Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 846 242: Spirit Breath World, Natural Disaster Rampages



The fist suddenly struck, and the red air flow instantly condensed into a violent qi-blood energy wave, rushing towards the Spirit Breath Warrior's line like a giant red dragon.

Boom!

The qi-blood shock wave swept across the Spirit Breath Warriors, their biological armor shattered instantly, their bodies crushed by enormous impact force.

The red air flow continued to rampage forward, tearing apart the buildings on both sides, creating a dust wave that flew forward along the street.

Boom!

The second punch followed closely, smashing forward.

Dozens of Spirit Breath Warriors died in an instant, the Spirit Breath Warriors behind them were also shaken by this power, vomiting blood, their internal organs shattered.

"Hahaha, this is too weak."

The close combat player couldn't help but laugh heartily, his voice filled with pleasure.

His fist swung out again, the red air flow forming a huge fist shadow in the air, fiercely striking the Spirit Breath Warriors' line.

Boom!

The fist shadow fell, the ground instantly cracked, the fractures spreading like a spider web.

The defense formation formed by the Spirit Breath Warriors completely collapsed under the fist shadow, a large number of Spirit Breath Warriors' bodies were torn apart by Gang Qi, their flesh and biological armor fragments flying in the air.

The red air flow continued its rampage, dyeing everything around in blood color.

Facing this close combat player, fear gradually filled the hearts of the Spirit Breath Warriors.

Their proud tough bodies seemed as fragile as paper before this terrifying invader.

Defense had lost its meaning.

In their eyes, every punch from the wicked invader was like the scythe of death, capable of easily reaping their lives.

Just then, a Spirit Breath Warrior hiding among the building ruins suddenly leapt up.

With a determined expression, it raised its claw blade high, the sharp blade slicing through the air, aiming fiercely at the neck of the close combat player from behind.

This strike gathered all its strength, vowing to decapitate the player.

But before the claw blade could even touch the player's skin, it was blocked by a layer of red air flow.

The air flow was solid as substance, the claw blade unable to advance a single inch further.

The Spirit Breath Warrior let out a powerful roar, its biological armor groaning under the strain.

It pressed its claw blade firmly against the red air flow, trying to tear it apart.

But no matter how hard it exerted, the red air flow remained immovable, like an insurmountable chasm.

At this moment, the close combat player turned his head, glancing at the Spirit Breath Warrior attacking from behind.

The next second, the red air flow suddenly erupted, like a violent torrent pushing the Spirit Breath Warrior away.

Its body drew an arc in the air, crashing heavily onto the ground dozens of meters away, raising a cloud of dust.

The Spirit Breath Warrior struggled to rise, looking down at its claw blade.

The originally sharp blade tip was shattered, the arm trembling intensely from the recoil, the surface of the biological armor covered in fine cracks, energy patterns dim and without light.

"How can this be..." it mumbled to itself, its voice filled with unmistakable fear.

At this moment, reflected in its eyes was the silhouette of the close combat player, the red air flow burning like flame on his body, resembling an invincible god of slaughter.

This was not war, but slaughter!

Their desperate resistance seemed so ridiculous before this figure.

Despair filled the heart of the Spirit Breath Warrior, its body trembling slightly from fear, as if its strength was drained in an instant.

Not far away, the close combat player slowly turned, the red air flow churning around him, like a fierce beast ready to strike.

Staring at the Spirit Breath Warrior who attacked him, the close combat player curled his lips into a cruel smile:

"I really hate ambushes, this one's for the end of this life, be careful in the next."

He swung out a heavy punch, the red air flow condensing into a violent qi-blood energy wave in the air, instantly swallowing the Spirit Breath Warrior. The most update n0vels are published on novelFire.net

The Spirit Breath Warrior's body disintegrated within the energy wave, flesh and biological armor turning into powder, drifting with the wind.

The battle ended, the close combat player stood firm, a blood vomiting mark rising above his head.

Immediately, qi-blood rose from the ground, converging towards him.

During the blood bar recovery process, the close combat player felt immensely powerful.

"Blowing up fish is such fun."

Just then, a huge figure appeared in front.

A gigantic green lizard advanced fiercely, buildings collapsing in its path, atop the lizard stood a player with arms crossed and an arrogant stance.

As he passed by, the player atop the lizard glanced at him from a distance, then turned his gaze forward once more.

"Whoa, a monster stream mount, that dude's amazing!"

Seeing the passer-by local riding a 'Shattering' Life Soul Form lizard, the close combat player's eyes couldn't hide his envy.

Of all factions, players with monster streams absolutely stand at the top of the disdain chain.

No matter how many Spirit Breath Warriors he kills, he can't match this level.

"Hey dude, can you give me a ride?" Thinking this, he sent him a private message.

"Scram, she's my girlfriend, you think I'll let you ride?"

Close combat player: ...

"What's the big deal, once my cousin gets the Monster World qualification, I can have a mount too."

He mumbled with a pout, using Gang Qi to soar, continuing to search for hunting targets.

In the northwest corner of the city, among the broken building cluster, a shadow silently swept past like the shadow of death.

His right hand held a blood-colored dagger in reverse grip, its blade emanating a dark red glow, as if a weapon soaked in countless departed souls.

The player's steps were as light as a cat, his form leaping and advancing through building debris, each time needing only a toe point to propel his body far.

Before long, this assassin stream player found his prey.

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