Everyone on the screen began to move. In a building ninety-nine stories tall, even taking the elevator took quite a while. Chen Fan rode the elevator up alone. His goal was simple: charge straight into the enemy's nest and teach that green-haired punk a good lesson.
As Chen Fan's elevator rapidly ascended, on one of the floors, a servant Demon of Zephyr's pried open the elevator doors. The elevator cables were still moving. A malicious grin spread across the Demon's face as he raised his blade, magic power gathering along its edge.
With a slash, he severed the cables of the ascending elevator. Whoosh, whoosh...! The cables snapped through the air, and the elevator, which had already risen many floors, began to fall freely.
Accelerating continuously under gravity, it eventually crashed down to the lowest floor.
Boom! Boom!
The impact echoed through the entire building. The doors on the lowest level were crushed out of shape. An ordinary Demon would have suffered at least some injuries from such a sudden impact.
"...!" In the already distorted elevator car, Chen Fan punched a huge hole through its ceiling. There was no change to his condition. That fall had not even made him look the slightest bit disheveled.
"So I got played. As expected, doing things by the book doesn't suit me." Chen Fan said with a faint smile.
With a push of his feet, boom! The elevator car suffered another devastating force. The steel elevator shattered, and Chen Fan shot straight upward like a cannonball.
While that servant Demon was still watching, Chen Fan had already appeared beside him. The servant Demon was startled. He clearly had not expected Chen Fan to emerge completely unharmed.
"You..." Before the Demon could finish speaking, Chen Fan drove a fist into his abdomen.
Boom!