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Chapter 81: Guild war [9]

Chapter 81: Guild war [9]

"Let’s do it".

Noah’s voice was cold, absolute.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Caleb sent the coordinates, the precise weak points in the Canyon’s structure, the culmination of his perfect calculations that had taken him so long to finalize.

One strike from each of them, that’s all it would take.

Caleb didn’t just do math this time, taking from crucial theories of Physics, the ’stress point’ theory.

The ’stress point’ theory in a solid object refers to the concept that at any given point within a material, there exists a state of stress characterized by a combination of normal and shear stressed acting on different planes passing through that point.

It effectively describes the internal forces distributed across infinitesimal areas within the material when it is subjected to external loads.

This is often visualized using the stress tensor, which mathematically represents the stress distribution at a point across various planes.

What this meant was that no matter how big, how sturdy, how strong, every solid object in the world has a stress point.

And when hit at the right place with the right amount of force, even a mountain could be made to crumble in one hit.

It was an impractical application though because the calculations required to identify the stress point and the right amount of force to use was just too much.

But before a genius, sometimes, impossibilities are made possible.

Caleb calculated the impossible!

As soon as they received the coordinates, they moved.

Noah, Aria, Benjamin, Caleb, and Genevieve moved in tandem, using their last legs to unleash their final, cataclysmic assault.

CRACK!!!

For a moment, the world collapsed!

The Canyon of Ruins screamed.

Explosions, cracks, shattering stone...

A chain reaction of destruction rippled through the battlefield.

The walls fractured, sending down massive boulders the size of houses.

The ground split apart, creating bottomless chasms that devoured everything.

The very air trembled with the weight of collapsing destruction.

The allied army barely had time to react. One moment, they were organized warriors, pushing forward with confidence.

The next?

They were insects beneath an avalanche.

"...!"

Shock, horror, silence, then...

"RUN! GET OUT OF HERE!"

"THE CANYON IS FALLING APART!"

"SOMEONE, SAVE ME...!"

No one could save them.

Hundreds of players were crushed instantly, dozens were swallowed into the abyss. Magic shields failed; defensive skills shattered.

The once-mighty army became a swirling chaos of panic and death.

It wasn’t a battle anymore; it was an extinction event.

Night Razor stared in horror, at the world collapsing around him.

He had fought, survived Noah’s hunt against all odds, pushed himself beyond limits, and still...

It wasn’t enough?

"No... NO! THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!"

He activated every movement skill he had left, sprinting, dodging..., but Noah was still there, even in the midst of the chaos of destruction.

A shadow against the storm.

Watching. Smirking. Waiting.

And when Night Razor made his final leap to escape, Noah moved.

BZZZ!

Noah’s Aetherforge ignited, glowing with abyssal energy.

One precise, merciless strike.

The tip of the lance speared through Night Razor’s back, through his heart, pinning him to the collapsing canyon wall.

Night Razor’s vision blurred. His HP hit zero.

And in his final moments, as the rockslide swallowed him whole, he realized..., he never stood a chance.

Silence.

When the dust settled, the Canyon of Ruins was unrecognizable.

What was once a battlefield was now a graveyard.

The Allied Army was gone, wiped out in a single act of untold devastation, the likes of which have never been seen outside the Heavenly Domain.

The survivors? Scattered, broken, fleeing.

And in the midst of the wreckage, Noah and his team stood victorious.

Five players.

Against an entire army, they had won.

Yes, the Canyon of Ruins collapsed on them alongside the allied army but Caleb was not the type to settle for half-baked calculations.

Even as he calculated the weak points in the structural design and integrity of the Canyon of Ruins, even as he calculated the stress point, deducing the right amount of force to dent it, he also calculated the safe points if the structural collapse that he intended succeeded.

Those corners, beneath rocks, those places that were guaranteed to survive the collapse due to their strategic location.

Caleb also sent their coordinates to his teammates.

This was why Noah and his teammates all survived.

Aria already died once in the battle, but after using her Sacred Requiem, Genevieve cast a normal Revive skill to bring Aria back to life.

"..."

"..."

".....!"

Above the already collapsed canyon, thousands of spectators watched, reeling in shock, feeling like they were going insane.

Well, the public chat was actually going insane.

~----~

{Holy sh*t!}

{This isn’t real..., this CAN’T be real...}

{HE DESTROYED AN ENTIRE ARMY! MY FREAKING ABS, IS THERE ANYTHING IN THE WORLD MORE COOL THAN THIS?!}

{I THOUGHT HE WAS A PK GOD. HE’S A FREAKING WAR GOD!}

{All hail Lord Doom!}

{All hail Lord Doom!}

{All hail Lord Doom!}

{All hail Lord Doom!}

{Lord of the 11th server, 1st of his name, destroyer of armies!}

~----~

Even Meng Wu Ya, the most composed of them all, was speechless.

He had seen Noah’s brilliance.

But this?

This was beyond human.

This was history.

And as Noah and his team walked through the ruins, unscathed, undefeated, only one thought echoed across the entire Warstar community...

Lord Doom was untouchable!

...

As the dust settled and the world struggled to comprehend the unreal destruction Noah had orchestrated, one man wasn’t stunned into silence for long.

Rather, he was thrilled.

His blood boiled; his battle spirit ignited.

Meng Wu Ya had watched from the sidelines long enough.

Watching Lord Doom had been like watching a myth take shape, a legend being written in real-time.

And now?

He wanted to be a part of it.

The impulse to challenge a God..., if that was the right word to describe it.

Meng Wu Ya always thought of himself as the God and he was not wrong, but today, his eyes were open to see that the world was not as narrow as he thought it was and the realization excited him.

Behind his monitor, his hands tightened around his mouse.

His heart raced with anticipation.

Lord Doom had just annihilated an entire army.

He had ripped through their strongest commanders, outplayed a master strategist, and reshaped the battlefield itself.

And yet...

When he walked out of the ruins, his expression was calm.

Not arrogant. Not smug.

Just completely, utterly unfazed.

As if this wasn’t the most ridiculous upset in Warstar history.

As if this was just another day for him.

Meng Wu Ya grinned behind his monitor; that’s what made it exciting!

He didn’t hesitate.

His alternate account Avatar, the Blademaster descended from the spectator’s perch atop the rubble of the canyon ruins.

The wind carried his figure as he landed gracefully before Noah and his team.

The world froze.

The chat exploded again.

~----~

{WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. IS SOMEONE REALLY FOOLISH ENOUGH TO CHALLENGE LORD DOOM AT THIS POINT IN TIME?!}

{That brat is just courting death!}

{Or maybe he’s just asking for an autograph?}

{I don’t think so, look at him, that fool is really challenging Lord Doom!}

~----~

Meng Wu Ya smirked, eyes burning.

His blade gleamed.

"Lord Doom".

His voice carried across the battlefield.

"Fight me".

"Free for all, no rules, no limits".

"Let’s see if you’re as untouchable as they say".