Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The raised war saber crashed down with a clang, and the headless body fell limply to the ground.

Lu Wenwu seemed to have exerted too much force, as two members of the vanguard fell simultaneously, their deaths followed by a barrage of different attacks aiming straight for Lu Wenwu’s upper body.

Head.

Eyes.

Heart.

Between the eyebrows.

Throat...

Every part of his body was covered by at least three lines of attack.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"..."

The continuous sound of dull thuds echoed loudly.

No matter the weapon or the attack, striking Lu Wenwu’s body merely produced a muffled sound.

The seemingly fearless rebellion members could clearly feel that their assaults could not pierce the defense at all.

Their attacks hit those patches of golden-red dragon scales, as if bombarding an indestructible tower shield, a fortress that never falls.

"Is this the extent?"

Lu Wenwu laughed as he grabbed a long spear thrust at him by an unknown hand, exerting force to snatch it away effortlessly.

It appeared to be a refined piece of equipment, belonging to some unfortunate fellow.

Lu Wenwu hadn’t learned spear techniques.

He hadn’t even used one before.

But his power was terrifyingly immense.

A simple, ordinary sweep carried the force of a thousand pounds, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek.

The sweep of the spear almost twisted the refined spear into a semicircle, the violent aftermath painfully slicing exposed skin.

The nearest rebellion members met instant death upon contact, demise upon touch.

Even the simplest attack directly shattered seven or eight bodies from the waist, splitting them into two segments.

One individual with higher cultivation and tenacious life energy was not dead even after being cleaved at the waist.

He finally snapped out of his fearless fervor, witnessing his gutted stomach bleeding onto the ground, screaming in agony.

Lu Wenwu didn’t spare him a glance, stepping forward and crushing down.

His head exploded immediately, ending the simultaneous mental and physical torment.

Another fierce strike of the spear.

This time, the refined long spear couldn’t withstand the horrifying force, shattering into dozens of pieces.

Even more terrifyingly, the surging golden-red qi blood coiled them together, forming a narrow, chilling iron whip blazing with powerful flames.

Wherever the long whip went, everything shattered.

Any attack, any defense stood pale and powerless before this whip, exerting brute force to the extreme.

The struck rebellion member didn’t even have time to scream, their bewitched consciousness didn’t have time to recover, crushed by the whip’s terrifying power.

Bones shattered, flesh burned; everything was reduced to ashes beneath this long whip.

In an instant, before Lu Wenwu lay a vast expanse of emptiness.

That extreme violence even shattered the enemies’ souls, dispersing them, leaving no chance for reincarnation in the underworld.

Bodies, souls, equipment...

Everything blocking Lu Wenwu crumbled and perished as if completely swept away, even epic equipment shattered to fragments on the ground.

In just a few strikes, all members directed to intercept Lu Wenwu vanished.

When Shi Jingwen finally snapped out of a stupor of shock and panic, there was no longer a single standing allied member.

No one was spared.

Everything proving their existence had almost vanished entirely.

Equipment, items, nothing remained.

Only vast pools of sticky crimson blood burned, with surrounding thick walls crumpled like white paper heavily rubbed with an eraser, telling the shocking scene just now.

The long spear casually swung by Lu Wenwu completed its mission.

No longer protected by qi blood, it instantly turned to powder and fell, quickly melted into drops of liquid.

Lu Wenwu sneered, twisting his neck, his gaze revealing boundless madness.

"Just this?"

Just... just this?

Shi Jingwen’s dazed eyes quivered, and his eyes shook incessantly.

The half-captured spell unknowingly dissipated.

Fine cold sweat continuously seeped from his forehead, soaking the white Dao robe like it had been fished out from water.

The white-clad, white-haired, immortal-like figure was long gone, leaving only endless fear.

He was afraid.

Utterly terrified!

Is the person before him truly a man!

Shi Jingwen had already anticipated that these subordinates were not Lu Wenwu’s match.

It’s nearly impossible for an S-tier existence to be brought down by sheer numbers.

Using spells to make these guys fearless of death was merely buying time for him to cast his spells.

But he never expected his own men would be defeated so swiftly.

The group of rebel members attacking Lu Wenwu numbered in the hundreds, even the weakest was a B-level existence.

There were even seven or eight leaders at the peak of A+ level!

Not to mention over a hundred players above B-level.

Even if they were over a hundred wild boars fleeing across mountains, they wouldn’t be slaughtered to extinction in an instant!

"Your purity is too low."

"I’m very disappointed."

Lu Wenwu said with a smile, lifting his foot into the killing field ahead, walking slowly towards Shi Jingwen step by step.

The evil qi Demon Dragon coiled, the fully substantialized icy killing intent solidified outside into a layer of pristine, terrifying armor.

Subtle crimson patterns pulsed like breathing, releasing boundless fierce might.

That is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

An endless slaughter and great terror!

Hell walking in the human world!

Feeling the increasingly powerful oppression from the opponent’s body, pressing down like Mount Tai, Shi Jingwen’s cold sweat increased.

He kept trembling, wanting to do something.

Resist!

Get moving!

Use your sword to pierce his throat!

He roared in his heart, but his body remained frozen in place.

Watching Lu Wenwu’s Demon God-like figure drawing closer, Shi Jingwen’s spirit was on the verge of collapse.

The last thread of reason was about to snap.

Like a defenseless woman facing a hungry fierce tiger, utterly helpless.

An S- level player, nearly at the top of the Blue Star Pyramid as a Transcendent, was scared to death by Lu Wenwu’s boundless ferocity.

Not to mention resisting, even fleeing was forgotten.

He just watched as Lu Wenwu drew nearer, reaching out his palms toward the sides of his head.

"With just this, how dare you stand against me?"

"I..."

Shi Jingwen’s final words remained unsaid as Lu Wenwu’s fan-like palms closed in with force.

That terrifying strength exploded with a heart-wrenching wind pressure, a tangible sound wave aggressively poured into the center.

Before the attack fully reached him, Shi Jingwen’s eardrums were already shattered in the intense vibrations.

His brain was almost shaken into mush, the severe dizziness made his vision black out, nearly losing consciousness.

That ultimate pain seemed to bring back the life of the branch elder for a moment.

At the last moment of life, he finally remembered he was still an S- level player, a powerful Daoist Master.

He forced himself to wield the longsword in his hand, unleashing powerful Sword Qi in an attempt to resist.

But, it was already too late.

Lu Wenwu’s indestructible palms shattered all the protective talismans on him in an instant, the aftermath of the attack further ripped apart the surrounding space, turning the Space Shifting Talisman into a ball of burning waste paper.

"Bang!"

The two palms closed.

Shi Jingwen’s head instantly exploded.

The powerful aftermath even pushed back the blood sprayed due to pressure, blasting open the entire chest cavity, staining the previously clean Dao robe into a bloody rag.

The Legendary Level longsword fell to the ground, emitting a clear sound.

Lu Wenwu reached out to pick it up.

Mighty flames erupted, burning away all filth, before retrieving it into his personal backpack.

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