In the liver, the top-tier player squad led by Vanguard Across the Realm was racing for their lives!!!
Boom—!
Several sonic booms erupted in succession between the massive hepatic lobules!
For the first-echelon players, whose average level was above LV.35 and who had unlocked Tier Three talents, their methods of movement had long since surpassed the realm of humanity.
Vanguard Across the Realm used Flash Step, becoming a bolt of lightning skimming the ground; Dragon Fighting in the Wild bulldozed through every obstacle regardless of terrain; Brute Force Yields Miracles had tried something new today, modifying his leg muscles and twisting his powerful tendons into reverse-jointed spring structures, allowing him to leap hundreds of meters at a time.
But at this moment, something about this convoy felt rather bizarre.
That was because someone had been tightly bound to Dragon Fighting in the Wild's broad back with high-strength biofibers.
The only Flesh Descent player on the entire server, the LV.10 Reconstructor—Xinglong.
"AAAAAHHHH, SAVE MEEE—!!!"
Xinglong's screams were shredded to pieces by the raging wind.
He finally understood the price of being carried by the pros...
Once their speed broke the sound barrier, the air rushing toward them was no longer wind, but blades!
Xinglong was only LV.10. Even with Dragon Fighting in the Wild breaking the wind for him, his base attributes simply could not withstand such terrifying air resistance! Gales howled and crushed his body from every direction. He felt as if the skin on his face was about to be blown off, while every bone in his body creaked under unbearable strain.
[System Warning: You are suffering extreme wind-pressure damage!] [HP: 78%... 55%... 32%...]
In less than two minutes of running, Xinglong's health bar plummeted like a broken pipe spraying water everywhere!
"Stop! Chen Feng, you bastard,