With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 476 The Tragic Situation of the Western Wanderer

Isabella's ice magic circle covered the entire battlefield, instantly reducing the movement speed of the hunters by half.

Roderick's arrows accurately killed everyone who tried to escape.

Vincent roams in the shadows, reaping the fish that slip through his net.

As for Marcus—

He charged into the crowd, his body exploding with the power of thunder.

With each strike, one person turned into a white light; with each punch, one person was sent flying backward.

His [Thunder Herald] talent was practically a cheat code in this chaotic battle—his attacks inflicted paralysis and armor penetration, and no one could last more than two seconds against him.

three minutes.

In just three minutes.

That hunting team of seventy or eighty people was completely wiped out.

Those who were being hunted stood there, stunned and at a loss.

Marcus walked up to them.

"What are you waiting for? Run!"

The leading soldier stammered, "Th...thank you..."

Marcus waved his hand.

"You're welcome. I just did it on a whim."

He turned and led the men of the Imperial Barrier into the night.

Behind them, the dozen or so lone wolves looked at each other in bewilderment.

"That's... the Imperial Barrier?"

"Marcus du Pont? He...he saved us?"

"Wasn't he grinding monsters? How could he...?"

No one can answer.

But that imposing figure was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

......

In the southeast of the western border lies a rugged mountainous region.

Unlike the Ravens and the Imperial Bastion, the Arcane Truth Society, led by William Rockefeller, took a completely different path.

William himself was a man who looked to be in his early thirties, with a thin face, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and an elegant mage's robe.

His demeanor is more that of a scholar than a warrior.

However, his talent [Arcane Mastery] is an extremely rare large-area control talent among SS-rank talents.

Together with the hundreds of mages of the Arcane Truth Society, he could create a devastating arcane force field on the battlefield.

Right now, they are clearing out wild monsters in a mountainous area.

Those level 55 rock golems were sitting ducks in front of them.

William stood in the center of the group, his hands clasped loosely.

Arcane chains extended from his hands, precisely binding each rock golem.

The puppets struggled desperately, but they couldn't break free at all.

"First team, focus fire on the third position on the left."

"Second team, focus fire on the fifth position on the right."

"Third team, prepare to take over."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Hundreds of mages chanted simultaneously, and the arcane light illuminated the entire mountain.

One rock golem after another fell.

Points were credited to my account one by one.

The efficiency is astonishingly high.

Emilia, William's deputy, walked over to him.

"President, the scouts have discovered something."

William didn't turn his head.

"explain."

Emilia handed over a piece of intelligence.

"Five kilometers to the west, there is a hunting team of about a hundred people who are hunting down lone individuals."

William remained silent for a few seconds.

"How many casual users?"

Emilia replied, "About thirty or forty. More than a dozen have already died."

William adjusted his glasses.

"Who is that hunting team?"

Emilia shook her head.

"I don't know. But according to the scouts, they've been active in this area for at least three hours. They've hunted down at least five or six scattered groups."

William did not speak.

He looked into the distance, his gaze calm as still water.

"Emilia".

"exist."

"Take a hundred men and wipe out that team."

Emilia paused for a moment.

"Guild Master, shall we stop grinding monsters?"

William's lips curled up slightly.

"We can spawn the monsters later. But those people, every minute they live, they kill more innocent people."

Emilia smiled.

"clear."

She selected two hundred people and they quietly made their way west.

Twenty minutes later, she returned.

"Guild Leader, it's resolved. All 103 members wiped out. Twenty-one unaffiliated members rescued."

William nodded.

"What about those independent workers?"

Emilia replied, "A few wanted to join us, but the rest ran away."

William hummed in agreement.

"Those who want to join, please join. Those who don't, please ignore them."

He turned around and looked at the mages who were killing monsters.

"continue."

......

Somewhere in the western border, in a hidden cave.

Dozens of casual players huddled together.

Some of them were hunted by hunting teams, some by wild monsters, and some crawled out of piles of corpses.

At this moment, they have only one common goal—to survive.

The captain's name is Chen Feng, a shield warrior in his early thirties.

His equipment was in terrible condition; his shield was full of cracks, and his leather armor had several tears.

But he remained at the cave entrance, vigilantly watching the darkness outside.

Zhou Min leaned against the rock wall, clutching the last bottle of mana potion in her hand.

She couldn't bear to drink anymore.

Liu Lei's bowstring had broken, so he could only use a short knife for self-defense.

Zhang Peng's leg injury has healed somewhat, but he still cannot walk.

The two priests, Zhao Yan and Sun Li, had run out of mana and couldn't even cast the most basic healing spells.

silence.

Dead silence.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer.

"Captain," a young mage asked in a low voice, "will we even survive until tomorrow?"

Chen Feng did not turn around.

"able."

The young monk smiled wryly.

"Don't try to comfort me. In our current state, we can't even withstand a single monster."

Chen Feng remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he said.

"Then let's pray that no monsters come."

Another soldier spoke up.

"The monsters are alright, at least we can hide from them. But what about the hunters? They're much scarier than the monsters."

The mention of the Hunters caused everyone's expression to change.

Zhou Min whispered, "I heard that there are hunters everywhere in the Western Region now. They specialize in killing lone wolves, they get points quickly from killing people, and they can also get equipment."

Liu Lei gritted his teeth.

"Are those people even human? We're all players, why are they killing each other?"

Zhang Peng sneered.

"Fighting among ourselves? In their eyes, we're just walking points. Killing someone earns double points, which is much faster than grinding monsters."

Zhao Yan sighed.

"We can't entirely blame them. The monsters are too hard to kill; even a dozen of us struggled to take down just one. They were forced into killing others."

Sun Li shook her head.

"Forced? Then why don't they team up to grind monsters? Why do they have to kill solo players?"

No one can answer this question.

Silence once again enveloped the cave.

After a long silence, Chen Feng spoke.

"No matter what, we have to survive."

He turned around and looked at the people.

"I've heard that some major guilds protect lone hunters. The Imperial Bulwark, the Arcane Truth Society, and others. They'll lend a hand when they encounter hunters."

Zhou Min's eyes lit up.

"real?"

Chen Feng nodded.