Old Mo, having unlocked the seventh Shock Gate, now possessed power no less than the Fla Demon Race Leader, and the leader even seed to be on the verge of retreat.
The other mbers of the Fla Demon Race, with the cooperation of nurous Water Elent Players and Fire Elent Players, were also utterly routed. Covered in magma, the Fla Demons found their fiery armor continually extinguished under the players’ strategy of encirclent and flooding. Yes, utterly extinguished! In less than an hour, within the enclosure of the Earth Array Wall, most of the Fla Demons were drowned alive.
So who tried to fly up were also sward and beaten down by the other players. Dung Beetle, carrying his Large Wolf Fang Club, would fly up and brutally strike down any Fla Demon that dared to erge. After several such encounters, many Fla Demons had already given up. A few unlucky ones were dragged down and forcibly held underwater by a group of players.
At this point, the water level was still rising. Faced with the coordinated onslaught of the players, the Fla Demons were already showing signs of a complete rout.
"There’s an Integration Realm Fla Demon over there that hasn’t died yet—it just climbed up! Who’s coming with to take it down?"
", , ! I haven’t killed a single Fla Demon yet! Bro, take with you!"
"Holy shit, are you guys insane? It’s just one Fla Demon on its last legs, and you mobilized over a hundred people for it?"
"Seeing you guys are even more depraved than , I can rest easy."
"..."
Whenever players saw a Fla Demon climb up, a large group would imdiately rush over to swarm it. The Fla Demons were, to put it mildly, in utter misery. They had never expected such a frenzied counterattack from the Human Race. To kill them, such despicable thods were employed. So ruthless!
"Help, help, help..."
An Integration Realm Fla Demon caught a player, pinning him firmly against the Earth Array Wall. The player frantically called for help from the other players around. This Integration Realm Fla Demon was extrely strong. Although surrounded and beaten by several players, it showed no fear. On the contrary, it had single-handedly managed to kill over a dozen players.
The current environnt was unfavorable to them. Even so, an Integration Realm Fla Demon ultimately held a considerable advantage due to its higher realm. Just as it was about to twist off this player’s head, a figure flashed by.
BANG!
The Integration Realm Fla Demon felt its body shatter as it was sent flying uncontrollably. Magma spewed continuously from its mouth, and the lava covering its body dimd slightly.
When it stabilized and looked up, Old Mo, dragging the Fla Demon Race Leader who was barely breathing, leaped in front of it.
"You Fla Demons don’t seem very strong. It’s the Demon Race that truly inspires a fighting spirit."
Old Mo dropped the body of the Fla Demon Race Leader in front of the Integration Realm Fla Demon. This condescending, looking-down-from-above gaze made this Integration Realm Fla Demon feel humiliated. How dare these puny humans look down on them like this? Previously, they had always been the ones to look down upon the Human Race. Never had they imagined the tables would turn so completely.
"You’re not from the Southern Continent; are you from the Central Domain?" The Fla Demon gritted its teeth. "The Central Domain is intervening? Aren’t you afraid our Royal Family will declare war on your Human Race?"
Such strength filled the Fla Demon with despair. So they instinctively assud the Disciples of the Yanhuang Sect were from the Central Domain. But was that truly the case?
Old Mo shook his head. "I’m not from the Central Domain. We are Disciples of the Profound Yellow Sect, all from the Northern Wilderness."
What?! The Northern Wilderness? A place unsuitable for any race to live, could actually harbor such a formidable Human Race presence? Impossible!
The Integration Realm Fla Demon couldn’t believe it, yet the truth was undeniable.
Old Mo, looking at him, asked softly, "How do you wish to die now? I can grant you a dignified end."
The Fla Demon coughed again, spewing a large amount of magma. That previous kick had been enough to claim its life.
"Human Race, don’t be arrogant! These Hundred Thousand Great Mountains are filled with our Demon Race. You people will only beco our captives!"
The mont its words fell, Old Mo stomped down, directly crushing the Integration Realm Fla Demon’s Demon Core. In an instant, it fell silent. And the Fla Demon Race Leader, who was barely breathing, shattered its own Demon Core in despair upon witnessing this. They were both dead.
All the Fla Demons who had co out this ti were dead. Their territory in the Eastern Region had long since been plundered by the players. Now, the Demon Race was effectively devoid of the Fla Demon Race’s presence. Perhaps in a few hundred years, new Fla Demons might be born among the Demon Race. However, that was a matter for centuries later.
The players couldn’t care less about such things. Earning Contribution Points was all that mattered.
mbers of the House of Evolution collected the Fla Demon corpses one by one and then, on the side, eagerly began dissecting them. Their skillful technique drew surprised glances from many players.
Even ng Fenggu and his group, watching the players dissect the Demon Race mbers, couldn’t help but feel a chill.
So ruthless! Aren’t even the corpses spared? And judging by their technique, they’ve clearly had a lot of practice dissecting. What kind of background did these Disciples of the Profound Yellow Sect have?
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