The seven-star mission unlocked by Infinite Kill had completely shifted its target from savage beasts to the Barbarian Race.
A thousand members of the Barbarian Race—and they had to be warriors, at that. In other words, ordinary members of the Barbarian Race no longer counted toward the quota.
Qin Shaofeng already knew that among the Barbarian Race, only those who had condensed a Barbarian Mark were qualified to be called warriors.
Still, judging by the current situation, a quota of one thousand Barbarian warriors was no great burden for Qin Shaofeng. It would not be difficult.
What excited Qin Shaofeng was that if things continued this way, then once he completed the seven-star quota for Infinite Kill, the unlocked eight-star quota would probably become ten thousand Barbarian warriors.
Although the number had increased, and even if he could kill every warrior the He Clan had sent out at that moment, he still would not be able to complete the mission.
But to Qin Shaofeng, who already understood the Barbarian Race fairly well, killing ten thousand of them was no difficult task.
Even a hundred thousand should not be much of a problem.
"Hmm, in that case, if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to unlock Infinite Kill all the way to ten stars!"
Qin Shaofeng rubbed his chin, looking as if he had everything figured out. But he knew full well that at his current rate, completing the nine-star quota for Infinite Kill would probably be his limit.
Even if he unlocked the ten-star mission, it would be beyond his ability to complete.
Unless something unusual happened, Qin Shaofeng guessed that the ten-star quota would most likely require him to kill over a million Barbarian warriors.
Kill over a million Barbarian warriors?
That was hardly realistic.
"Forget it. That's