155: Fatal difficulty, the desire to kill begins!

On a small dirt mound dozens of meters away, as far as the eye could see, a small group of Dragonkin were casually lying on the ground, resting.

They were protected by armor and their skin was covered in thick scales, as they yawned and flicked their tails.

From time to time, they let out strange gurgling sounds.

Don't be fooled by how idle these monsters seemed; once an enemy invaded their territory, they would quickly organize into teams to confront them.

Xia Qi, spotless, casually walked on the dirt path formed by trampling.

As soon as he entered the Dragonkin's line of sight, these soldiers immediately let out "waru waru" cries.

One by one, the Dragonkin roared and charged over.

Their movements were so swift, completely unlike their previous idle demeanor.

They could disguise themselves and possessed intelligence.

They used tactics, not brute force.

Dragonkin are actually very Advanced creatures; they are well-organized, have clear divisions of labor, and will unleash their full strength when facing enemies.

Such monsters are far more terrifying than ordinary ones.

What's more, this was a Infernal Level dungeon, so the difficulty increased exponentially.

Even a team of level 40, second-turn professionals wouldn't be very keen on challenging this dungeon.

The space for maneuvering was simply too small; they could only rely on absolute strength to overwhelm it.

But then again, teams strong enough to overwhelm a Dragonkin Camp would long since have no use for the Materials and equipment found here; they had better options.

Xia Qi watched from afar, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The longsword in his hand swayed lightly, its blade shimmering with a delicate sharpness in the sunlight.

He walked forward unhurriedly, maintaining his pace, neither fast nor slow, like strolling through a garden, regardless of how the charging Dragonkin in front of him screamed, yelled, or charged at him.

The first Dragonkin warrior charged in front of Xia Qi, and time instantly slowed to an extreme degree, the Dragonkin's movements and expressions becoming clearly visible in an instant.

Screech!

A dull sound entered his ears, and the longsword, like a dancing butterfly, drew a graceful arc in the air.

Xia Qi continued to walk forward, lightly flicking his wrist to shake off the blood from the blade.

【Ding, killed a Level 34 Dragonman Spear Soldier, Experience +850,000】

【Obtained Gold-grade Long Spear X1】

【Obtained Dragonkin Blood X10】

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The notification sound rang out, followed by the sound of the monster's head hitting the ground.

Through repeated use of the Demon Slayer sword technique, Xia Qi was also trying to find a lighter, more energy-efficient sword attack.

Now, with the blessing of Time Jump, he could sever a Dragonkin's head with just one swift sword stroke.

【Ding, comprehended passive sword skill, Effortless Strength.】

【Ding, comprehended nameless sword art, you may name it yourself.】

"Graceful as a butterfly, swift as a glowworm, let's call it Butterfly Glow Swordplay."

As he thought it, the sword skill was already generated.

【Effortless Strength: Stamina consumption is halved when using sword skills, making holding the sword lighter and more effortless.】

【Butterfly Glow Swordplay: The sword art is elusive and extremely fast, with butterflies dancing and glowworms flying. Currently, it has one form and can be further supplemented.】

In the eyes of the Dragonkin, Xia Qi's movements were clearly very slow, yet they couldn't see him make a move.

The gleaming longsword seemed to be pointing downwards the entire time, as if it had never moved.

This unknown confusion baffled their limited intelligence.

Why did this person look so fragile, yet they died without even touching his body?

While many thoughts were still being processed, Xia Qi had already walked past these Dragonkin, step by step.

Thud!

A series of silent thuds, those were the heads with dilated pupils, separated from their bodies.

The entire process lasted one minute during the Time Jump, while only thirty seconds passed in the outside world.

A team of sixty Dragonkin warriors was completely wiped out.

Across the entire dirt mound, bodies lay neatly in rows.

Blood flowed out, gradually forming a thin stream.

A gentle breeze wafted by, carrying faint whiffs of blood that lingered and gathered above the camp.

In the center of the Dragonkin Camp, inside a huge wooden military tent, a five-meter-tall, muscular Green-skinned Dragon Man frowned.

He smelled the blood of his kin, faint at first, then gradually becoming stronger.

"Outsider, very strong!"

He lifted an earthen pot and took a large gulp of wine, surprisingly speaking in human tongue.

A slight tipsiness came over him, and he slowly shook his head, standing up, his massive head nearly touching the top of the military tent.

"Waru!"

He roared at the tent entrance, and two smaller Dragonkin poked their heads into the military tent.

Their eyes held a hint of confusion, not understanding why their leader had suddenly erupted with such great anger.

"Bring the blade!"

"Waru!"

Soon, an exquisitely crafted long blade, seven or eight meters long, was carried in by the two Dragonkin.

It was placed on the ground with a clang, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Just by looking at it, one could feel how heavy this weapon was.

Dragon patterns were engraved on the long blade, and when the Green-skinned Dragon Man took the long blade in his hand, streams of light began to Entanglement around it, and the hollow Dragon pattern at the head lit up with a crimson glow.

The Dragon Eye opened, and the Dragon Soul descended.

Demon Dragon Blade!

This was the Green-skinned Dragon Man's name for the long blade.

It was unknown when this name had originated, only that throughout the entire camp, only he could wield this long blade.

The moment the long blade was grasped in his hand, the Azure Dragon's aura became incredibly violent.

Already short-tempered, his anger surged from within, and he raised his massive head, letting out a furious roar.

In the air, ripples of waves were generated.

The Green-skinned Dragon Man's mere sonic wave nearly ripped off the roof of the wooden tent.

Not long after the roar echoed into the sky, the entire Dragonkin Camp became agitated.

Lethal-level combat readiness!

All Dragonkin, regardless of age, responded in kind, picking up their weapons and forming ranks.

Ooooh!

"Waru!"

Sharp, piercing sonic waves roared throughout the camp, and the clouds above the entire Dragonkin Camp seemed to be dispersed by this enormous, vast roar.

Outside the camp, Xia Qi, still over two hundred meters away from the camp, twitched his brow slightly.

He looked up at the distant sky, listening to the echoing roars.

He realized that the situation had changed.

"Infernal Level difficulty, is this just the beginning?"

"So, everything before was just an appetizer."

It was completely different from the dungeons he had experienced in the past; he had never seen a scene where an entire dungeon's monsters collectively roared in fury.

It was normal for monsters to have territorial awareness.

Xia Qi had also encountered many such monsters.

For example, the Lizard Elder in the beginner dungeon during high school, the Twisted Thicket dungeon, the Fallen Land mountain cave area, and so on.

But a situation like this, where the entire dungeon's monsters collectively went on alert while he was still hundreds of meters away from the camp.

This was truly the first time in history.

Under the passive state of a calm mind, Xia Qi's heart felt no great disturbance.

On the contrary, all his cells began to tremble violently, and a murderous intent, born from deep within his heart, surged forth.

Just a camp, a few thousand Dragonkin, that's all!

Kill!

Kill them all!

Leave none alive!