Seeing the number of players gathered outside the towering building, where the room at the very top hosted the world leaders’ gathering, Daniel couldn’t help but smirk upon seeing the formidable assembly.
His three simple words, “It’s only this?” reverberated through the room, instantly shrouding it in an eerie silence.
The VIPs, world leaders, and even Liam were taken aback by the audacity of his remark.
Outside, the players had formed a united front, standing as the last line of defence against the intruder.
Their numbers exceeded 500, a formidable force by any measure.
To an outsider, it might have seemed like an overkill to deal with a single person.
However, in their eyes, Daniel wasn’t just any intruder.
he was perceived as a terrorist who had breached the sanctity of the world leaders’ gathering an event heavily guarded not only by military personnel but also by guild-affiliated players.
“Let’s stop pretending, Mr. Reckless,” Liam retorted with unwavering confidence, his voice cutting through the palpable tension in the room.
“We all know that even for you, it’ll be impossible to deal with them.”
Liam’s words resonated with many in the room, including some of the world leaders and VIPs.
They had witnessed the power and reputation of guild-affiliated players firsthand, and to them, the sheer number amassed outside was a formidable deterrent.
“You’ve been annoying from the very beginning, and you think that I can’t deal with them?”
Daniel’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. His words, laden with simmering resentment, hung heavy in the room.
“Annoying, am I?” Liam retorted, his voice betraying only a trace of nervousness. “Let’s see how long that confidence lasts, my friend.”
“Then I’ll show you just how confident I am before ending you,” Daniel declared, a chilling grin spreading across his face.
The room seemed to darken as his words hung in the air. Liam, though a sense of foreboding washed over him, clung to his belief that he was in control.
“Try it if you can,” Liam challenged, his bravado unyielding. He may have sensed the danger lurking, but he remained steadfast in his conviction that he had the upper hand.
As Liam’s defiant challenge hung in the air, Daniel’s form shimmered and dissolved into the very essence of light itself.
The VIPs and even Liam himself gasped in astonishment as they watched him vanish before their eyes, leaving behind a disorienting trail of luminescent particles.
Meanwhile, within the venue where the 500 players had gathered, an eruption of radiant brilliance heralded Daniel’s arrival.
He materialized high above them, suspended in the vast expanse of the sky.
His figure, cloaked in an ethereal radiance, hovered like a deity surveying his domain.
In the venue where the players were gathered, a profound sense of disbelief rippled through the crowd as they bore witness to an extraordinary sight.
Suspended in the sky was a young man, his figure bathed in a radiant aura. ．
The impossible had become reality before their eyes.
Leading the assembly, a resolute figure named Alex, adorned in vibrant red armour, stepped forward.
His voice rang out with unwavering authority, cutting through the astonishment that had taken hold of the onlookers.
“Sir,” Alex declared, his words carrying a weight of determination, “this is your sole warning. Relinquish yourself peacefully, or we will be compelled to employ necessary force.”
The atmosphere crackled with tension, the collective breath held in anticipation of the unfolding confrontation.
In response to Alex’s stern warning, Daniel remained silent, his expression an inscrutable mask.
His reluctance to comply with their demands left the players with no other recourse.
Alex, realizing that words alone wouldn’t suffice, repeated his ultimatum. “Sir, I repeat, if you do not surrender yourself, we will be using force to arrest you.”
Yet, Daniel’s continued silence served as a tacit refusal.
With a heavy sigh, Alex made the inevitable decision.
He turned to his second-in-command, who was well-versed in the protocols for such situations and issued a fateful command.
“Do the necessary action,”
Alex ordered, his voice resolute, and his subordinate promptly relayed the orders to the assembled players.
The tension in the air thickened as they prepared to confront the enigmatic intruder.
The 500 players, each a master of their respective abilities, wasted no time.
With a synchronized effort, they unleashed a barrage of powers and long-range attacks, sending a volley of energy beams, elemental attacks, and projectiles hurtling toward Daniel.
To their astonishment, their attacks passed right through him.
Daniel’s form seemed to waver and shift as the attacks phased through him, leaving him untouched.
His light form rendered their long-range abilities utterly useless.
Undeterred, the players shifted their tactics, drawing upon weapons and technologies obtained from the world of Modern Fantasia, a realm known for its advanced machinery and armaments.
Energy rifles, advanced battle suits, and cutting-edge weaponry were aimed at Daniel, their barrels glowing with deadly intent.
Yet, even these technological marvels proved ineffective.
He effortlessly dispersed the incoming attacks, reducing the advanced weaponry to harmless bursts of energy and shattered components.
The players’ confidence waned as their most potent abilities and advanced weaponry failed to make a dent.
Their awe at witnessing Daniel’s power turned to dread, and a sense of hopelessness settled in. It was a realization that they were outmatched in every conceivable way.
One player, renowned for his mastery over elemental magic, stared wide-eyed as his powerful fireballs and lightning strikes passed harmlessly through Daniel’s form.
“It’s impossible,” he muttered, his voice trembling with disbelief. “No one can be this invulnerable.”
Another, armed with cutting-edge energy rifles, watched in frustration as his shots dissipated into thin air upon reaching Daniel.
He turned to his comrades with a look of desperation. “Our weapons… they’re useless!”
A third player, known for her telekinetic abilities, attempted to immobilize Daniel with invisible forces, only to see him remain untouched.
She whispered in disbelief, “I can’t even touch him… How is this happening?”
As the realization set in, panic spread among the players like wildfire.
Murmurs of confusion and fear rippled through their ranks.
They had trained for countless battles and faced formidable foes, but this encounter defied all logic.
Amidst the growing unease and confusion, one of the players turned to Alex, their leader, seeking guidance.
“Sir, what do we do now?” they asked, their voice laden with uncertainty.
Alex, who had been a beacon of authority and resolve until this point, found himself at a loss.
He stared up at Daniel, the boy who defied all logic, and then back at his comrades.
“I… have no idea,” he admitted, his voice tinged with frustration and helplessness.
The admission sent ripples of doubt through the group. If their experienced leader had no answers, how were they to confront this unprecedented challenge?
In the midst of their uncertainty, Daniel remained a floating figure in the sky, his expression unreadable.
The players knew that they had to find a solution and regroup quickly, for their world, their way of life, and their very existence hung in the balance.
As the despair of the players reached its zenith, Daniel’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.
“That’s enough,” he declared with an air of finality, and the very fabric of reality seemed to respond to his command.
With a profound exertion of his light manipulation ability, Daniel conjured forth a radiant sphere of incandescent energy, a miniature sun that blazed with unimaginable brilliance.
It hung suspended in the sky, casting an awe-inspiring, golden hue upon the venue.
The players, their terror now mingled with resignation, could only watch in paralyzing dread as the radiant sphere grew in size and intensity.
Its scorching light bathed them, their world becoming a searing sea of white-hot luminescence.
In an instant that felt both eternal and fleeting, the miniature sun imploded upon itself, unleashing an explosive force that defied comprehension.
The shockwave rippled outward, obliterating all in its path.
The venue was consumed by an apocalyptic blaze of light, and as swiftly as it had begun, the cataclysmic event ended, leaving only a smouldering, charred ruin in its wake.
Daniel’s astonishing display of power had sent shockwaves far beyond the confines of the room.
News of the cataclysmic event rippled through the nearby area, sparking a flurry of reactions.
All of them feared him as a harbinger of unprecedented change.
The world was now acutely aware that a force beyond imagination had emerged.
Returning to the room, his presence alone sent a palpable wave of unease among the occupants.
The world leaders, their expressions a mix of fear and fascination, could hardly find words to express their thoughts.
But it was Liam whom Daniel turned to, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he addressed his adversary.
“How’s that? Do you think that 500 players is enough for me?”
His eyes bore into Liam, the weight of his actions underscoring the question.
Liam, his once unwavering confidence shattered by the recent events, could only muster a trembling response.
“You… you are not human,” he stammered, his arrogance reduced to mere whispers of doubt.
