He didn't turn his head, using the light screen of刺剑 (Ci Jian, piercing sword) above to clearly see what was behind him.

Yu Yi Xinzhong had completely entered the Prajna Transformation state.

Her black hair moved without wind, a ferocious smile on her face.

The katana in her hand seemed to chop randomly without any order, but each strike released lightning, striking the approaching monsters from a distance.

The jetpack on her back was made of some unknown material.

It could withstand the violent energy leaking from Yu Yi Xinzhong in her half-demon state—the Plague Doctor, whose collar was being held by the half-demon girl's left hand, was suffering from energy erosion.

His face turned green and white by turns.

While constantly drinking bottles of potions,

He had to use his long staff to release healing rays, repairing Yu Yi Xinzhong's physical injuries.

Mule, in front of Yu Yi Xinzhong,

Opened a hole in the translucent bubble she was standing on.

While pouring magic stones into the funnel opened behind the mechanical golem,

She commanded the golem to raise its arms and fire a light cannon towards the back of the corridor, crushing a group of weak Others.

Li Ang used the Swamp Divinity to create a large number of plants and vines, forming a long spear, stabbing the ground, bouncing and moving quickly.

The vine spear was corroded and melted by the enhanced black oily liquid, disappearing and reappearing, reappearing and disappearing.

Wan Li Fengdao, who also had no flying ability, could only attach azure sword energy to the Zhanlong Sword,

And stab the sword into the ground.

Borrowing the reaction force of the curved blade, he kept up with the team,

But in terms of speed, he inevitably fell behind.

"Catch."

Li Ang casually flicked his left hand towards the back, and a vine extended from his sleeve, wrapped around Wan Li Fengdao's waist, and yanked him forward,

Pulling him away from the beast-like Other that was about to slash his back with its claws.

Wan Li Fengdao nodded gratefully, and was about to turn around and swing his sword, when he felt a strange pain in his right arm.

His right hand, from the elbow, had been cut off.

The small half of his arm flew and rotated in the air, and before it could land, it was caught by a long tongue.

The old woman in red,

This Other who had been hunting players, held a naginata in her right hand, and a large toy-like infrared lamp in her left.

Stepping on a chair-like Other,

Her tongue stretched out, and from a distance, wrapped around Wan Li Fengdao's right arm holding the Zhanlong Sword.

She suddenly retracted her tongue, and caught the Zhanlong Sword with her hand,

While Wan Li Fengdao's right arm was swallowed whole into her stomach.

All of this happened in a flash.

Wan Li Fengdao belatedly felt the intense pain. Before he could break out in a cold sweat,

The next second, his right arm was勉强 (mianqiang, barely) grown back by Li Ang.

"Go!"

Li Ang shouted in a low voice, pulling Wan Li Fengdao forward.

The old woman in red could indeed devour and use the skills and equipment of players.

The infrared toy in her hand also once belonged to 13mArk, and could instantly heat up and cut objects.

Just now, Wan Li Fengdao fell behind because he couldn't fly, and became her first target.

Now was really not the time to worry about what bad consequences would result from Wan Li Fengdao's flesh falling into the hands of the old woman in red—the old woman in red had previously swallowed Ω from the Alliance of Demon Scientists,

Letting her control a piece of flesh, the consequences were unimaginable.

Li Ang flung Wan Li Fengdao forward,

The vine in his hand waved backwards, forcing back the rushing 怪异 (guaiyi, grotesque entities),

At the same time, he waved his spear, constantly stabbing the ground, accelerating forward.

Not far in front of him, Liu Wudai,

Was floating in the air with the help of a levitation ring on her little finger.

Liu Wudai exuded the light of extraordinary items all over her body,

She held her breath and concentrated for a while, pulling back the bow with both hands, with an arrow on the string.

The arrow was actually a miniature missile composed of a combat unit, control system, engine device, and warhead.

The missile was about one meter long, with a red, white, and blue color scheme, adorned with flowing cloud patterns, and the words "天工开物 (Tiangong Kaiwu, Creations of Heaven)" printed on both sides.

Tss——

As Liu Wudai released the taut bowstring,

The turbojet engine of the archaic miniature missile suddenly spewed out a ghostly blue flame, propelling the missile forward.

Concrete puppets imitating the Black Saint, the old woman in black in the oil painting that appeared in Li Ang's room, a crawling beast that looked like it was pieced together from countless beasts, a goat-headed monster with reversed joint structures, its whole body scarlet red like blood...

The Others that appeared in the corridor seemed to feel the terrifying energy contained in this miniature missile.

Making a noisy roar, they crowded back,

Some of the Others, whose intelligence had not completely deteriorated, even pushed open the doors on both sides of the corridor and rushed in,

Closing the doors behind them, trying to block the explosive damage of the miniature missile.

Unlike what other players imagined,

Liu Wudai had always believed that using ranged attacks, coupled with a large number of attack-type consumable props produced by the mall (such as special effect arrows, bullets),

Was actually more cost-effective than strengthening oneself with all resources.

Drinking the blood of魔兽 (moshou, demonic beasts), honing killing skills, enduring inhumane改造 (gaizao, modification) surgeries, tempering bones and muscles, polishing the mind, expending thousands of hardships, consuming a lot of money,

To create a "strong person,"

If calculated in the current currency of the Killing Game,

From scratch, major organizations cultivate a Lv15 player with standard combat power,

The cost is approximately游戏币 (youxi bi, game currency) (the cost here includes but is not limited to time, energy, training venues, food materials,改造 (gaizao, modification) surgeries, the salaries of think tanks and sparring partners, the risk of personnel loss...)

Not to mention the standard weapons issued to them.

In addition, the player qualification itself is worth a lot of money,

It can be said that each Lv15 player is an extremely expensive weapon like a strategic bomber.

Corresponding to this is the cheapness of attack-type consumable props.

A 7.62xmm bullet that has been blessed and can effectively penetrate negative energy shields costs 1.19游戏币 (youxi bi, game currency) wholesale,

A disposable disintegration spell scroll (which can decompose energy fields and crush biological and inanimate matter) costs 1500游戏币 (youxi bi, game currency) in the mall,

A disposable staff engraved with the Godslaying Slash咒文 (zhouwen, incantation) (which transforms the power of chaos into a light blade that destroys everything, is extremely powerful, and can tear apart space, dragons, and even legendary魔神 (moshen, demon gods)) also only sells游戏币 (youxi bi, game currency) in the mall—

Although the time required to chant the咒文 (zhouwen, incantation) is too long, one cannot move during the spellcasting process, and there is a certain probability of sudden death after casting the spell,

However, considering the terrifying power of the Godslaying Slash, this equipment was bought by a large organization within one minute of being refreshed.

Compared with these cheap and beautiful consumable props,

Players who can master超凡 (chaofan, extraordinary) power through arduous磨砺 (moli, trials)

Seemed so...inefficient.

Liu Wudai didn't think that exercise was useless, nor did she think that players who worked hard to temper themselves were fools.

She just felt that what she adopted was the most efficient way to improve her strength at this stage.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

The miniature missile printed with the words "天工开物 (Tiangong Kaiwu, Creations of Heaven)" easily avoided all the black mud dripping along the way with a敏捷度 (minjiedu, agility) more exaggerated than a scarlet dart,

Flying to the middle section of the right side of the corridor,

In the astonished and frightened eyes of the Others,

It burst open.

Boom!!!

The ghostly blue explosive fire instantly swallowed half of the corridor,

The black mud covering the corridor was lifted, washed away, and annihilated by the shock wave far exceeding the hurricane,

The world seemed to be left with only pure and clean blue.

The Black Saint and others flying towards the left side of the corridor swayed,

Compared with the power of the Tiangong Kaiwu miniature missile,

They were even more surprised by the precise, intelligent, and restrained killing range of the missile.

Causing huge damage to the right side of the corridor,

And only a slight breeze on the left side of the corridor.

The fire disappeared in a flash.

Strangely, the scene of corpses strewn across the field did not appear in the corridor as imagined—

Many Others hid in the rooms on both sides before the miniature missile exploded.

And those Others who did not have time to escape were趴伏 (pafu, lying prostrate) on the ground,

With a layer of metallic scales covering the side of their bodies facing the ceiling.

[Apollo Chariot Coating]

The information of this item that once belonged to 13mArk instantly appeared in the players' minds.

The Apollo Chariot Coating is paint-like,

Sprayed on objects, it can effectively isolate high temperature, nuclear radiation, resist oxidation, and resist corrosion, with an effective time of ten minutes.

Did the old woman in red sprinkle the coating paint on these Others before the miniature missile exploded...?

Why did she do this?

To protect the Others?

"Into the elevator!"

Bai Haozheng roared violently,念力 (nianli, psychic power) spewing out, rushing to the front of the elevator lobby.

The elevator doors were already closed, and the indicator panel above the elevator lobby showed that the elevator was descending.

Liu Wudai's miniature missile only suppressed the Others on the right side of the corridor.

Others were still appearing continuously in the stairwell on the left side of the corridor.

To evacuate, one could only go from the elevator shaft.

Bai Haozheng handed out a light sword, pierced into the elevator door缝 (feng, crack), forcibly propped open the elevator lobby, revealing the pitch-black elevator shaft.

Perhaps because the elevator safety time was about to come, the elevator shaft was silent and静谧 (jingmi, quiet), without the black mud of the scary old man.

Looking down, one could see the elevator car slowly descending, not knowing which floor it was going to.

Bai Haozheng took the lead in rushing into the elevator shaft, not in a hurry to fall,

But instead reached out and grabbed the support in the elevator shaft.

It's time...

He whispered in his heart, releasing a 微不可察 (weibukecha, imperceptible) subtle念力 (nianli, psychic power), extending down, directly reaching a corner of the eleventh floor below.

At the same time, his fingers quickly pressed on the sword hilt, consuming the little spiritual power left,

Weaving light screens on both sides of the elevator shaft that seemed slow but were actually fast,

Trying to block the 怪异 (guaiyi, grotesque entities) and cover his teammates to enter the elevator shaft and transfer together.

The Black Saint掠地 (luedi, skimming the ground) flew and rushed into the elevator shaft,

Yu Yi Xinzhong dragged the Plague Doctor to follow,

Mule and her mechanical golem also entered the elevator shaft with the mutual cover of Liu Wudai.

Seeing that Li Ang and Wan Li Fengdao behind them were about to enter the elevator shaft,

Xiao Dao Ge's eyes suddenly became浑浊 (hunzhuo, turbid) and失神 (shishen, distracted).

He turned his palm into a knife, and with one slash, cut open the藤蔓 (tengman, vine) chains connecting him and Li Ang,

At the same time, he used some kind of skill, and slapped Li Ang with both palms,

Releasing repulsion out of thin air, pushing himself to fall to the right side of the corridor.

Bang!

A silver arm suddenly grew out of the black mud,

Holding up Wan Li Fengdao who was about to crash into the black mud, and throwing the latter heavily into the depths of the right side of the corridor.

That was the quicksilver puppet of the old woman in red.

It had been lurking under the carpet covered by black mud in a silver thread state,

Until the players were about to rush into the elevator shaft, it suddenly暴起 (baoqi, burst out) and blocked the last Wan Li Fengdao.

Buzz——

All of this happened too fast. Bai Haozheng didn't have time to change the energy output frequency of the light matter刺剑 (cijian, piercing sword),

The藤蔓 (tengman, vine) that Li Ang swung out also exceeded the ten-meter range, and he didn't have time to grab Wan Li Fengdao in front of him.

The quicksilver puppet of the old woman in red, holding Wan Li Fengdao,

Suddenly accelerated, using the 【截尺神行 (Jie Chi Shen Xing, Ruler-Cutting Divine Travel)】 skill of the目隐之鬼 (Mu Yin Zhi Gui, Blindfold Ghost) (during the day, the Black Saint also told the players about the skills and equipment of the目隐之鬼 (Mu Yin Zhi Gui, Blindfold Ghost) to make it easier for everyone to deal with the old woman in red),

Carrying the昏昏噩噩 (hunhun'ee'e, muddle-headed) Wan Li Fengdao, across half of the corridor,

Rushed into the elevator shaft on the right side of the corridor with her本体 (bentI, main body) and disappeared.