MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Vampire God

Boro was a tier 5 Archer and was quite adept in situational awareness.

Before the fight had started on this planet, a sizable contingent of forces and some of his strongest troops were recalled with urgency towards the capital planet.

Apparently the capital forces had received confirm news about Captain Ravan intending to lead his forces to stage an attack on the capital in the coming days and hence additional security was requested from all subsidiary planets.

Not only did Boro send one third of the total forces to lend aid, he had also sent two of his best surface to air defensive weapons, hoping that they would destroy the enemy ships when they enter dombivali

Had it not been mandatory for him to stay on the Paratus clan capital, he would have also left the planet himself to help the efforts at Dombivli.

Only now did Boro realise that the news he had received before was a complete ruse, the rebels never intended to go for the capital, they had their sights set on this planet from the start.

By sending his defensive weapons and his best troops away, Boro had played right into Ravan's hands as various ideas about how he did it passed his mind including a forged letter from the authorities, until he finally arrived at the correct conclusion.

He was not the only one that had been fooled, the entire Kingsman clan was fooled, alongside hundreds of thousands of soldiers that had been called to the capital.

Defending this planet now was nearly impossible, the rebels outnumbered their forces greatly, however, there was still hope if Boro was able to defeat all the high ranking members in this battlefield and then level the rest of the troops using his AOE spells.

Hence shifting his attention to the other two giants still rampaging through his defensive lines, Boro shot another two power shots killing the giants and shifting his focus towards the approaching party of Max, Sebastian and about 40 tier 4 warriors.

" Captain Ravan, I'm a huge fan, thankyou for your contributions towards the clan on the front lines.

It's truly regretful that your lover is the Paratus clan bastard, if not we would not be at odds against each other today " Boro said as he shot an arrow towards Max which was divided into 10 different arrows mid-air all aiming for Max's body.

[ Fire Wall ]

Without a moment's hesitation, Max activated the Fire Wall to protect himself and the men behind him from the arrows, as the arrows melted upon coming in contact with the flames.

" I wish I could be as excited about meeting you as you are to meet me, but honestly all I know about you is your name.

Maybe if you managed to achieve something tangible in your life you would not be so unknown today " Max said as he tried to get under the skin of the enemy, trying to see if he could provoke his wrath and force him to commit a mistake.

Boro looked to be irked, the comment definitely made his eyes cringe, however, it was not enough for him to lose his temper.

" You have a sharp tongue, hero " Boro said as he used the skill [ Rapid Shot ]

Shooting fast rounds of arrows towards Max and company.

" Netherbeasts go " Max said as he commanded the Netherbeasts to charge at Boro, while he activated [ Flame Armour ] and was covered in majestic flames in his upper body, looking like the embodiment of the flame god himself.

The tanks amongst the tier 4 warriors combined their defensive prowess and created a shield wall to advance, as they steadily blocked damage for the rest of the group as they slowly advanced towards Boro.

Max's Netherbeasts dodged a few arrows from Boro, before Boro realised that he could not let the beasts close in on himself too much as he deactivated the rapid shot skill and used [ Triple Shot ] to accurately kill three of Max's 15 Netherbeasts at a time.

He wasted a precious few seconds being forced to deal with the creatures which allowed the rest of the warriors to gain considerable distance against him as by the time Boro looked up, there were roughly 10 mage spells headed for his location.

' Crap, too close ' Boro thought, as he activated a defensive artefact he always carried on himself, creating a light shield that minimised the strengths of the blasts directed at him.

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Boro received very minor injuries, despite being bombarded by 10 spells at once, however the artefact he used had visible cracks over it, meaning that he would not be able to rely on it to minimise damage much longer.

Boro began to retreat, as an Archer, his greatest advantage was his superior range compared to his enemy, which is why his favourite range to engage in combat was having a distance of 75-100m between himself and his Target.

The closer the enemy came, the harder it became for him to dodge counter attacks and quickly change directions to tackle multiple enemies, however, the relentless rebels did not seem to give up the chase as they constantly bothered Boro in his retreat.

' Fuck, If I use that, it will utilise a sizeable chunk of my mana, but if I don't use it, they won't let me retreat ' Boro thought as he contemplated on whether or not he should use his tier 5 attack, but after a lot of contemplation he decided to use it afterall.

Chanting a spell, Boro pulled the string of his bow without loading an arrow as he rested his head against the Bow handle and chanted something in what seemed to be ancient elvish.

Max felt his skin tingle as he saw this as he felt like there was some great danger coming, as while he could not directly see mana currents like god's, Max could feel that the surrounding air was suddenly converging towards Boro and something big was about to happen

" TAKE COVER ". Max shouted, relying on his instincts as he instructed the troops around him.