"Curved Horn Mage Legion, attack." Suhabi had arrived, appearing on the other side of the mountain road.
The 3,000 elite Curved Horn Demon mages did not need to chant. They instantly cast all kinds of high-level spells, each strike dealing over 8 million magic damage. As monsters, most of their skills were area attacks and came with stacking damage effects.
A non-tank player around level 140 had less than 1 million health. Even a tank had only a little over 10 million health.
An elite Curved Horn Demon could casually cast Lightning Chain, with damage increasing by 30% and a range of 50 yards. Once it landed, everyone within that 50-yard diameter died. Even tanks died!
Nguyen Trong Phi's subordinates were completely dumbfounded. On one side of their only escape route stood the Horned Devil Second King's archer legion; on the other was the elite mage force led by the Horned Devil King. Behind them were the Curved Horn Demon melee troops led by the Horned Devil Vanguard General.
There was no way to the heavens and no path into the earth!
"Brothers, run! We can't worry about anything else!" Some player shouted this in desperation.
The people around him ran forward like headless flies, dragging all 200,000 players along with them. But that only delighted Lu Yang and the Curved Horn Demon Army. Attacked from the left, right, and rear at the same time, the remaining 200,000 players were wiped out in less than fifteen minutes. Only a few hundred occasionally escaped, and that was because Lu Yang deliberately let them go so he could continue pursuing them.
Lu Yang looked at his experience bar. In such a short time, his Lightning Avatar's experience bar was nearly full. Killing a level 130 player gave 80,000 experience points.
He had