Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

His figure suddenly paused, and then he turned directly into a cloud of dust, vanishing into ashes before everyone’s eyes.

A short and portly old man with a red face slowly walked out from the opened door, the sturdy muscles beneath his Zhongshan suit making it bulge.

The aura emanating from him was like an abyss, instantly calming the previously restless resistance members.

"You are scared by such a mere arrogant scoundrel, truly useless."

The old man’s voice was like a ringing bell, wrapped in an earthy yellow fighting spirit, scolding everyone indiscriminately.

With eyes like electricity, he precisely locked onto the branch elder hiding within the crowd, revealing clear disdain and contempt.

That branch elder, with extremely thick skin, shrank his neck amidst the crowd, trying to minimize his presence, acting like a coward.

Being looked down upon, so what?

I don’t care.

As long as I live.

"Hmph! Shameful waste!"

The red-faced old man scolded directly and strode towards the office door.

These remaining resistance members at the sub-base looked at him like a savior, their grateful and reverent eyes automatically making way.

Now in their eyes, this short and stout red-faced elder’s figure seemed so tall and mighty, like a savior.

The mana surged within the red-faced elder’s body, and the office door automatically opened.

Outside the door, Lu Wenwu stood casually, showing a smile.

The blood on his fists continued to drip down, splashing up some dust.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!"

Seeing the demonic-looking figure outside blocking the only escape route, the hidden resistance members inside the room let out screams loud enough to flip the rooftop.

Even with the red-faced elder blocking in front, these guys, already scared witless, could not suppress their inner fear.

Doing too many bad things makes you truly afraid of the devil knocking on your door.

And Lu Wenwu was the demon coming to claim lives.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you opened the door too?"

Lu Wenwu smiled and nodded slightly at the red-faced elder, demonic Fire of Huodou rising on his forearms.

"However, your subordinates are a bit noisy, which I don’t like."

The black flames originally entwined around his arms suddenly revealed sinister killing intent, transforming into two lines like demon dragons, rushing straight into the room past the red-faced elder.

"Elder, save me!"

"Aaaaahhhh!"

"Help me!"

"Why do you watch indifferently..."

"I don’t want to die!!!"

Horrible cries followed, but the red-faced elder remained indifferent.

He only stood silently, staring at Lu Wenwu, watching this smiling human-skinned demon dragon slaughter his subordinates with no action.

Having played the survival game to the extreme, the branch elder, seeing the others reduced to ashes in the flames, took one last look at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth fiercely, and triggered the random teleportation scroll for the furthest distance.

He couldn’t care about anything anymore.

Even if he would be held accountable and demoted later, it was better than being killed here on the spot.

As for the rest of the fallen subordinates and colleagues, he could only say a faint apology in his heart.

You guys were too foolish, not knowing the importance of preserving oneself.

The random teleportation scroll activated quickly.

In just an instant, that branch elder had already entered the temporary spatial channel, wrapped and protected by the power of the scroll, rapidly relocating within the layers of space.

"Why do you run when you see me? Wasn’t it you who sought me out?"

Lu Wenwu laughed and scratched his head, seeming casually to punch into the void.

"In that case, I’ll have to kindly send you to death..."

His punch shook the void, and the originally formed temporary spatial channel abruptly collapsed.

During the relocation process, the branch elder didn’t even let out a final scream and was crushed into nothingness by the intersecting space layers, leaving only a bloody haze forever lost in the void.

Indeed, Lu Wenwu wasn’t very skilled at constructing spatial channels.

But having fused some Dimension Wanderer blood and Divine Power, his understanding of space was like being born with the ability to breathe.

He needed long-term practice to utilize spatial ability in battle to assist himself, that’s true.

However, if it’s merely disrupting the temporary spatial channels constructed by others, it couldn’t be easier.

Just like kicking and blowing up the head of a snowman by the roadside was easy.

And so, the self-proclaimed survival master branch elder died so aggrievedly.

His all strength entirely unused, simply dying in the hands of Lu Wenwu, this powerhouse.

After completely resolving the others, Lu Wenwu seriously observed the stout old man in front of him.

[Savior Resistance Army Blue Star Branch Elder Wen Jiulong (S)]: 420,0000/420,0000

[Current State]: Mountain Giant Bloodline, Qi Burst, Frenzied Killing Intent, Extreme Fury

Four million two hundred thousand blood volume, the lowest Lu Wenwu had seen in an S-Class Powerhouse.

Yet Lu Wenwu did not underestimate him for this, instead feeling excitement in his rage long missed.

The person before him was not a dungeon boss.

But a living player.

Before activating equipment amplification, what does four million two hundred thousand blood volume mean?

It means, if converting it into blood ratio, his Physique attributes should be at least around 8400 points.

If the opponent is cultivating with the [Inquire Dao] technique and reached the 7th layer, based on most attribute distribution ratios, the elder named Wen Jiulong in front just fits this scenario.

If not counting the amplification provided by Mao Mao, relying solely on Lu Wenwu himself, his bare [Body] attributes are currently 8164.39.

Wen Jiulong is faintly stronger than him!

Lu Wenwu’s blood conversion ratio is only four hundred.

Facing a long-awaited powerful enemy, Lu Wenwu’s body began to tremble uncontrollably, the whole person seemingly shaking on the spot.

Seeing this, Wen Jiulong showed a mocking look, anger mixed with strong contempt: "Audaciously reckless lunatic, realizing fear now, is it not too late? The so-called Invincible Tyrannosaurus War God is merely so."

"Afraid?"

Lu Wenwu’s mouth curled up, his robust body trembling even more profoundly.

Even his fists were tremulous, visibly shaking.

"I’m the headquarters elder of the Salvation Resistance Army, Wen Jiulong. My direct disciple, Yu Sha, died at your hands."

Wen Jiulong said, the earthy yellow fighting spirit suddenly erupted, causing a head of black hair to billow continually in the air like serpentine.

The Zhongshan suit, initially bulging, flowed like water waves, metamorphosing into a Dwarf-styled heavy battle armor.

With thick stakes akin to a human head and a menacing ram on the warhammer, it appeared in his hand.

Wen Jiulong stood there, his aura seemed to merge entirely with the earth, like a mountain.

The warhammer pointed at Lu Wenwu, he coldly said, "I will smash your limbs, break open your chest, use your head to honor my dead disciple. Even if you now fear me to the point of groveling and begging for forgiveness, it’s too late. Between us, only one can leave here alive today!"

"I have to acknowledge, your purity is remarkably high! You are the strongest I have faced among opponents thus far, making my body feel unprecedented excitement. Please maintain it..."

Lu Wenwu said, taking a bottle of brown-yellow potion from his personal backpack and pouring it on his hand.

Like washing hands, rubbing his hands against each other until his fists were entirely covered.

Wen Jiulong’s nose twitched slightly, detecting a pungent smell.

Like a mix of rust and ammonia.

This seems to be... iodine?

Is this guy mad?

Applying medicine to his fists beforehand?

This ordinary medicinal potion used by mortals, what effect could it possibly have on transcendent ones at this level?

His brow furrowed slightly, puzzled by what trick this guy was playing.

Finally, once Lu Wenwu completed this, he added those ten free attribute points to his body, revealing satisfied expressions, and continued:

"So, old thing, I have decided to be utterly serious."

"But rest assured, I won’t explode your head."

"I’ll twist off your ugly pig-like head intact and take it back for my brothers."

"Now... meet your end!"