The thirteen remaining elders were stunned and speechless after seeing Marquis Loumat, the most powerful out of all fourteen of them, die so easily at the hands of a player whose active skills had been sealed. The most important thing was that they needed a minimum of fourteen people plus Akhan to start the ritual that would summon Verus.

But now, one person had died among them, this meant that they would not be able to continue the ritual.

They had been putting pressure on Minhyuk while adjusting the output of their magical attacks and skills to avoid damaging the hexagonal magic circle. However they no longer needed to manage and save their skills anymore.

One of the elders, whose face was still hidden under the hood of his robes, pulled the strings of his bow with all his might. A loud thwack! and the arrow that he nocked on his bow was sent flying toward Minhyuk. But Minhyuk did not dodge; he chose to face it head-on.

‘That archer. He’s been bugging me since a while ago.’

The archer had been keeping Minhyuk in check by sending arrows toward his body non-stop.

Baaaaaaaaaang—

When the arrow struck Minhyuk’s chest, it did not sound like it got stuck on flesh. Instead, it sounded like it exploded as dust suddenly rose in the air and covered everyone’s view.

[Your HP has decreased by 25%.]

It was truly a shocking amount of damage dealt. Even before the archer could revel in this accomplishment, Minhyuk had already appeared in front of the archer, cutting him off all at once.

“Kghhk!” The archer groaned, his body staggering back. Minhyuk immediately caught up to him, his sword stabbing into the archer’s ...