BOOM————
Rumble!
The attack landed squarely on the Scythe Mist Demon.
The blade first cleaved it vertically, then continued forward without the slightest hesitation, striking heavily into a small patch of the mist ghost tide on the ground.
In an instant, the fog dissipated and ashes floated in the air.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers on the other side showed relief at surviving the ordeal, and they looked gratefully at Xiao Jin on the pillar not far away.
Their slender figures appeared so imposing to them.
The base commander on the platform also breathed a sigh of relief, but what followed was immense apprehension and lingering fear.
She knew these outsiders were strong, but she didn't expect them to be this strong!
They were already at a disadvantage in their dealings. Now, with Xiao Jin making no attempt to hide his strength, how could the base leader, who had just tricked the players a few days ago, not be afraid?
At the same time, countless silver lines, thinner than a hair but gleaming with a deadly sharpness, appeared out of thin air without warning!
They are not simply straight cuts, but rather, as if they have a life of their own, they intertwine, shuttle, and entwine in the air!
In an instant, a huge, intricate, and all-encompassing three-dimensional net of death was laid out along the path of the Mist Demon's charge!
Every thread was stretched to its limit, cutting through the air with a high-frequency, chilling buzzing sound!
The other players made their move; the silk threads were the fox woman's skill.
The fog demons charged too fast! Their scarlet compound eyes only had time to catch a sudden, dazzling flash of silver light—
Puff! Puff puff puff puff!
The next second, a sickeningly loud, almost continuous sound of sharp objects cutting through flesh rang out!
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Countless menacing and terrifying mist demons froze in mid-air! They were still in the posture of waving their claws and charging forward, but their bodies seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall made of countless sharp razors!
Then, under the ghastly white beam of the searchlights, and in the horrified gazes of countless soldiers—
The bodies of countless Mist Demons disintegrated instantly, like building blocks thrown into a shredder!
Furthermore, this attack didn't just affect ordinary Mist Demons...
The special fog ghosts, mutated fog ghosts, and... infected hidden in the fog ghost tide were all reduced to fragments within the web woven by the fox woman.
A torso covered in dark purple carapace, arms mutated into giant scythes, a head with a ferocious grin...
All parts were precisely cut into dozens of pieces of varying sizes by those countless seemingly flexible metal wires!
The cut was as smooth as a mirror, not even a drop of thick, dark blood had time to splatter out!
Splash—
A pile of still-living, steaming fragments lay scattered on the ground like garbage, hitting the thick pool of blood with a dull thud.
Dead silence!
A brief, absolute silence fell over this corner of the battlefield! Only the intense gunfire and the screams of the infected continued in the distance.
When the fox woman made her move, she didn't care at all about infecting the NPCs below.
What a joke! This isn't a side quest; who cares about the lives of those natives?!
As a result, the unlucky NPCs who couldn't stop themselves ended up scattered here and there, completely mixed up with the rest of the Fog Ghosts.
And many of the lucky ones had parts of their bodies removed.
Such a bloody scene had a far greater impact on the soldiers than gunfire. Their expressions froze, their mouths opened involuntarily, and their eyes widened as if they would burst.
The group stared in disbelief at the pile of Mist Demon remains on the ground, which had instantly turned into parts, feeling a surge of emotion rising in their chests.
Xiao Jin frowned, then adjusted her breathing and jumped down from the height.
Upon landing, she bent her knees to cushion the impact, her movements as light as a feather.
Xiao Jin didn't even glance at the pile of mangled flesh; his cold gaze swept across the battlefield like a searchlight.
The mist demon that was spewing corrosive energy seemed to be shocked by the instantaneous death of its companion. The fleshy tubes on its back writhed wildly and emitted a terrified buzzing sound. It subconsciously turned its nozzles toward Xiao Jin, who had appeared on the battlefield!
The elusive mist ghost with its distorting force field let out a sharp cry and retreated rapidly like a ghost, while the force field around it rippled violently, trying to interfere with Xiao Jin's lock on!
"Disgusting." Xiao Jin's lips moved slightly as she uttered a string of cold words.
The fox woman on the other side gasped, the veins on her forehead throbbing, but she ultimately remained silent, coldly retracting the silver threads.
Faced with the impending corrosive energy stream and the interference of the distorting force field, Xiao Jin's movements were not slowed down at all. His right hand reached for the long sword at his waist with lightning speed!
Arm swing! Teleportation! Throat slit!
The movement was executed in one fluid motion, so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained!
Pfft!
A dull, tearing explosion! The passive effect of Shattered Shadow was triggered, and the power of lightning continuously acted on the wound that ran across the Mist Demon's chest.
It's not over yet.
Xiao Jin flipped his left hand, and the 'Wheel of Destiny' appeared in his palm.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The three projectiles pierced the base of the dark red fleshy tube that was violently writhing on the back of the jet-spraying ghost almost simultaneously!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only three blinding, orange-red bursts of light, imbued with a strong fiery aura, suddenly erupting at the point of impact! Like ice water being thrown into boiling oil!
"Agh—!!!"
The jet-spraying fog demon let out an unprecedented, piercing scream, a mixture of excruciating pain and terror!
The few deadly fleshy tubes on its back convulsed, twitched, and withered wildly under the corrosive effects of the flamethrower, like insects thrown into strong acid!
The dark red light dimmed rapidly, and the viscous energy flow instantly stopped, turning into foul-smelling pus that dripped from the ruptured tube while emitting black smoke!
Its massive body also curled up in pain, losing its ability to attack.
Then, Xiao Jin, having drawn her sword, showed no lingering affection for her dying prey. Her gaze, sharp as a hawk's, instantly pierced the fleeing, ethereal ghost behind her.
Its force field rippled violently due to fear and all-out defense, becoming extremely unstable.
"Trying to run...do you think you can escape?!" Xiao Jin's voice wasn't loud, but it was like the pronouncement of death, clearly piercing through the clamor of the battlefield.
She raised her left hand again, her five fingers pointing towards the elusive mist ghost, and clenched it tightly! At the same time, she leaned forward slightly, making a movement as if pulling on an invisible thread!
Buzz—!
A high-frequency, piercing buzzing sound filled the air, making one's scalp tingle!
The ethereal mist ghost felt its body unable to move. The space in front of it kept distorting, and it seemed to hear the soft sound of glass shattering, as if something had been broken.
Black hole emerges, tension rises!
They ignored the rules of the force field and were easily punctured and annihilated like soap bubbles!
Space, like a venomous snake with life, instantly contracts and strangles inward!
The ethereal mist demon let out a desperate shriek, its body twisting and blurring wildly in an attempt to escape the crushing weight of death. But all its efforts were in vain!
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