Elincia stood there casually as over thirty players stared her down, clearly prepared to fight her with brutal intent.
One of them pointed at her. “Elincia, you should know your place. You’re alone here, so where does all that confidence come from, huh?” he sneered.
She quickly replied, “I should be the one asking-where does your confidence come from, coming here like this? Have you all lost your minds?”
“Elincia!” one of them shouted. “You should show some respect to those of us who are older than you. Haven’t you ever been taught any manners?”
“Oh… is that so?” Elincia responded with a cheerful smile. “Yes, I could use a few lessons. So why don’t we get started right away? And just so you know, I like my lessons hard and fast!”
“You’re just a mage with low Health and Defense.”
“Do you really believe that you can take us all on by yourself?”
“Do not be too sure of yourself if your wealth is all you have to rely on.”
“Well, are you guys done talking?” Elincia asked. “I don’t want to waste my time with people as foolish as you. This has already taken too long I’d rather be out hunting monsters. Besides, fighting you won’t give me any benefits at all!”
“Kill her! Now!” they shouted in unison.
They immediately cast their buffs, and the melee fighters lunged forward, charging at her from all sides.
“We’ll show you how empty your threats really are, Elincia!”
“Give her a lesson she’ll never forget!”
“Die, Elincia!”
“I see,” Elincia said, waving her hand dismissively. “Don’t forget to visit Slumdon Town again later.”
Suddenly, the sky split open with a deafening boom of thunder, illuminating the area with a brilliant white light. Dozens of electric-blue lightning bolts crackled through the air, each followed by a resounding thunderclap. The bolts struck down upon the group, fiercely raining down in a chaotic symphony of destruction.
It was as if the battlefield had become a stage for a deadly orchestra, each lightning strike landing like a well-timed note, pounding into the ground with relentless force. The screams of the players rang out, echoing through the chaos as they struggled to react, their bodies taking hit after hit from the barrage of fatal lightning.
They perished quickly, their physical forms disintegrating into pixels, vanishing from sight in mere seconds. None of them even had a chance to lay a finger on Elincia before they were completely obliterated by her devastating area-of-effect attack.
“Oh?!” Elincia scoffed. “So weak.”
She glanced over the few items that had dropped from her defeated opponents. “Ugh… it’s all just rubbish,” she murmured before tossing them aside, letting them fall back to the ground.
The people watching the live broadcast were filled with astonishment.
“Wow, that was fast! They were defeated so quickly.”
“Too fast! There was no resistance at all? Damn, did this attack just end like that?”
“I’m sure Elincia must be a very strong mage.”
“Elincia can’t be that powerful, right? She’s not even the Divine Champion!”
“Maybe this was planned to boost the Ass Guild’s reputation?”
“I think they underestimated Elincia so much they let their guard down and got wiped out.” “Well, I’m sure the rest of the Ass Guild will be defeated just as easily.”
“Yeah, it’s obvious Elincia is the only real powerhouse among them.”
“We’re not out of hope yet. I’m sure this isn’t over. A spell that powerful must have drained a lot of mana and has a long cooldown. Elincia won’t be able to help anymore after this.”
“Let’s see, this isn’t over yet-there are still so many of them left!”
Charmelyn stood before Lucy and the group, bowing her head briefly as she spoke in a gentle
tone.
“My judgment is that you shouldn’t be here, and so you all must die,” she stated, her voice calm and flat. “I will not give you a chance to retreat-my judgment is final.” “Charmelyn, I actually feel sorry for you. You must be so drunk on your hollow victories that you came here alone, without a second thought, to face us.” Lucy said.
Charmelyn didn’t respond, her expression unchanging. Instead, she lowered herself into an attacking stance, her eyes focused, her daggers ready.
Lucy smirked, continuing her taunts. “Your reputation ends today, at our hands.”
Seeing Charmelyn unmoved, Lucy gave her command. “All of you, attack her! She’s just an assassin; her defense is weak against magic damage!”
The players quickly moved into position, forming a protective circle around their support units while the melee fighters prepared to confront Charmelyn head-on.
“Cast all defensive buffs! Protect the support tightly-she won’t be able to handle our numbers!” Lucy said confidently. “I’ll show you what a solid strategy looks like, Charmelyn!”
The group moved as one, each member playing their part as Lucy barked commands.
A shadowy energy enveloped Charmelyn, and in an instant, she vanished from everyone’s
sight.
“Attack random areas! She’ll reveal herself eventually!” Lucy commanded.
Everyone began launching attacks in all directions, desperately trying to strike Charmelyn.
Suddenly, Charmelyn reappeared, but from multiple directions at once, accompanied by numerous clones.
“Those are just clones! Focus on finding the real one!” Lucy shouted.
Charmelyn’s clones moved swiftly, rushing toward their enemies and attacking relentlessly. But each time a clone was struck, it vanished, only to reappear somewhere else almost instantly. The chaos was overwhelming.
One player found himself quickly overwhelmed, taking several slashes to his body. Before he could react, the real Charmelyn appeared behind him, and with a swift movement, his head separated from his body.
“Our formation is broken! Damn it, protect the healer!” someone yelled.
Charmelyn vanished once more, slipping into the gaps of their disrupted formation. Within moments, she was at the center, targeting the healer. Her daggers flashed, striking so swiftly that the healer disintegrated into pixels before they could even attempt a defense.
“We lost the healer!” they cried in panic.
“Tighten the formation! This isn’t over yet. She’ll tire soon enough,” Lucy said. She tried to keep her team focused, but the chaos Charmelyn had sown was already taking its toll.
“Protect the support!” Lucy ordered.
Charmelyn reappeared in a blur of motion, her two daggers glinting in the light as she moved in for the attack. Her body seemed to flicker, moving so swiftly and gracefully that it was almost impossible to track.
She targeted the support first, dispatching them quickly before vanishing once more, leaving her opponents in disarray as her clones took over, spreading confusion and diverting their
attention.
“Damn, we lost another support!” one of them shouted.
Charmelyn moved like a shadow, her body barely visible as she flew through the air. She
would vanish only to reappear in a heartbeat, delivering devastatingly fast strikes that her targets couldn’t withstand.
By the time another player arrived to assist, it was too late-Charmelyn had already taken down her target and disappeared again.
“Control her! Stun her!” they shouted, struggling to keep up with Charmelyn’s speed.
As they attempted a joint attack, Charmelyn’s body vanished in an instant, only to reappear somewhere else, striking down her next target before they even knew what hit them.
“Damn it, gather at one point!” Lucy commanded firmly.
The group quickly obeyed, clustering together and unleashing their protective skills to create
a defensive wall.
But Charmelyn’s agility was undeterred. She slipped through the openings, her daggers flashing as she slashed at an archer, eliminating him with ruthless precision. She struck again from another direction, cutting down yet another member before they could react.
In a matter of seconds, Charmelyn had succeeded in decimating all of her opponents, leaving only the leader, Lucy.
Lucy stood there, her face frozen in shock, her body stiff as if unable to move or react.
“If I ever see you dare to interfere with Broken or anything under his protection again, I will
hunt you down day and night. I will not give you a moment’s breath in this game. Feel free to try again if you doubt my threat!”
With those words, she turned her back on Lucy. In that instant, Lucy’s body shattered into pixels, vanishing from the spot.
Charmelyn removed her mask, a satisfied smile playing across her lips.
“I’m sure Broken will be pleased to see all of this,” she said softly, and then, just as swiftly as
she had fought, she vanished from sight.