The person who could toy with a Sword Warrior like this was, of course, none other than Wen Xishu.
With a Demon King as his mount, Wen Xishu had to admit that traveling had become much faster.
"For now, my speech problem... just makes me sound more insulting. The meaning isn't too far off. I need to find Old Zheng as soon as possible."
Wen Xishu was still very worried about Old Zheng.
They had been separated upon entering the battlefield, making Wen Xishu reflect on the host's malicious intentions.
Without the Great Healer, Old Zheng could not even speak.
And the Great Healer only worked on teammates, which meant Wen Xishu's own flaw could not be overcome.
"Faster. Is this really all the speed a Demon King can manage?" Wen Xishu urged.
To Demon King Twenty-Two, those words sounded like this:
"You useless piece of trash. You've only lost your hands; your legs are still there. If they're this inefficient, I don't mind carving you into a ball. Maybe you'll roll faster than you can run."
Demon King Twenty-Two plunged into sheer terror, and its speed abruptly increased.
Soon, under Demon King Twenty-Two's frantic sprint, they left Area Eleven and reached Area Ten.
Crossroads were always the easiest places to run into trouble.
In Area Ten, Demon King Twenty-Two spotted a scattered group of a dozen or so Axe Heroes.
Axe Heroes had slow melee attack speeds but tremendous attack power. Compared to the nimble Sword Warriors, their health rivaled that of Shield Warriors.
"Kill them. Along the way, you're allowed to kill anyone you see except Shield Warriors."
The resulting words were more or less the same:
"Even though you're this useless, I assume you can still kill these Heroes? Here's a chance to prove yourself. Next, we'll