Li Xiaofei turned to look back. He saw Hu Tie of the Mythic Mercenary Group standing in the distance, his entire body trembling uncontrollably as if countless invisible threads were manipulating his every movement. Cracking sounds echoed as his bones shifted and twisted, and his limbs contorted like twisted rope. Blood began to gush from beneath his armor.0

In the blink of an eye, his entire body was wrung dry like a soaked towel, every drop of blood forced out with terrifying efficiency. His desiccated and shattered corpse crashed down on the mountain of corpses, becoming yet another insignificant addition to its towering mass. The blood, meanwhile, flowed into the waterfall.0

Everyone had expressions of shock and horror. They had been just a few steps away, yet they had no idea what had just happened. There hadn’t...0