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

The God of Fierce Wind's first reaction was not to take the attack, but to choose to dodge.

Faced with the huge indigo arrow that was getting closer and closer, the God of Fierce Wind instinctively moved to the side, but his body was too huge. Even though the movement was large enough, he was still inevitably hit on the shoulder by the arrow.

In an instant, the man who was supposed to control the wind was forced to retreat repeatedly by the hurricane bursting out from the arrow on his shoulder.

At the same time, along with the layers of cracking sounds in the surrounding space, the blood bar above the head of the God of Fierce Wind was visibly decreasing.

But this was not what shocked the God of Fierce Wind. What was most unbelievable to him was that the tremendous energy exploding in his body actually made him... feel pain!

But how is this possible?

As the world boss of the Hunting God Land, he was not a player and should not have been affected by any special status. However, the severe pain even made his face change, and his furrowed brows seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

"Uh!"

He groaned and stomped his feet hard on the ground. In order to resist the endless energy from the arrows, his legs plowed two huge trenches several thousand meters long on the ground, and only then did he manage to stop the car.

However, under the ravages of this violent storm, the God of Fierce Wind only felt as if his body was bitten by thousands of mosquitoes, causing pain and itchiness, which made him extremely irritated!

After several seconds, when half of the health bar above his head was gone, the hurricane energy on his shoulders finally dissipated slightly.

The God of Fierce Wind had his hair falling down like a waterfall, and he looked as disheveled as a homeless man begging for lunch.

He raised his head and looked towards the player's location in the distance, then carefully looked at the female elf who was holding a bow and arrow and making an archery gesture.

Windcatcher...

No wonder the three system administrators watching from above would appear here, no wonder they asked themselves to go all out, it turns out that there are so many exaggerated players in the Land of the Hunting God now?

But no matter what, why did this arrow cause me so much pain?

Soon, the God of Fierce Wind noticed a line of words above the female elf's head.

That is a title. Although the headband she wears can hide her ID, attributes, and the specific amount of blood on the blood bar, this type of prop cannot hide the title name of the wearer.

The title Elena now wears is called: [Bearer of Pain].

The God of Fierce Wind's eyes jumped. If he remembered correctly, this title seemed to carry an additional effect called Curse Aura, which means that the attack of this female elf would make the opponent cursed!

"So even I am affected by the cursed state in the Land of the Hunting God?" The God of Fierce Wind stood up seriously. He lowered his head and looked at his shoulder. The power that the arrow just burst out had torn away all the light around his body, and his whole state was a mess.

"It hurts so much..." The God of Fierce Wind chuckled.

Although he wanted to know why a player would get such a title, it didn't matter anymore.

He no longer needed to hold back. No matter what plans the three adults standing in the void above his head had for the future, he must make sure these people died here completely.

Thinking of this, the God of Fierce Wind even raised his head without hiding it and glanced at the top of his head, as if making a final confirmation.

In the void, the three people hesitated slightly, and finally the leading judge nodded.

After receiving the administrator's reply, the God of Fierce Wind slowly lowered his head with an extremely indifferent expression on his face.

His aura suddenly changed at this moment.

The players below also raised their heads out of curiosity, but there was nothing above the head of the God of Fierce Wind.

The God of Fierce Wind suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off the dark cloud robe and storm cloak covering himself. His originally huge body suddenly shrank. Under the gaze of the people, the huge world boss became smaller and smaller, and finally changed from a behemoth of hundreds of meters to a height similar to that of the players.

"I always have a bad feeling."

Among the crowd of players, the punisher of evil named Huakai Banxia swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

In front, the God of Fierce Wind, who had become almost the same size as a normal person, began to move forward slowly.

The compressed storms were turning into special strands of silk that were lingering around his body. He was stretching his muscles, but his feet were moving faster and faster. In the end, people couldn't even see his movements!

"Damn it! Pay attention!"

If they still had some chance of winning at the beginning, it was because the God of the Fierce Wind was too huge, and even randomly throwing skills could wear him down.

But now they couldn't even see where he was, how the hell was this supposed to work?

“You’re such a scoundrel!!”

The next moment, just when people's vision was blurred, the God of Fierce Wind suddenly appeared in front of Elena.

His speed was so fast that no one, including Qianxiao and Sister Tongtong, noticed him. When they turned around and tried to chase him, he was already standing only one meter away from Elena.

Although Elena had seen the God of Fierce Wind's movements clearly in advance and had already responded, she was still not fast enough. She could only pull the bow and arrow into a suitable arc in this short period of time, but she didn't have time to shoot it!

She could only watch as the God of Fierce Wind raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and swung it towards her face.

The female elf's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes reflected the opponent's fist approaching.

But at this moment, a dark green mist seemed to rise around her, and just when the fist was about to hit her face, a figure suddenly appeared beside her, and a huge amount of energy forcibly "inserted" into the aura between her and the God of Fierce Wind.

Then, the wrist of the God of Fierce Wind was tightly grasped by someone, and his fist finally stopped only three or four centimeters away from the tip of the female elf's nose.

It all happened so fast that everyone around had no time to react. By the time they came to their senses, a dark green mist had erupted around them and a strong wind was spreading outward.

"what happens!"

People looked in Elena's direction in surprise.

The masked man who had just killed all the sickle-weasels with one sword stretched out his right hand to grasp the wrist of the God of Fierce Wind, and Elena had already pulled up the bow and arrow, and an arrow that had been gathered long ago was aimed at the abdomen of the God of Fierce Wind.

The three of them remained motionless, as if they were watching a pantomime for a moment.

"Cum clap clap!"

The crowd of onlookers all drew their swords and weapons, looking like they were ready to help, but no one dared to step forward to help. Even though Qianxiao subconsciously wanted to rush forward, she was stopped by Sister Tongtong.

"Don't go over there! Wait and see what happens!"

Listening to Sister Tongtong's whisper in his ear, Tang Yu took a step back calmly.

The curious look on the God of Fierce Wind's brows became even more intense.

He first looked at his wrist, then stared at the man's mask in an unusually exaggerated manner.

"how did you do it?"

The God of Fierce Wind felt that his three views were about to collapse in such a short time. In his previous life, which was the first round, his challenge field had existed for a full month and a half!

Yes, a full 44 days passed from the time his challenge field was first launched until it was cleared by players.

During the 44 days, every day there were groups of players coming to challenge him, but in the end they were all wiped out by him. If the level of the entire Hunting God Land had not been stuck at level 59 for too long, thus attracting the top challengers in the entire Hunting God Land, he probably could have held on for longer.

But now?

Not only did he use a big move that only started in the 4th stage at the beginning, but his four-dimensional attributes and health were also comprehensively strengthened by the three administrators, but he still felt it was not enough.

These players were more exaggerated than each other, whether it was the Spellbender Qianxiao who dared to withstand his own ultimate move, or the female Berserker who tried to break the hurricane with sword energy, or the Druid who summoned a giant bear, and the Huakai Banxia who beat his own battle pet, the giant sickle-weasel, to death.

He had already thought these people were outrageous enough, but who would have thought he'd encounter a female elf who could drain half of his blood with a single arrow and even cause him pain?!

If this is tolerable, then who the hell is this person who is holding my wrist now?

Is this something a player can do?

At this moment, the masked man suddenly smiled and spoke.

"Lord God of the Fierce Wind, putting aside the fact that you shouldn't hit someone in the face, you're being too harsh on my fiancée."