Translator: Hellscythe_ Editor: Hellscythe_
Many players sighed in relief at Weissman's arrival.
The Mechanical Slayer was too strong. Even though so many guards had attempted to slow its assault, over 50,000 players had died. Moreover, turned several White River City streets into ruins.
If given more time, the Slayer would have slaughtered every player in White River City. Meanwhile, the city itself would become nothing more than rubble.
Despite being only a Level 50 Mutant High Lord, the Mechanical Slayer had caused so much damage. If dozens of such powerful monsters appeared, wouldn't they obliterate White River City?
However, among all of the players present, only Shi Feng understood how powerful a Mutant was. An ordinary High Lord could never be so strong.
Mutants were considered natural disasters.
"I wonder which is stronger: a Great Wizard or a Mutant." At this moment, Shi Feng stood far from the commotion, quietly observing Weissman and the Slayer's every action.
Great Wizard was a Tier 4 class. Even in Star-Moon Kingdom, Weissman was one of the heavyweights. Such a powerhouse would only offer protection to a major city like White River City. Smaller cities would only be guarded by Tier 3 NPCs at best.
Meanwhile, the Mechanical Slayer was also unique. It was a Mutant that had transformed from a High Lord. If classified as a Tier, Shi Feng's initial judgment placed the Mechanical Slayer at Tier 3 Upper-rank. Otherwise, it could not have defeated a Tier 2 Guard General so effortlessly.
At this moment, the Level 200 Weissman and the Level 50 Mechanical Slayer were only 30 yards apart, staring each other down.
The level gap between the two was very wide. No matter how one looked at it, they were not equals. Yet, when Weissman and the Slayer stood together, nobody felt any sense of disharmony from looking at them.
"A Mutant? No wonder the guards could not defeat it." Weissman did not rush to attack the Mechanical Slayer. Instead, he carefully observed the Mutant. He then shifted his gaze towards his surroundings. The spacious streets around him no longer possessed the splendor they had in the past. There were collapsed buildings everywhere, and this caused Weissman's gentle gaze to chill with anger.
Suddenly, Wiessman's body exuded an intimidating authority. Even while standing hundreds of yards away, everyone could feel their bodies grow heavy, their breath quickening.
As this authority grew increasingly powerful, some ordinary players who had withstood the pressure suddenly crouched, their faces filled with fear while their bodies trembled.
Authority was intangible, and it could not physically influence substantial change. This was closer to spiritual pressure. It was an instinctual warning for when living creatures faced an enemy that was far superior, alerting them to the danger.
Humans had long since detached themselves from the various threats of mother nature, so their instincts were extremely weak. However, due to God's Domain, players began to recover these instincts gradually.
Although players had recovered these senses, they still sorely lacked spiritual training. As a result, many were unable to withstand Weissman's authority and had crouched in fear.
Aside from exuding his frightening authority, Weissman had also enveloped an area one hundred yards around him as his Magic Domain. As long as one were within this Domain, the magic would suppress their strength unless they possessed equal or stronger magic. Simultaneously, this Magic Domain also strengthened Weissman. This was a frightening aspect of Tier 4 classes.
