However, just as he was about to get within twenty steps of Luo Yan, a silver flash silently sliced through the bustling wind.

The Clan Leader's pupils suddenly contracted, and before he had time to see what happened, he felt a sharp pain in his calf, followed by a sudden loss of sensation in his leg. His three-meter-long body plummeted to the ground like a deflated balloon, digging a meter-wide trench in the dry sand!

The cloak that was lifted by the wind revealed a pair of agile cat ears.

Somehow appearing behind him, Sarah, without a change in her breath, indifferently twirled the daggers in her hand and sheathed them at her waist. She then curled a finger around the scarf tied to her collar, covering her mouth and nose infused in the wind and sand.

In that instant, both of her daggers had simultaneously severed the elite monster's leg tendons, without a single superfluous movement.

Only then did the dark green blood gush out, and the Clan Leader's facial muscles twisted more with pain. His eyes locked fiercely on the Demon King only twenty steps away, spewing foul-smelling white mist from his nose and mouth.

What a pity——

Just a bit short!

This guy seemed completely unaware of the insolence in his gaze. Standing behind him, Sarah's eyes were glowing with golden foxfire.

Those were marks reinforced simultaneously by Dragon Language Magic and Wind Magic——

She was under the dual buffs cast by Luo Yan and Taufu!

'Who allowed you to raise your head——'

'Insolent insect.'

She said coldly with her eyes.

Without waiting for Sarah to make a move, Luo Yan waved his staff nonchalantly, like conducting a symphony, and struck a rest note in the twisted lifeline.

Several bone spears shot up from the ground, piercing the Clan Leader who was still warm, lifting him up like flagpoles amidst the sandstorm.

The Clan Leader finally stopped breathing, his head drooping powerlessly, reduced to a cold corpse in the bleak wilderness.

There was no resentment on that face.

Slaughter was their born fate.

Dying at the hands of the strong was also an inevitable outcome.

With the fall of the "final boss", the rest of the clan hunters lost their combat discipline, getting picked off by players who teamed up in groups of three to five.

Luo Yan didn't take all the kills; in recognition of his small players' diligent pulling, he left them a bowl of soup to drink.

Until the end of the whole battle, that black cloak never got a drop of dirty blood, only bearing traces of sand and dust.

Truly deserving of the title Lord Demon King——

Even his grinding action is so elegant.

Dragon Roaming Baili's pupils burned with admiration, the Divine Bow in his hand, worth millions of joss paper, suddenly felt less appealing, even giving him an impulsive thought of changing his class to Mage.

Dragon Roaming Qianli stood dazedly looking at Sarah, suddenly thinking that being a swordsman didn't seem so fun, and the assassin class seemed rather dashing too...

In just a few minutes, the battle was completely cleaned up.

The Kao warbeasts resurrected from the dead and the clan hunters stood bowing their heads, waiting for their Demon King's commands.

The roaring wind churned the broken clouds overhead, while the figure standing amid the corpses seemed like a deity of the earth.

Dragon Roaming Wanli's heart surged, burning with ambition to take his place.

This is how a true man should be——

Of course.

He was just imagining it.

No reasonable person would set themselves against the game's rules, especially since he had already invested vast amounts of money and time in this game.

Luo Yan gently retracted his magic wand, calmly sweeping his gaze over the attribute panel in front of him without speaking much.

[Experience +1333]

Though the experience from a single clan hunter couldn't compare to that from defeating the Chaos Giant earlier, the numbers were considerable, and the quality was decent.

However——

Why are those deceased souls following me?

In Aus Continent, if those souls didn't die in a maze or weren't left unclaimed like unwanted chives, Saint Sis would generally take them away after a while.

Seeming to sense Luo Yan's surprise, Youyou quietly appeared beside him, excitedly speaking.

"Lord Demon King! This is great news! Born with a killer instinct, they see you as the most powerful being they've ever encountered, and with the Divine mark on you, they instinctively follow, longing to reincarnate near you... It's like grouping up to find a strong player!"

Pausing for a moment, she added another sentence.

"Among them, a few souls are of Silver Level! The Clan Leader himself was Gold Level! It's just that in their past life, their strength didn't keep pace with their soul... otherwise, dealing with him wouldn't have been so easy for you."

Gold Level?

Luo Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, a little tempted.

What a pity——

The Divine only grants the power to level souls, lacking the ability to reclaim what's been spilled; otherwise, refining them would be excellent.

Anyway, make do with what you have.

After all, these souls come with the Flame of Destruction Calmandes; unless he enhances their abilities, they won't consume his share of the Power of Faith.

In some sense, this is also a kind of plagiarism of the vested interests in Calmandes' hands.

Luo Yan waved his magic wand, assembling powerful skeletons from the remains on the ground, gifting bodies to the souls.

They will be reborn as Corpse Ghosts——

And in future reincarnations, reborn as his followers in the kingdom ruled by the Great Tomb.

Retrieving his wand, Luo Yan turned his gaze to Sarah.

"Sarah, prepare to move," he said.

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