If the first two scenes had left everyone bewildered.
Then this third scene was downright mind-blowing and terrifying.
Evil Spirit Demon Emperor.
Level 175. Its strength was exceedingly formidable, and its bizarre Evil Spirit secret arts were especially troublesome.
Even those Level 180 powerhouses did not dare claim they could definitely gain an advantage against it.
Its most glorious feat had been fighting ten Level 180 job-changers single-handedly.
In the end, three of those job-changers had been slain, while the rest had all fled with Heavy Injuries.
The Evil Spirit Demon Emperor's true strength did not lie in its frontal combat power.
It lay in its Evil Spirit methods.
Truth and falsehood intertwined, falsehood and truth interwoven.
Even Level 180 job-changers could not see through its Evil Spirit secret arts.
Some had even suffered inner demons after fighting it, becoming madmen who directly attacked their companions.
No one had expected that such a fearsome Demon Emperor would actually be instantly killed by this Jobless Freelancer!
What the hell was going on?
"Hiss..."
"Was this Jobless Freelancer really that strong?"
At this moment.
The people below the stage finally stopped putting on a brave front, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
The facts before their eyes had left them no room to keep talking tough.
"Switch the camera directly to the fourth floor!"
"Quick!"
"We can still catch sight of him now!"
Eugene, the Freedom Federation's general, hurriedly shouted as well.
The staff did not dare be careless in the slightest and quickly switched the camera feed.
This time...
"Fuck! We finally caught sight of this Jobless Freelancer!"
"The camera was always one step too slow!"
"Come on! Let me take a good look at just how powerful this Jobless Freelancer is, to have instantly killed even the Evil Spirit