With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 660 OI! Who exactly are you?

Not to be outdone, the mage slammed his staff into the ground and said slowly, "I bet five seconds. Within five seconds, Lord Ironbone's Shield Bash will shatter this person's shield."

"Three seconds." The assassin held up three fingers.

"One second." The soldier was even more ruthless.

Crack Stone was amused by his teammates' reactions and burst into laughter. He tapped his axe handle on the ground twice, like he was drumming.

After listening, Lin Tian's clone nodded slightly.

Level 55, SSS-rank talent, one of the five most powerful members of the Three-Eyed Clan.

It seems that not only did they catch a fish, but a big one at that.

Lin Tian's clone estimated the time.

The projection has less than fifteen minutes remaining.

Fifteen minutes later, the projection will automatically disappear, whether he likes it or not.

Fifteen minutes is enough for him to do a lot of things, but not enough for another round of fishing.

Then let's just take care of them all at once.

He raised his head, glanced at Ironbone in the distance, and then at the twenty three-eyed tribesmen in front of him who were still laughing, his expression unchanged.

Seeing that Lin Tian didn't speak, Lie Shi assumed that he was frightened.

"Hey!" Lie Shi shouted, tapping the ground with the handle of his axe to draw Lin Tian's attention back. "Who exactly are you? You can't possibly be from Continent 9527, can you? The average level of people from Continent 9527 is only around level 37 or 38. Are you an intelligent being from the Misty Continent?"

Lin Tian's clone tilted his head slightly and grinned.

"you guess."

Lie Shi's smile froze.

It wasn't because those two words were particularly frightening, but because of the expression on that person's face when they said them—it wasn't fear, nor was it guilt, but rather a condescending, playful expression.

It's like an adult watching a child showing off their toys. The adult doesn't want to shatter the child's dream, so they just smile and say, "Guess."

Lie Shi tightened his grip on the axe handle.

"you--"

..........

"Splitting stone".

The sound of ashes came from behind, not loud, but very clear.

"return."

Lie Shi's words stuck in his throat.

He turned his head and saw Ash standing next to Ironbone, his face solemn—not the kind of solemnity that comes from joking around, but the solemnity of someone seriously thinking about something.

Ash rarely showed this expression.

After meeting him, Ash always had the "I'm not afraid even if the sky falls" attitude.

He was laughing when fighting the boss, he was laughing when being chased, and he was even laughing when the whole team almost wiped out last time.

But at this moment, there was no smile on Ash's face.

Lie Shi hesitated for half a second, then put away his axe and turned to walk back.

The nineteen people behind him followed.

The archer dropped his joking grin, quickly caught up, and asked in a low voice, "Captain, what's wrong? Ash looks a bit off."

"Shut up, let's go back first," said Crack Stone without turning around.

The monk jogged to catch up, glancing back at Lin Tian's clone as he ran to make sure the clone wasn't following. He then breathed a sigh of relief: "That person... didn't you guys think he was weird? You know, that... indescribable feeling."

"I think so too," the assassin said in a low voice. "He wasn't flustered at all when he heard that Lord Ironbone was coming. A normal person would have run away long ago."

"Alright, alright, stop scaring yourself." Lie Shi said this, but his pace noticeably quickened.

Everyone was walking very fast.

They retreated from Lin Tian's clone and returned to the location where Ash and Ironbone were.

When someone passed by Ironbone, they couldn't help but glance at him again—one of the Five Pupils, a level 55 tank, was a god-like figure in their eyes.

Crackstone walked up to Ash, panting, and asked, "Ash, what's wrong? Why did you call us back?"

Ash did not answer, but looked at Ironbone.

Iron Bone's gaze remained fixed on the mysterious man fifty meters away, never wavering.

"Can't be broken?" Iron Bone asked Crack Stone.

Lie Shi paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile and spread his hands: "Sir, to be honest, we couldn't break through it at all. Twenty of us focused our fire on the same spot, and after three seconds, the shield only flashed once. It was like... like throwing a stone into the water, it swirled around and disappeared."

Tie Gu nodded slightly, then asked, "Has he made a move?"

"No," Lie Shi shook his head. "He didn't leave the scene even once from beginning to end. He just stood there and let us hit him."

Iron Bones' brows furrowed even more.

Ash spoke up at this moment, his voice very soft, as if afraid of being heard by the person in the distance: "Ironbone, I feel something is wrong. He knows you are one of the Five Eyes and brought forty people with you, yet he doesn't move an inch."

Shi Chui chimed in from the side, "Either he's really strong enough to not care, or he simply doesn't know what fear is."

"Or both," Ironbone said.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Then Ironbone took the shield off his arm, held it in his hand, and took a step forward.

"I'll test him," Ironbone said. "All of you, step back fifty meters. If I can't hold on, retreat immediately, don't worry about me."

Ash wanted to say something, but after seeing Ironbone's eyes, he swallowed his words.

"Understood," Ash said.

Then he turned around and waved to everyone: "Everyone back off! Back off to a hundred meters away!"

Crackstone was stunned for a moment: "A hundred meters? Ash Bro, is that really necessary?"

"Retreat," Ash said, uttering only one word.

Lie Shi asked no more questions, picked up his axe, and led his men to run away.

More than forty people retreated quickly, the sound of footsteps and the scraping of armor blending together, like a tide receding.

Ironbone stood alone, looking at the mysterious figure in the distance, and slowly raised his shield.

Lin Tian's clone stood there, watching the crowd recede, leaving only a figure clad in heavy black armor.

He glanced at the time.

Projection time remaining: 14 minutes.

enough.

Lin Tian's clone did not pursue.

He stood there, watching the twenty people walk away from him and back to Ash, his expression unchanged.

He even retracted the magic shield—the translucent barrier disappeared from his body, revealing his original appearance.

It wasn't because he felt there was no danger, but because he simply didn't need to.

Even if he stood still and let them hit him, they couldn't move him.

Lin Tian's clone raised his head and looked towards the ashes.

Ash was speaking quietly to Ironbone, while the other team members were regrouping.

Some people are checking the durability of their equipment, some are drinking recovery potions to replenish their mana, and some are taking stock of the consumables in their backpacks.

The twenty people moved in perfect unison, without any panic or argument.