Online game: As a dad, it’s reasonable to hit 999 with one hit, right?

On the vast plain, the crowds of people are like dense waves of wheat, one after another, stretching to the end of the sight.

At first, only gentle gusts of wind drifted slowly across the horizon. However, the good times didn't last long. From this moment on, a quietly changing wind surged in from all directions. The air began to surge, carrying an indescribable tension. People's clothes danced in the wind, and the bustling plains became quiet. As if they had realized something, the players drew their weapons, their faces filled with anxiety and anxiety.

A large number of players standing next to Lin Chen followed suit, and all kinds of weapons were taken out by the players. At the same time, various enhancement skills and buffs also circulated.

If her current combat power wasn't what it used to be, Elena would probably have given herself a few buffs like everyone else.

Spicy Crayfish was startled and tightly gripped the broadsword in his hand, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

“It’s… it’s started!!”

He could only feel the wind getting stronger and stronger, making it difficult for him to breathe.

When he turned around, he saw that the masked man who had just given him the invitation and the incredibly beautiful female elf were standing there motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Damn, he looks like a tough guy...

As time went on, the wind grew stronger, like a beast awakened, galloping across the plains. The distant grass and trees swayed, and all other sounds were swallowed by the howling wind.

Another half a minute passed, and everyone's face was hurt by the wind. They could hardly open their eyes, and could only rely on instinct to hold the hands of the people around them tightly. The wind was mixed with dust and fallen leaves, which were spinning and dancing in the air. People's hair and clothes were no longer just fluttering gently, but were torn by the wind, flying wildly, as if they wanted to merge with this world.

At this time, Lin Chen and Elena also put away the invitations in their hands and looked at the distance indifferently.

Just as the strong wind was raging and the sky and earth were changing color, a figure was looming in the rolling clouds.

"Here it comes." Lin Chen was the first person to sense something and looked up at the sky. He said lightly.

Elena then raised her head and looked at the sky in the distance.

In the chaos, the God of Fierce Wind slowly descended in an irresistible manner.

Soon after, more and more players began to look up, staring blankly at the descending figure.

"Is this 'God'?"

Players like Mala Xiaolongxia who came to the challenge field for the first time had already started to tremble in their legs. They also began to regret that they thought their level was high enough and wanted to join in the fun, but when they experienced it themselves, the oppressive feeling deep in their souls was no joke.

Everyone stared intently at the figure slowly descending from the sky.

The God of Fierce Wind looms large and majestic. Even from thousands of meters above the ground, players can see the swirling force of the storm swirling around him, as if he were the storm itself, his every breath stirring the currents of heaven and earth. The pale cyan light swirling in his pupils is like a deep vortex, gleaming with an all-seeing light. Wherever his gaze reaches, even the wildest storm seems to become tamed.

Finally, the God of Fierce Wind stopped when he was about a hundred meters away from the ground.

He was floating in the air, but it was enough for everyone to see his appearance clearly.

He wore a robe woven from the wind, its hems dancing wildly in the breeze like a galloping army, each strand of fabric imbued with the power to rend space. His hair wasn't simply blown away by the wind; instead, it seemed pulled by an invisible force and transformed into countless sharp wind blades, encircling him and forming an invisible shield. Anything that approached would be instantly shredded into pieces.

He is supported by the rolling wind and clouds, and this way of appearance fully demonstrates the word "God".

……

At the same time, in another corner of the plain.

A group of more than a dozen people looked up at the huge figure above their heads with serious expressions. A girl named Lonely Leaf blinked her big eyes and turned her head in a trance to look at the man and woman behind her.

"President, Sister Tongtong, why do I feel like there's something wrong with this God of Fierce Wind? He's too oppressive. Even a World Boss wouldn't be able to do this."

Behind him, a masked wizard was also looking up at the God of Fierce Wind, but he didn't say anything.

The beautiful eyes of the woman beside him who was called Sister Tongtong narrowed, and then she spoke in a deep voice.

"Hmm... It's completely different from last week. We do need to be more careful."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at the masked wizard: "Qianxiao, what do you think?"

He paused for a moment, as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, he withdrew his gaze and laughed.

"If I'm not mistaken, this World Boss battle will be much more interesting. With so many players gathered here, how many of them do you think will have received gifts from the system administrator?"

"What did you notice?"

"I bet that among these players here, there are at least seven or eight, or even more, whose combat power is as strong as yours and mine."

"Oh?" Sister Tongtong's mouth curled up immediately: "There are so many? That's really interesting."

……

Above his head, an unquestionable smile appeared on the stern face of the God of Fierce Wind. It was a smile that showed absolute confidence in his strength and a calmness that came from having everything in the world under his control.

Then, his voice resounded across the plain!

"Since you have the guts to challenge my authority, then don't leave. This plain today will be your burial place."

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up, as if calling for something...

Immediately afterwards, the storms between heaven and earth seemed to have heard his call and began to gather, forming an unprecedented hurricane that pierced the sky and suddenly fell, shrouding the entire plain in chaos.

"boom!"

The wind pressure came down from the sky, even making strange explosion noises.

All the players standing on the ground felt their bodies shaken violently at the same time, and they felt like they were in the eye of a storm. The sky was dark, and the descending storm was pouring back. Everyone could only see the grass and trees on the endless plains beneath their feet being blown by the hurricane like water waves, and their own bodies were shaking and about to fall.

"Depend on!!!"

The players with lower combat power immediately knelt on the ground and crawled. After just one encounter, 80% of the hundreds of thousands of players knelt down!

Some who were about to kneel but hadn't yet done so were about to give up. The wind was growing stronger and stronger, with no sign of stopping! It felt like invisible giant beasts were slamming into their backs and shoulders. Under such pressure, one player after another stumbled to their knees. As time went on, many more players who had been struggling to hold on were forced to crawl on the ground.

The players who were still standing there also felt that if the storm got any bigger, their bodies would be blown away.

Lin Chen glanced around naturally...

On the vast plain, countless players had almost fallen to their knees, and there were probably less than a thousand people still standing.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen looked down at the spicy crayfish whose entire body was almost lying on the ground, and he laughed helplessly.

At this time, Elena walked against the wind to Lin Chen's side, and Lin Chen also held the elf's slender little hand very naturally.

"how do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything." Elena moved her other hand. "This storm seems to exert pressure based on the players' combat power. As long as the combat power is high enough, it's fine."

"What a speechless judging standard." Lin Chen smiled helplessly.

But the next moment, Lin Chen suddenly felt something rapidly passing by his ear, making an unusually harsh sound during the flight...

Then, a dark shadow appeared before my eyes...

Lin Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the black shadow, as if strangling a chicken's throat.

In his hand was a pitch-black bird-like creature, struggling frantically in Lin Chen's hand.

"What is this?" Elena asked curiously.

"Sickle-weasel." Lin Chen said lightly as he looked at the strange creature in his hand.