Back Then, I Kicked the Great Red God and Tore Gaiapower Apart With My Own Hands

"Do you all want to dance too?"

Fang Mo's expression suddenly turned stern, and his entire presence became terrifyingly imposing.

"Eek!?"

Quite a few ragtag adventurers were struck by that aura, their faces instantly turning pale. That horrifying presence weighed down on them like a mountain, making even breathing incomparably difficult.

But adventurer teams had always been a mixed bag.

Since there were slackers and traitors among them,

there were naturally capable powerhouses as well.

Under Fang Mo's terrifying pressure, quite a few adventurers charged even more fiercely. Especially the berserkers who feared no death—they grabbed their weapons and sprinted wildly toward Fang Mo, crazily shouting something as they ran.

Seeing this madly charging army of adventurers,

Fang Mo found them more and more similar to the Allied Shinobi Forces.

So, with a contemptuous smile, Fang Mo charged forward alone in imitation of Uchiha Madara. The instant they collided, countless adventurers were brutally sent flying into the air by Fang Mo, the sounds of shattering bones rising one after another.

And once he had rushed into the crowd,

Fang Mo did not even use the Manyullyn Cleaver.

Against these adventurers, he could truly take them down one punch at a time. Even adventurers clad head to toe in heavily reinforced equipment could not withstand a single move from him.

A berserker leaped high into the air from afar and came crashing down with a Mountain Breaker.

Yet Fang Mo could not even be bothered to dodge. He simply kicked forward, and the terrifying force caved in the man's chest with a single blow. The berserker flew away like a cannonball, then rolled hundreds of meters across the sand before finally plunging headfirst into it and falling still.

Just then,

a gigantic spider suddenly appeared in the sky.

This was Prince