Talent of Unknown Rank

Setting aside the differences in our attributes, when it came to combat, Lin Zhiluo had never feared any enemy.

Gazing at the densely packed enemies before him, seemingly without end, he casually swept the Jiuli Blade backward and cut in half an enemy trying to sneak up behind him.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

Chunks of flesh and entrails splattered onto the surrounding enemies.

But they acted as if nothing had happened and continued attacking Lin Zhiluo.

Killing one wasn't enough?

Lin Zhiluo remained calm as he raised the Jiuli Blade and swung again.

In just a few breaths, he had cut every enemy around him into pieces. They fell into the heaps of corpses below.

But the vast sea of enemies showed no sign of thinning.

And they all continued their fearless assault on him.

So killing a group wasn't enough either?

This time, facing the endless tide, Lin Zhiluo leaped straight into the crowd.

The Jiuli Blade in his hand swept through them like a meat grinder.

Wherever it went, flashes of steel streaked past, screams rang out, and blood and flesh flew.

No enemy could withstand a second strike from him!

Lin Zhiluo moved like a tireless spinning top, constantly pushing forward and killing, as if no one stood in his way.

One after another.

Group after group.

The endless tide continued to surge, but Lin Zhiluo never stopped. The more he killed, the more his spirit soared.

Perhaps he had killed ten thousand, or a hundred thousand, or even a million!

The heaps of corpses grew higher, and the blood gathered deeper.

A veritable mountain of corpses and sea of blood had taken shape beneath Lin Zhiluo's blade!

Standing atop the mountain of corpses, he was still alone, yet his silhouette seemed ever more imposing.

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