Who are you calling a stable boy?!

Tridents and heavy iron hammers stood in rows; poisoned daggers and flaming knives were densely packed together.

Powerful bows and crossbows, deadly arrows; wind, fire, ice, and lightning, soul-capturing techniques.

Zheng Jing wielded his Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff), repeatedly battling hordes of demons.

The slaughter turned the yellow earth to charred ash, seeping blood, and the blue sky was stained with white bones.

Looking out, the sky is dark with flying sand and stones, and the universe is shrouded in dust.

This is precisely it: the golden hoop, when shaken, shakes heaven and earth...

With the Ruyi in hand, even ghosts and gods tremble!

This fight lasted for almost two hours.

Of the more than 2500 players, fewer than 300 survived, and of those players, less than 10 survived.

Zheng Jing, caught up in the excitement of the fight, unleashed his Ruyi Jingu Bang, which transformed into the size of a pagoda, and rolled onto the ground.

He rolled southwards into the army formation, killing five thousand men in the process.

Zhao Jun rolled northwards, killing five thousand.

Rolling from east to west, it crushed tens of thousands of orcs who were fighting into a bloody pulp!

As for Heparipni?

Zheng Jing was pursuing her!

At first, she relied on her large number of servants and did not take Zheng Jing seriously.

But when she saw Zheng Jing beating her servants to a pulp with a single blow, his golden eyes fixed on her head, his face seemingly both angry and amused, yet his eyes remained completely expressionless as he relentlessly pursued her with a hearty laugh, the sight of his approaching figure made her body tremble.

No matter how much magic or strength her servants used, they couldn't stop that man from laughing and advancing with a stick.

It was as if, amidst this bloody storm, that one person was the only one who had come to enjoy the spring scenery and the mountains and rivers!

Heparipni, of course, would not sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Who is she?

She is Baphomet's most beloved offspring! She is the chosen one destined to become the Demon Lord!

When Zheng Jing pursued them, Heparipni's first reaction was to use a labyrinth spell to banish Zheng Jing to another dimension.

But this time, the moment she had the thought, Zheng Jing seemed to hear her thoughts. He suddenly flashed and arrived in front of her, sweeping his stick around, forcing Heparipni to look away from his rampaging figure.

No matter how skilled Renhepalipuni was in casting spells, once Zheng Jing caught up with her, even with less than a second of casting time, it would be enough for Zheng Jing to kill her with a single blow.

In his haste, Heparipni had no choice but to draw a long-handled broadsword from his backpack—

"when!"

Seeing Heparipni scream and be sent flying, yet the long-handled broadsword that had withstood his blow remained intact, Zheng Jing's expression shifted, as if only now had he truly become interested.

"Oh?"

Chapter 321: This is my escape route!

Watching his servant being casually killed by Zheng Jing was a completely different matter from actually confronting Zheng Jing himself.

In that instant, Heparipni realized how shallow his previous judgment had been.

This is hardly a level 13 or 14 player.

These are clearly those freaks in the extraordinary rank who are close to reaching the legendary level!

Heparipni felt that the blow he had just received was even heavier than the full-force strike of his tallest brother, Baphomme's strongest son, Bisenom.

At least back when she clashed with Bisenim, when she used the [Silver Stone Bewilderment] in her hand to block Bisenim's slash, she was never in such a sorry state as she is now!

Moreover, through this attack, Heparipni could finally be certain that the club in the hands of this monster was definitely a legendary weapon.

Otherwise, if it clashed with the [Silver Stone Bewilderment] in her hand, even if it didn't break on the spot, it wouldn't be able to withstand the corrosive petrifying curse within.

Just as Heparipni flapped his pair of fleshy wings and barely managed to steady himself, he looked up and Zheng Jing had already caught up to him again!

Their eyes met, as if deliberately giving Heparipni time to react. Zheng Jing's smile widened, and he slowly raised his staff. Only when Heparipni hurriedly raised his broadsword did he unleash a sudden burst of power, striking the silver stone bewildering staff once more—

"when!"

Herparipni's body, leaving a trail of afterimages, plunged into the yellow earth of Kazpin Plain.

The shockwave from the fall sent thousands of orcs, who had no time to dodge, tumbling all over the ground.

"what!"

A flash of light appeared in his golden eyes, and Zheng Jing chuckled with a sigh. He stepped onto a cloud and was about to chase after them again when dozens of True God Army players came looking for him.

These players from the True God Army, though terrified, did not consider fleeing. Grabbing short spears and long lances, and wielding sharp knives and swords, they unleashed all sorts of spells, still sending their lives toward Zheng Jing.

His appearance was less like fearlessness and more like a reckless abandon.

Seeing this, Zheng Jing didn't waste any words. He spread his arms wide and unleashed his full power, causing another torrential downpour of blood and flesh to splatter on the ground.

"Cough—vomit!"

Heparipni, lying prostrate on the ground, gripped his weapon in one hand and buried the other in his chest, vomiting a mouthful of hot, visceral fragments.

Silverstone, bewildered, indeed withstood the blow completely once again.

But Heparipnir, the master of Silverstone's bewilderment, could not hold on.

The immense power of the golden cudgel pressed down on Yinshi's confusion and forcefully penetrated her body.

That one blow was enough to seriously injure her.

"Lord!"

A Litu player rushed over, supporting half of Heparipni's body, his palm radiating light as he guided life energy into her body.

"Walk......"

Heparipni grabbed the Litu player by the shoulder and whispered something indistinctly.

The player, Litu, understood. As a demon born with the ability to use teleportation magic, she immediately flicked her long, pointed fingers, parting a gap in space to carry Heparipni away from this terrifying place—

"Smack!"

But just as she opened the portal, Herpalipni, who was holding her shoulder, suddenly exerted force and pulled her backward, catching her off guard.

Before Li Tumo could utter a sound, her face, which consisted of only red lips, exploded under the golden cudgel.

Taking advantage of that moment, Heparipnir, who had just been swaying and seemed to be lying on the ground without anyone to help him, leaped up and was about to jump into the portal!

"Hey! Don't rush off! Play a little longer, play a little longer!"

—A large hand seized Heparipni's right arm, which held the silver stone in bewilderment.

Heparipni stared wide-eyed at the two extra pairs of arms that Zheng Jing had grown on his body.

But she didn't have time to think much. Seeing Zheng Jing grinning as he raised the golden cudgel, with the mud under the cudgel still in front of her, Bafumie's daughter hardened her heart and drew the hand axe from her waist with her left hand!

"what!!"

With a scream, Heparipni, finally able to break free, had red eyes and leaped into the unstable portal. His figure suddenly twisted, and he disappeared just as the golden cudgel swept towards him.

"ah?"

Zheng Jing blinked a few times, looked down at the severed arm in his hand and the large sword.

Just then, perhaps seeing that Heparipni had managed to escape, the True God Army players, who had been charging forward one after another, suddenly turned and ran.

Without their restraint, the remaining orcs and elves finally began to scatter and flee.

Seeing this, Zheng Jing, holding his severed arm in one hand and his broadsword in the other, raised his golden cudgel with both hands and rose into the air on a cloud.

He could spare those orc elves.

But Zheng Jing will not allow any of these True God Army players to leave this desert alive!

Ten minutes after Zheng Jing flew away, the space on this barren, blood-soaked ground suddenly rippled.

Then, a disheveled figure covered in dust tumbled out of the spatial ripples.

It was Heparipni!

It turns out that she had not entered the portal opened by Nalitu.

The spellcaster died before the teleportation was complete. Who would dare to go through that unstable teleportation portal?

Therefore, Heparipni pretended to enter the portal, but actually cast a labyrinth spell on himself.

Unless one is a high-ranking priest of the Baphomet sect, most people would not know that this labyrinth technique, in the hands of Baphomet followers, can not only be used to fight enemies, but also to save one's life.

Although it was impossible to use labyrinth magic to send herself to the Father God's Ivory Labyrinth in this material plane, Heparipnir was more willing to face the harsh environment of that alternate dimension than to face Zheng Jing, who was right in front of her.

She knew her servants well and knew that once she fled the battlefield, they would immediately flee for their lives.

As long as Zheng Jing doesn't see through her methods, he will most likely chase after these deserters.

Of course, she admitted that she was taking a gamble.

If Zheng Jing saw through her methods, or for some other reason, he stubbornly waited there for ten minutes, then when she came out, she really wouldn't even have any cannon fodder left to delay Zheng Jing.

They're doomed.

...In the end, the result was good.

She was right.

Without hesitation, dragging her crippled body, Heparipni took out a magic scroll from her backpack and tore it open with her teeth.

The radiance of teleportation magic shone upon her—

"puff!"

Just as the golden cudgel was about to explode her head, Heparipni made a desperate movement, allowing the cudgel to shatter her right shoulder.

Amidst the flying blood and gore, the teleportation spell was activated.

When Zheng Jing arrived, only half of the golden cudgel remained buried in the ground; Heparipuni was nowhere to be seen.

"What a bastard, he's got some tricks up his sleeve."

Zheng Jing, who had already wiped out the fleeing True God Army players, snorted, lowered his eyes, and tossed the long-handled broadsword in his hand.

Well, at least I got this treasure.

Chapter 322: The Dragon Named Bruce

Silverstone's Bewilderment (Purple)

Quality: Legendary

Weight: 450KG

特性

[Bewildering Curse]: When the blade touches the target, it will randomly apply a 6th-level or higher bewitching spell and a powerful petrification curse to the target. This spell and curse can ignore spell resistances below the legendary rank.

【Silver Dragon Wraith】: 1. When damaging physical creatures with the blade, inflicts additional cold damage and negative energy damage. 2. Continuously inflicts cold damage and negative energy damage on the wielder. 3. By sacrificing life energy, the Silver Dragon Wraith can be enraged, unleashing a 1-kilometer radius aura of deathly cold emanating from the weapon, continuously inflicting cold damage and negative energy damage on all creatures within its area of ​​effect.

【Mind Maze】: Three times a day, the holder can cast a maze spell using this long-handled greatsword. This maze spell ignores spell resistances below the legendary rank.

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This was the first time Zheng Jing had seen a legendary weapon other than his own.

To be honest, he had absolutely no idea whether this long-handled broadsword, which seemed flashy compared to his own club, was considered strong or weak among legendary weapons.

But having used his own sticks all the way to where he is today, he naturally understands just how useful legendary weapons really are.

Legendary quality weapon can be used against extraordinary quality weapon. Even if this legendary quality weapon is just a plunger, it will still leave a dent when it hits an extraordinary quality weapon.

Such a precious weapon, yet Heparipni threw it away so easily, even losing an arm in the process. It has to be said that he was truly decisive.

Of course, it's also possible that the female demon simply felt Zheng Jing couldn't handle that long-handled broadsword—

"Roar!!"

Whether it was finally awakened by the intense bloodlust of the battlefield or not, a deafening dragon roar suddenly erupted from within Silverstone's bewilderment.

Immediately, a terrifying aura, a mixture of extreme cold and deathly energy, rippled outwards, instantly turning the ground beneath Zheng Jing's feet into frozen soil.

The flesh and bones that were still warm were also frozen solid, scattered on the ground in the cold.

Finally, the long-handled broadsword trembled, billowing black smoke that surrounded Zheng Jing.