Inside the Fortress of Light.
Duan Wuya stood drenched in blood, gasping as he stared at the ten enemies hovering in the distance.
They looked much like humans, yet they fought on the monsters' side.
More importantly, every one of them was at War God Level.
They had inflicted the wounds covering his body.
The corpses of many War Gods lay around him, all killed by these enemies.
"Why? You're human too! Why are you helping these monsters commit such atrocities?"
The ten figures in the air smiled mockingly.
"This native actually thinks we're the same as him."
"Hahaha! Does he think I'm a native too?"
"That sounds like an insult. Let's finish him already."
"He's almost at the Planetary-level Peak. If I hadn't used a Secret Art, he might have caught me off guard."
"What good is the Planetary-level Peak? It only measures how much energy he has. His control is crude."
"Exactly. These natives just pile on more energy. They barely know how to use it."
As the ten were still talking, a figure suddenly flew up from beneath the city wall.
"Stop wasting time. Do you want to finish the mission or not? Do you want the reward?"
At the sight of the newcomer, the ten nodded and charged toward Duan Wuya.
"The mission comes first."
"Right. Taking this city is worth two hundred Points."
"Tasks with rewards this generous are rare."
Seeing them rush at him, Duan Wuya drew on all his War Qi and gripped the broken blade in his hand, ready to defend himself.
These people were not particularly powerful, but they were hard to deal with. Their abilities were bizarre, too.
The enemy in front released a strange energy that wrapped around Duan Wuya's body, slowing his movements and reactions. A second enemy