Swhoosh!

A draconic image surrounded the Purple Ying Sword as I sent it spiraling toward the enemy. It penetrated a group of archers and warriors and spilled their fresh blood across the grass, dying the morning dew red. Most of them didn’t even seem to know where the attack had come from.

After I caught the returning Purple Ying Sword, I spurred the Armored Ice Qilin Horse to cut across the forest horizontally at full speed. Almost 200 yards later, I burst out of a shrub and fired Burning Blade Slash at the enemy’s mages and priests. Caught completely off-guard, they were unable to survive my skill. Normally, a mage was 2 or 3 levels higher than a fighter, meaning that killing them would net me more experience. Every bit counted especially since I was now a Level 200 player.

"Roar roar roar…"

At the same time, the Phantom Wolf King jumped out of its hexagram again and let out an angry roar. An instant later, it dropped a Purgatory Storm right on top of a group of archers.

I dove deeper into the enemy party while the Phantom Wolf King was covering for me. I was absolutely confident that this party of players was of no threat to me.

……

"Watch out! It’s that demon...