Shi Feng glanced at the lightning and thunder flashing across the sky. Without another word, he activated Sword Return to Heaven and charged straight toward the densest crowd.
Although the Tier 2 spell Roar of Ten Thousand Thunder was not a large-scale destructive spell with exceptionally high damage, its range was immense, covering a radius of 100 yards. Moreover, it had been fully chanted by a Tier 2 mage. Even Shi Feng could neither withstand nor evade it.
"Kill Black Flame, quickly!"
How could the upper echelons of the various guilds fail to see Shi Feng's plan? He clearly wanted to use them to kill with a borrowed knife. However, as long as they killed Shi Feng, everything would be resolved.
Yet Shi Feng's attributes far surpassed the current standard of players. Even the strongest members of the various guilds fell far short of him in basic attributes. Furthermore, amid such a crowd, nobody dared attack carelessly—especially with ranged attacks, which could easily harm their own people. Only melee players could offer some degree of restraint, but which elite player could possibly keep track of Shi Feng's movements?
Moreover, Shi Feng was extremely cunning, charging directly for the healers.
"Use crowd-control skills immediately! Even if we injure our own people, it'll be worth it!" the guild higher-ups promptly ordered.
Just as the magic-type players began chanting their spells, the clouds in the sky condensed to their limit. Bolts of azure lightning crashed down from above, as though the world had come to an end, turning the entire area into a realm of thunder and lightning.
After the flashing lightning and roaring thunder came absolute silence.
Everyone stood dumbstruck.
Every player within the lightning-covered area had over 5,000 points of damage rise above their heads. More than ten strikes descended in