"Kill!"
Dragon Soaring World's blade flashed like Black-red Lightning, tearing through the Abyss Demon lines.
Amid the ruins of the leveled Golden City, hundreds of Imps and Abyss Guards did not even have time to scream before they became chunks of flesh and Merit Points.
"Stay with the guild leader! Clear a safe zone!" Blood War Eight Wastelands followed close behind, his Breaking Army Battle Axe carrying the power of his new equipment as he slammed it into an Abyss Butcher.
Boom!
The Elite Demon that had once required a group assault could not withstand even three blows from Blood War Eight Wastelands's furious attack. It fell with an unwilling roar.
"Thirty million damage?!" Blood War Eight Wastelands stared wide-eyed at the number he had dealt.
That was damage he had never dared dream of before!
"Whoa! Abyss Demonsteel! This mob dropped materials!" A sharp-eyed player shouted and rushed forward to pick up the faintly glowing material.
The members of Dragon Soaring Dynasty were fired up. With their upgraded equipment, their strength had leaped forward.
Facing the tide of Demons surging toward them, they felt excitement where there had once been fear.
These were no longer terrifying invaders. They were walking Merit Points, piles of experience and materials waiting to be harvested!
"Mage squad! Cover them with skills! Don't conserve mana—we have healers!"
"Assassin squad! Sneak around behind them! Take out the spellcasting Demons first!"
"Heavy armor, charge! Hold the line, damn it!"
Light Snow directed them calmly.
As the members dealt one massive hit after another and killed Demon after Demon, surges of warmth, each stronger than the last, flowed into Dragon Soaring World.
His Godhead pulsed with joy. Every fallen Demon and every shout from his teammates became faith in its purest form, nourishing his power.
He felt