Qin Shaofeng had already left the city, yet this group still did not know how they should position themselves.
Faced with people whose brains had short-circuited to such an extent, Qin Shaofeng could not even be bothered to deal with them.
However.
This game seemed to have restrictions on combat modes.
For example, when he had been hurrying toward the city earlier, he could casually slaughter groups of people. Likewise, these people could activate party mode and attack only those not in their party.
Or they could switch to a mode that only attacked monsters.
But Qin Shaofeng could not be bothered with such trouble. He remained in slaughter mode.
A mocking smile appeared on his face.
Having fought through life and death for so many years, how could he not know what these people were thinking?
Yet he truly had no intention of continuing to use them to whittle down the Hell Demon Dragon's health.
With the way they were fighting now, even if all of them were slaughtered by the Hell Demon Dragon, they would not be able to take ten thousand health from it.
And that Hell Demon Dragon.
A string of nines.
That endless string of nines made Qin Shaofeng's eyes swim.
But when he carefully counted them, he discovered there were nine digits—999,999,999.
Just one point of health short of a full billion!
This game really knew how to make things ridiculous.
The Hell Demon Dragon stood ten zhang tall and was likely over thirty zhang long.
Rather than a dragon, Qin Shaofeng thought it would be more fitting to call it a huge black lizard.
Moreover, after spending so long in this game world, he already knew that when fighting a Hell Demon Dragon like this, attacking any part of it would cause the