Fifty Ironclad Scorpions either burrowed into the sand, pounced through the air, or charged headlong, closing in on him from every direction.
The desert here was filled with rolling dunes rather than flat ground.
Every so often, a monster would suddenly dart out from one of the surrounding sandhills.
As they pounced and charged, some even carried the fierce momentum of flying monsters!
Bai Yang's mind was perfectly calm. His experience of facing hundreds or thousands of monsters at once amid the Beast Tide in Magic City had already become instinct.
The sword light in his hand flickered as a haze of sword shadows formed around him, establishing three impregnable defensive rings.
Any bold Ironclad Scorpion that dared leap in alone would immediately be shredded to pieces by countless sword shadows.
This even included two mid-level commander-class Ironclad Scorpions!
Only then did the monster pack finally realize that Bai Yang was completely unlike the enemies they had faced before.
They began obediently forming various small formations, attempting to charge at him together!
Bai Yang's longsword jabbed, thrust, deflected, and struck. These small monsters were light in weight as well.
He sent them flying far beyond the encirclement, effortlessly breaking apart every formation and preventing them from mounting any large-scale offensive.
He seized the opportunity to slaughter the remaining Ironclad Scorpions!
Arcs of sword light swept through the air, often cutting several monsters into pieces at once.
The desert beneath his feet posed no hindrance whatsoever to his movement techniques.
As he grew increasingly accustomed to this fighting style, the monsters on the second floor proved even easier to deal with than those on the first!
"Second floor cleared! Congratulations, War God Bai Yang!"
Before long, the electronic voice rang out, just as expected.
Bai Yang lowered his head to check