Global Game: I Can Choose Instance Rewards-Chapter 628 - 413: Cleanup and Message Transmission

In the small mountain town, the demons continued their rampage everywhere, but the situation was now completely different from before.

This is because the four strongest Demon Generals suddenly died collectively, and the human resistance forces that were restrained by them were now free, able to focus on dealing with the ordinary demons, who were much weaker compared to the Demon Generals.

Although these demons were numerous, without elite leaders to share the pressure, their complete annihilation was foreseeable.

At this moment, Wang Zhifan walked out from the small house where he had been hiding, a slightly bored expression on his face. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

His plan when coming here was to have a grand battle with the Demon Generals, then use all his abilities to achieve final victory. However, the result was entirely different from what he imagined; he had killed the Demon Generals in a single round, so much so that they never even saw him as their opponent before dying.

"Could I have been wrong? Is the difficulty of this mission not actually that high?"

Wang Zhifan now felt this doubt in his heart.

He then pondered it in his mind, concluding that he couldn’t jump to conclusions easily; he would need to kill a hundred Demon Generals or the Demon Venerable to accumulate enough samples, otherwise, it was just a singular case, proving nothing.

"Then let’s help clean up this place first."

Feeling a bit bored, Wang Zhifan began to take action, his figure instantly splitting into five, with one clone sent out in each direction - east, south, west, and north - to provide support, while his main self remained in place to use the power of ice for precise strikes.

In fact, if he didn’t care about the expenditure, he could easily use a large-scale ice power to instantly kill all the enemies in the town, but the problem was he didn’t like this flamboyant and wasteful style.

Killing all the enemies instantly was indeed satisfying and impressive, but how could he replenish the ice power consumed in such a short time? What would he do if he encountered a powerful enemy later that required a large amount of ice power? The overall consideration was always more important than temporary pleasure.

Thus, in this situation where the overall battle was quickly favoring the human side, some mysterious powers further amplified this trend.

On the town’s streets, a young Daoist quietly jumped onto the rooftop, forming a sword technique with his hands, controlling a flying sword to attack three demons gnawing on corpses in the street.

His Sword Control Skill seemed quite adept; amidst the flashes of sword light, one demon failed to react in time and was directly decapitated by him with his flying sword.

However, the other two demons reacted immediately after their companion was attacked. They split up and charged toward the young Daoist, one leaping a yard high and ten yards far directly towards him, while the other suddenly spread its bare flesh wings from its back, tracing an arc in the air to chase the young Daoist.

"Gentle Wind Accompanying!"

Despite being young, the Daoist wasn’t flustered in such a situation. He controlled the flying sword to turn back and defend him with one hand while using Wind Manipulation Skill to start flying backward, intending to use a kiting strategy to eliminate the two demons chasing him ahead.

In this way, he had to pay attention to quite a few things at once: keep an eye on the attack route of the two demons, control the flying sword for an assault, and maintain the Wind Manipulation Skill to handle his own retreat path.

If he could quickly eliminate the enemies before him, the complexity wouldn’t be a big issue for a short duration. But as it happened, he momentarily neglected his side and rear due to his dispersed focus.

There, beneath the corpse of a townsman, a tubular proboscis suddenly extended out, aimed at the young Daoist still flying backward in the sky.

The Daoist didn’t notice he was being targeted by something, his mind still focused on controlling the flying sword to slay the enemies in front of him.

But suddenly, a mass of blood-colored light shot upward from the strange proboscis below, reaching the Daoist in an instant, faster than the blink of an eye.

This caused the protective aura around him to instantly dim, with bloodstains attaching to him, producing a sensation of paralysis and pain all over his body.

"Not good!"

In that instant, the young Daoist shouted in panic mid-air, uncontrollably plummeting downward.

He didn’t know what just happened, or who attacked him, but he knew his current state was very dire. If his body didn’t recover in a second or two, it would be enough for the two demons pursuing him to kill him twice over.

The situation indeed headed toward the worst outcome. As the Daoist desperately circulated his power but felt his body rigid like a wooden dummy, he saw the two demons already within a yard’s distance.

Moreover, the demons were intelligent; instead of rushing together, they divided to launch a pincer attack from the front and rear, making it difficult for him to defend both sides even if he launched a counterattack.

"Flying sword! Flying sword!"

Under the threat of death, the young Daoist shouted in his mind, unleashing all his potential, moving his fingers to urge the sword technique, making the flying sword two yards away return to defend at top speed.

His desperate efforts paid off; the flying sword suddenly seemed invigorated, its speed instantly surging as it shot toward one of the charging demons, hoping to achieve a double kill before he was slain.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A blood-red beam, as if with precise foresight, cut through the air like lightning from below, hitting the flying sword in its burst state!

The Daoist weapon cried out mournfully, the sword body trembling violently twice, then, like its master, uncontrollably fell to the ground!