Below the Tenth Tier, he could slaughter them with ease. The martial techniques and True Essence those soldiers took such pride in were too fragile to withstand a single blow before his Spear Intent, which had already touched upon the level of laws.
Xiao Hei was equally ferocious. Although it had yet to break through to the Ninth Tier and remained at the Eighth Level of the Eighth Tier, as a pure-blooded descendant of the Abyssal Demon Dragon, one of the four main bloodlines of the Primordial Dragon Clan, its physical strength and bloodline talents were far beyond those of ordinary Mutated Beasts.
Fighting above its level was simply routine for it. With every swipe of its dragon claws, it tore the heavily armored soldiers apart as easily as paper.
Wherever its dragon tail swept, rows of soldiers were sent flying like bowling pins. The sound of breaking bones rang out endlessly, while its dragon roar carried a pressure from deep within its bloodline, making the low-tier Mutated Beast mounts buckle and kneel. They threw their riders off their backs, only to be swallowed by Xiao Hei one after another.
One man and one dragon carved out an unstoppable momentum amid an army of hundreds of thousands!
Wherever they passed, all that remained were mangled corpses and a stench of blood so thick it could not dissipate.
Meanwhile, the system's kill notifications kept ringing in Lin Ming's mind like a beautiful melody:
[Killed one Sixth Tier, First Layer enemy. Kill Points gained: 100,000.] [Killed one Seventh Tier, First Layer enemy. Kill Points gained: 500,000.] [Killed one Second Level of the Eighth Tier enemy. Kill Points gained: 1,000,000.]
Kill Points poured into his account like a rushing stream. Although, with his growing strength, enemies below the Seventh Tier now