Dang, dang, dang!

The warrior's shield blocked the attack of two Resurrection General Cricket s, successfully blocking one, but it was struck by the fourth. With a scream, his body was thrown out. A white light fell from the sky. It was Healing, which had dangerously pulled up his HP to 80.

This priest was definitely an expert.

"Death Grip!"

The warrior who was about to land on the ground was gripped by a black fist. With a strong squeeze, the warrior's entire body was almost deformed.

- 80.1

The Warrior transformed into a Gray Light and died. Two items dropped, both unprecedented in history.

The Cleric who was rushing in front suddenly stopped, turned around, and started running outside. His reaction was fast, but Dongfang Qingyu was faster, Dongfang Qingyu started to move behind him, and caught up to him in three seconds.

"Poison Fang Art!"

Priests could heal, but not all of them had poison skills. The powerful priest in front of them obviously knew this skill. A red light enveloped him and the green on his face immediately disappeared. He suddenly raised his head, and his face immediately became deathly pale. When he used his magic, he inevitably slowed down, and in that instant of pause, the 'Resurrection General Cricket' caught up to him.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The Priest was sent flying into the air. However, before he landed on the ground, his HP was emptied and he died. Even the two Thieves and Assassins couldn't take a single kick from the Resurrection General Cricket, let alone the weak Priests.

"Poison Fang Art!"

"Poison Fang Art!"

"Corruption Art!"

"..."

Dongfang Qingyu ignored the arrows shot at him and attacked the Priest with all his might. He managed to hit the Priest 13 times on his shoulders, back and waist, causing his HP to drop by more than 500 points.

When the surrounding warriors and mages rushed forward, he turned around and retreated. The next moment, the mages stopped because the Resurrection General Cricket had rushed up.

"Resurrection Arts!"

With one Resurrection General Cricket dead, Dongfang Qingyu immediately revived another to make up for it. The face of the player who killed the 'Resurrection General Cricket' twitched. He felt a sense of accomplishment. Killing a 'Resurrection General Cricket' in 25 seconds, no matter where it was, was still a glorious matter, but...

Dongfang Qingyu forcefully reduced the time he had remaining to three seconds.

"Corruption Art!"

"Poison Fang Art!"

"Bone Fire Art!"

"Death Grip!"

"..."

Dongfang Qingyu endured the first wave of the charge, and the situation immediately reversed. The members of Death God Guild did not think so at the start, and immediately reacted that there were no priests.

Once the two professions, Thief and Assassin, died, the pressure on Dongfang Qingyu greatly decreased. He then aimed at the Mages, then the Warriors, and finally the Archer.

Although Dongfang Qingyu was a mage, his speed was at least twice as fast. Even if he was a mage, he could not match up to Dongfang Qingyu in terms of speed.

Dongfang Qingyu completely blocked the arrows and killed the three Archer s.

"..."

One day, two days, three days.

As long as it was a lone Death God Guild member, not a single one would be able to escape. In a group, as long as there were no more than 10 of them, Dongfang Qingyu would definitely dare to take action, and with a sneak attack, half of the first round of attacks would be enough to finish them off.

The general's cricket was a little heavy, but he didn't care.

When night fell, Dongfang Qingyu successfully ambushed a Death God Guild team of 12 people. 7 'Resurrection General Cricket' plus him equals 8 combat units, against 12 combat units, it would be a bit risky. But thinking that the efficiency of his surveillance would be reduced, Dongfang Qingyu decided to do it anyway.

Dongfang Qingyu rushed up and entangled the three strongest warriors in the group. Seven Resurrection General Cricket jumped out and killed two Priests, two Archer and a Mage. The Knight and the Thief did not die, but the residual blood also died.

Then, the two Resurrection General Cricket came to support Dongfang Qingyu, while the remaining two went to deal with the others.

"Death Grip!"

The warrior who was kicked by the 'Resurrection General Cricket' was sent flying. In midair, he was grabbed by the giant fist made up of Black Shadow.

Dongfang Qingyu, who only had less than 3000 HP remaining, quickly retreated, luring away one warrior. The remaining warriors faced the combined attack of the two 'Resurrection General Cricket', and endured for 11 seconds before dying. The two Resurrection General Cricket that had eliminated their opponents returned to Dongfang Qingyu's side. The warrior who was chasing after Dongfang Qingyu changed his expression and tried to escape, it was already too late.

"Resurrection Arts!"

"Resurrection Arts!"

After replenishing the dead General Cricket, Dongfang Qingyu quickly took his potions. Not only were the three Warriors of high level, their skills were also powerful.

The Warrior and the Thief had both died, leaving only two Mages and a Paladin. Just as Dongfang Qingyu was about to go up and lend a hand, the message suddenly sounded.

He hurriedly opened it. These past few days, he only relied on the Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day's accurate information to be able to calmly avoid the encirclement and annihilation of the Death God Guild. At the same time, he had also successfully ambushed many lone profound practitioners. Every message that the Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day sent over was something that he needed the most.

This time, it was not information from the Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day, but from him.

"You … and even started fighting with Death God Guild? " Small Pudding Guoguo was feeling complicated.

"En!"

"You can't beat a gang by yourself." Even though there were words between them, Dongfang Qingyu could still feel Small Pudding Guoguo's concern.

"I'll be careful."

"If... Give up, I... "It's okay." The Small Pudding Guoguo said intermittently.

"I care."

"Where are you? I'll help you." It was only after a long period of silence that the Small Pudding Guoguo finally sent a message.

"I can still deal with it now. When I need your help, I'll come find you." Dongfang Qingyu watched as the two mages fell to the ground, leaving only the knights behind, the killing intent in their eyes never lessened.

In the past, it was always Death God Guild that took the initiative to cause trouble for him.

"But …"

"Do you mind helping me out?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.

"Speak, I will definitely help you." Small Pudding Guoguo immediately replied.

"Help me monitor Death God Guild from the bottom of the Sky City. If they make any movements, tell me. I know it's very dangerous like this —" Dongfang Qingyu said.

"Don't worry, I will do everything I can to tell you about the movements of the Death God Guild." Small Pudding Guoguo said without the slightest hesitation.

"Alright, let's leave it at this for now. If I need any help, I'll contact you later."

"Alright!"

Closing the message, Dongfang Qingyu used his fastest speed to sweep the battlefield. Not even a minute after he left, a player appeared in the area, checked for a bit, and chased after Dongfang Qingyu.