"Starting from the eleventh floor, every demon soldier is a high-level demon soldier!"
"Yes. Up through the tenth floor, these demon soldiers are at most level 110, making them intermediate demon soldiers. From the eleventh floor onward, aside from those level 150 powerhouses, it seems that basically no one dares to solo it!"
"But this Jobless Freelancer is only level 100! How does he dare?"
"Before this, I might have doubted his strength. But after watching the earlier battles, I think this guy still has strength in reserve. Maybe he really can keep pushing onward!"
"..."
At this moment.
The outside world was abuzz with discussion over that slender figure on the screen who had chosen to continue into the eleventh floor.
Some thought this Jobless Freelancer had a death wish.
But after watching his previous battles, others felt that he should be able to successfully defeat a high-level demon soldier, because those earlier fights had basically all ended in instant kills!
This had already proven one thing: this Jobless Freelancer still had strength in reserve!
"I remember that the demon soldier on the eleventh floor seems to be of the Darkmoon Demon Soldier race. Its bloodline talent is spatial in nature, and it is born with all kinds of divine abilities for spatial traversal. It is extremely troublesome..."
"Mm, I previously formed a party to tackle that Darkmoon Demon Soldier. It really was incomparably troublesome. Mainly because its spatial methods were impossible to guard against, and the key was that it was especially good at running..."
"It can continuously travel through space. Trying to catch it and land a fatal blow is indeed very difficult."
Everyone was fairly familiar with the demon soldier guarding the eleventh floor.
Darkmoon Demon Soldier.
Level 121.
It had already entered the ranks of