Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1486 - 383: A New Legend Is Born!_3

At the same time, his Right Hand pointed at the Magician in midair.The Magician’s body went rigid in an instant; Rebel Throat flicked his finger, and a highly compressed "Spirit Shock Bomb" shot out, striking the Magician across the distance and knocking him unconscious.

The next second, his falling body was shrouded by Evil Wind and instantly shredded into dust.

The 8th victory, the opponent was a Thunder Giant brandishing a Rune Warhammer, terrifying in Strength, the Warhammer’s swings carrying innate Thunder Power, its Roar shaking the mind.

At the start, the giant let out a crazed howl and launched a charge, Warhammer wrapped in ten thousand tons of Thunder smashing down, its Momentum astonishing.

Facing the ferocious charge, Rebel Throat still didn’t move, silver eyes flickering slightly.

The ground beneath the giant’s feet instantly softened, turning into quicksand, and finally into a quagmire.

This time was a teaching demo of combining Water Element and Earth Element.

The Thunder Giant’s Frenzy Strength slammed into the mire and was mostly absorbed and buffered, trapping it deep within.

At this moment Rebel Throat lifted one hand upward in a false support; the thick Thunder bursting from the giant’s Warhammer was forcibly guided by him, converging into his palm like a docile stream, compressed into a crackling, dazzling Thunder Ball, then the Thunder Ball was granted the Thunderbolt Attribute, instantly turning violent, filled with Destruction Strength.

The giant struggled, trying to pull out its legs, only to see Rebel Throat gently push the Thunder Ball in his hand forward.

The Thunder Ball shot out, struck the giant’s chest, charring its whole body black with electricity as it crashed heavily to the ground.

Its life force was also devoured clean by the Thunder Ball’s continued rampage...

Battle after battle, floor after floor.

Rebel Throat’s combat style completely upended players’ understanding of Magic System combat patterns.

"Distance equals safety" was the universally acknowledged combat logic of the Magic System.

In players’ cognition of the class system, casters were supposed to hide in the back and "biu~biu~biu"; going Close Combat was basically asking to die.

But in Rebel Throat’s hands, Elements switched freely, both offensive and defensive.

It was like an Elemental symphony, and he was the sole conductor.

Wherever his will reached, earth, water, wind, fire... all were loyal performers, playing a Destruction movement for him.

Throughout, besides driving Elements, he was constantly transforming and reshaping Elements.

Flames could turn into an indestructible earth shield, flowing water could condense into an unstoppable ice spear, gales were woven into shackles of confinement, or into Evil Wind that sliced everything apart.

The earth could, at his single thought, change from solid to quicksand or hard rock.

He could even rapidly perform Decomposition on the Elemental Energy used by his opponent, extracting Energy from their Attacks at a discount and converting it for his own use.

In his streak of consecutive victories, Rebel Throat, in an invincible posture, elegantly crushed opponent after opponent.

Every single battle ended in an extremely short span of time.

He didn’t even let any opponent touch the hem of his clothes the entire time.

The number of players and visitors in the livestream room exploded during this period.

Forum posts about "Rebel Throat" kept flooding the screen.

All players realized they were witnessing the birth of a new Legend.

Finally, under countless shocked and incredulous gazes.

Rebel Throat stepped onto the arena leading to the thirteenth victory.

As long as he won this one more match, the Peak record set by "Phase Kill" would be broken.

The entire Competition Faction circle, and even the forums, all focused their attention here at this moment.

In the preparation room, Rebel Throat still wore a blank expression, waiting for the next battle to arrive.

The Combat Power advantage brought by spending money had completely vanished.

But thirteen victories were within arm’s reach; he would go all out to cross that line.

The players in the livestream room had gone from initial curiosity, to later frenzy, and now to outright reverence.

The barrage of comments exploded across the screen:

"Too cool, no wonder this guy is the strongest rookie of this batch. His fights are literally art. Then I look at our own dumb-cute Mage, and I get so mad I smack him on the head—sit down, watch carefully, learn properly, and try to become someone."

"Just how many Elements does he even know? He’s already shown more than 18 types, right? An All-Purpose Mage?"

"Elegant, way too elegant. It feels like he doesn’t even need to move—full-time spiritual power combat, I’m seriously shaken. The world of the strong is something we ordinary players really can’t comprehend; we’re playing the same game, how can you be this strong."

Finally, under countless eyes locked on the livestream, Rebel Throat stepped onto the arena leading to the thirteenth victory.

The twelve-win streak before this.

The viewers in the livestream hadn’t even seen where Rebel Throat’s limits were.

At this moment, all players were hoping he could break the "Phase Kill" record.

Once the feeling of weightlessness faded, Rebel Throat’s figure appeared in the "Skytop Arena" leading to 13 victories.

The scene was a massive arena, a starry sky overhead, and beneath his feet a surface smooth as a mirror, reflecting the countless Stars on the dome.

All around were slowly rotating nebulae and shattered star remains.

And Rebel Throat’s opponent also made their entrance at this moment.

As the Blood Light dissipated, Rebel Throat’s gaze locked onto a figure a hundred meters away, draped in a star-blue Magic Robe.

Its face was hidden in the hood’s shadow; only the jawline and a pair of eyes burning with ghostly blue soul fire could be seen.

He activated Decomposition scan, and the target’s information surfaced in Rebel Throat’s mind.

[Starfire Night (original name: Night Beneath the Starry Flame)]:

Hunting Level: Level 148.

Target description: Core member of the Cannon Control Clan Elder Council, a tactical master with multiple invasion war experiences, who commands the Starfire Calculation Element. This Element possesses basic environmental Perception and friend-foe analysis ability, able to perform real-time simulations based on opponent characteristics and battlefield environment, continuously optimizing Attack frequency and Energy structure, combining both offense and defense.

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After appearing, Starfire Night hovered above the ground, lifted by the Starfire Calculation Element, several Mysterious Runes circling around him, constantly self-calculating and recombining, radiating surging Energy Fluctuation.