The Rich Can Do Whatever They Want

More of Big Yu's divine figures burst out of the forest.

Everyone counted carefully and discovered that another twenty-four Goddesses, Vajra King Kongs, and Li Shutongs had emerged!

Some Chen Clan soldiers who had played games suddenly felt as if they were in one: somewhere in a cave within this Forbidden Zone was a spawn point, and they were playing an ancient tower defense game, endlessly fighting bosses that kept respawning...

They were not facing a normal opponent. They were facing a game's mechanics, system, and bugs...

In any case, they were not facing a normal human being.

"Psychopath!" Watching the soldiers around him get slaughtered and sent sprawling, the Chen Clan painter finally broke down and cursed, "Psychopath! Only a psychopath would use his paintings like this!"

At first, he had thought Big Yu using four paintings at once was already ridiculous.

Now, with forty-eight paintings appearing one after another, it had completely overturned the Chen Clan painter's understanding.

This time, Big Yu gradually adapted to multitasking. He broke up all the divine figures from his paintings and scattered them around the Chen Clan troops.

He also began trying to practice coordinating the twenty-four divine figures in battle.

He had to practice this sooner or later. After all, every time he made a move in the future, it would be with twenty-four paintings. There was no way around it.

Forget wiping out a regiment. Even if he were swatting mosquitoes, he would send twenty-four divine figures after them!

There was no reason for it other than the fact that this style of fighting was just too satisfying.

It was like playing a strategy game. At the beginning, you diligently studied how to operate, make money, build cities, and recruit talent.

Then one day, someone suddenly gave you a string