Reincarnation Of The Strongest Sword God

Although nearly 20 yards stood between them, Endless Plains had yet to set foot into the Realms of Refinement.
He lacked sufficient physical control.
In such high-speed battles, he could not respond quickly enough to evade the Dragon Breath.

Violet Cloud sighed.

This was the watershed[1] of top-tier experts.
Although the difference seemed insignificant, its impact on the battle’s outcome would be astounding.

Extremely few ordinary players in God’s Domain could exert their virtual bodies to their very limits.
On the other hand, thanks to their refined control over their own bodies, expert players could sometimes push their virtual bodies to their limits.
Naturally, if both sides possessed equal Levels and Attributes, expert players were far more powerful.

However, even top-tier experts would find it extremely difficult to adjust their movement in such a superhuman, high-speed battle.

It was like a sprinter’s difficulty to stop after running at full speed.
In a battle this fast, one could just stop without effort.

However, experts who had reached the Realms of Refinement were capable of exactly that.

Although it did not appear impressive, having the ability to accelerate and stop suddenly meant that a player could change their attack trajectories abruptly, confusing the enemy.

Violet Cloud had already reached the Half-step Refinement Realm.
However, even now, she could not break through that final barrier.

Hence, Violet Cloud observed Shi Feng’s battle carefully while fighting her own, hoping to gain some insight.

“This…” the elite players who had intended to help were stupefied.

In just two seconds, Shi Feng had killed seven of their experts; none of them had been able to withstand even one of his attacks.
If even experts had no defense against him, what could elite players like themselves hope to accomplish?

Those who had intended to rush over and assist lost all their courage instantly.

Screams echoed from all across the mountaintop.

Even for elite players, it was extremely difficult to exert their bodies to their limits.
Not to mention, the members of Zero Wing’s main force all had very high Attributes.
Their limits were much higher than elite players.

This was no longer a battle.
This was a massacre.

Weaving through the crowd, Fire Dance moved faster than any of these elites players could follow.
And as she moved, Fire Dance plunged the Truefire Blades into every player she passed, taking their lives with just a few hits.
After just a brief moment, corpses littered the field.

Dashing into the crowd, Shadow Sword brandished his Bluefire Double-edged Sword madly.
He sent the several Shield Warriors, who had charged at him, flying.
The Berserker then followed up with a Flame Flash, blue fire devouring these Shield Warriors instantly.
He used Whirlwind Slash to finish them off.

Standing on a natural rise, Minor Wind launched a continuous stream of powerful arrows with his Windchaser.
The power within a single arrow was enough to push back a Berserker, a class known for its Strength.
Even though many elite players tried to approach the Ranger, against the dozens of arrows, these elite players became no more than lifeless pincushions.

Aqua Rose, Blackie, and the other magical classes released one AOE Spell after another, killing dozens of players with every attack.

In just a few minutes, the 2000-strong elite legion had less than 1,000 players remaining.
In contrast, Zero Wing’s main force had not suffered a single casualty yet.

“Why are they so strong?”

“Are they really human?”

“I don’t want to fight anymore! I want to go home!”

This situation was nothing like the videos they had watched of experts exchanging moves.
Now that they witnessed a true battle between experts, they finally understood just how huge of a gap there was between themselves and expert players.

Suddenly, fear swept across the battlefield.
The elite legion’s members refused to continue fighting as they fled in all directions.

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While Zero Wing’s main force fought, the situation in the Stoneclaw Mountains grew increasingly intense.
Both sides’ armies had finally begun fighting a short distance away from the foot of the mountain.

“How dare you face us with just 10,000 players! Everyone, charge! Kill them all!” Red Feather sneered as he glared at Zero Wing’s elite members.

TL Notes:

[1]watershed – an event or period marking a turning point in a situation, e.g.,

“these works were a watershed in the history of music”