Woke Up to Find the Game I Made Came True

The battle was about to erupt.

The yellow sand swept up by the strange wind quickly grew denser, reducing visibility to almost zero—so low that one could barely see their own outstretched hand.

Amid the swirling sand, numerous shadowy figures emerged, encircling the group.

"Sand-controlling mages! Damn it, I should’ve prepared more of these! Colin, protect the employer!"

Roland barked orders as she hurled several metal orbs into the sandstorm. The moment the orbs left her gloved hand, they gleamed with energy, extending six sharp, spinning blades that sliced through the storm toward the lurking figures.

This was one of the signature skills of an alchemist—the [Miniature Shredder].

Meanwhile, Roland and the other guards pulled out windproof goggles from their packs and put them on. However, there weren’t enough to spare for Ye Bai and the caravan team.

"Boom!"

"They’re coming!"

The clashing of weapons and the firing of guns erupted from the perimeter of the group.

Despite the guards’ fierce resistance, they quickly found themselves at a disadvantage.

Even with the goggles, the guards could only protect their eyes from the sand—their combat vision remained severely limited. Meanwhile, the ambushers hidden in the sandstorm were fully prepared, their bodies shimmering with a faint yellow glow, a sign of some special power shielding them from the storm’s interference.

At this critical moment, Colin—who had been assigned by Roland to protect the employer—swung his energy hammer, smashing aside an attack from a scarf-wrapped raider. When he turned back, however, he realized the employer, who had been right beside him moments ago, had vanished.

"Employer?!"

Colin panicked, frantically scanning the area, only to spot Ye Bai standing motionless a short distance away, having somehow dismounted from the packhorse. A thin white light enveloped them, pulsing with spiritual energy.

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Colin was both shocked and relieved. Nothing was more reassuring in the midst of an ambush than discovering that the person they thought needed protection actually had the power to defend themselves. Moreover, it seemed their employer was a spellcaster—not only capable of self-defense but also a potential combat asset.

The guards were steadily losing ground. Given Roland’s team’s usual level of assignments, they had never faced raiders of this caliber before. The caravans they had previously escorted had never carried goods as valuable as Ye Bai’s, meaning they had never attracted such formidable enemies.

The strength of raiding parties was often proportional to the average combat level of the group they targeted. With Ye Bai—a level 40, second-tier professional—among them, the enemies had scaled up accordingly.

Just as Roland was considering abandoning the cargo, a pure, radiant light suddenly burst forth from the rear of the group.

The light spread across a twenty-meter radius, instantly pushing back the sandstorm and leaving behind only a gentle breeze. The guards’ minds cleared, and their vision, once clouded by the yellow haze, sharpened to normal.

Within this illuminated zone, their attackers were revealed. Contrary to expectations, there weren’t as many as they had thought—only eight or nine, and not all of them were even professionals. Their advantage had relied entirely on the cover of the sandstorm.

Roland and the others turned toward the source of the light—their employer, Ye Bai.

[Light’s Purification]: Removes the ‘Blind’ and ‘Fear’ debuffs, while also dispelling magic effects within a 20-meter radius for 20 seconds.

Ye Bai had spent ten seconds channeling to unleash this second-tier light spell.

Seeing this, the guards wasted no time. Seizing the opportunity, they immediately launched a counterattack against the exposed raiders.

But Ye Bai didn’t linger. Without hesitation, they strode forward. From a bird’s-eye view, their group was positioned at the edge of a swirling sandstorm, and at its center was the sand-controlling mage—the very target Ye Bai had come for.

Humanoid enemies were always trickier than beasts. Unlike wild monsters, they didn’t just recklessly charge in; if the fight turned against them, they would flee.

Fearing that the sand mage—whom they had only encountered by sheer luck—might escape, Ye Bai quickened their pace toward the target. In their haste, they failed to notice that among the exposed raiders, not all were NPCs. Three of them were players—untransformed, still at levels 18 and 19.

And as fate would have it, these three players had crossed paths with Ye Bai before.

Indeed, they were the same trio who had ambushed Ye Bai’s merchant caravan in Melo City under cover of night.

Back then, their attack had ended in disaster—killed by the mercenary Blaze and his men, they had lost experience, fallen behind in the race to advance their classes, and suffered a massive reputation drop with the Merchant Guild. Ironically, this setback had led them to discover the ‘Outlaw’ gameplay, joining a faction known as the ‘Kro Bandit Gang.’

This raid was part of their faction mission.

It was their third raid so far. The first two, targeting NPC caravans, had gone smoothly. They had assumed this one would be no different—until Ye Bai’s dispel stripped away their greatest advantage.

The players’ hearts sank as they realized their predicament.

Without the sandstorm’s cover, their levels were no match for the guards, who were all first-tier professionals.

"Fall back!"

The NPC raiders, sensing the tide turning, scrambled to retreat beyond the range of [Light’s Purification].

Meanwhile, Ye Bai was already sprinting toward the heart of the sandstorm, charging straight for the sand-controlling mage.

‘-5’, ‘-3’, ‘-1’, ‘-4’…

The closer they got to the storm’s center, the stronger the spell’s damage became—yet against Ye Bai, it was little more than a scratch.

Sand magic was a specialized branch of earth magic, and with their natural resistance and class-based damage reduction, what should have been dozens of points of damage per second was reduced to single digits.

[Sandstorm] was a sustained spell—wide-ranging but low-damage, requiring constant mana expenditure from the caster.

As a Spellbreaker, Ye Bai loved encountering skills like this.

In their earth-elemental return slot, they had already gained an instant-cast [Sandstorm].

For this class, even grazing the edge of a sustained spell was enough to claim it as their own—no need to endure the full brunt of its power.

"Whoosh—"

Gripping their snow-white sword, Ye Bai tore through the sandstorm’s veil like parting a curtain, stepping into its calm center.

Before him appeared a tall, slender figure wrapped in a headscarf—none other than the [Sand Manipulator], the very person Ye Bai had been searching for, one who could peer into the past!

[Sand Manipulator]

Level: 32

Health Points: 20,000/20,000

Skills: Sandstorm, Sand Guardian, ??

Weakness: ??

The [Sand Manipulator] was between levels 30 and 35, possessing an elite template. His relatively low health was due to his spellcaster class.

Seeing Ye Bai’s approach, the Sand Manipulator hastily retreated, halting the release of his sandstorm in the process. Without its cover, the others who had been concealed were now exposed to plain sight.

The Sand Manipulator raised his hand to cast a spell, summoning a Sand Guardian on the spot to attack Ye Bai.

"My turn."

Ye Bai smirked and immediately unleashed a skill, sending the [Sandstorm] he had just acquired right back at his foe.

Whoosh…

The sand swirled violently, and a sandstorm far more expansive and ferocious than before erupted from around Ye Bai, sweeping outward in a raging tempest.

With Ye Bai’s level 40 spell power vastly surpassing that of the level 32 Sand Manipulator, the returned skill was nothing short of a supercharged retaliation.