The pressure on the riverbank battlefield, with each swing of the sword, surged like a massive wave of blood-red spray.
Just ten minutes or so.
The battlefield was half subdued by Xu Ran alone. Seventy to eighty thousand monsters turned into corpses, rolling and floating in the river.
As for the over 600,000 elite wooden sculptures, all were killed by Xu Ran. The life-and-death crisis of the Investigation Corps and Cleanup Corps vanished like smoke.
Xu Ran pasted two "Little Rejuvenation Treasure Talismans" on himself.
His eyes shone brightly.
The exhilarating fight left him refreshed, his spirit high and fierce.
Li Songlin returned with the warriors: "Special Commander, sir, the left riverbank has been fully evacuated!"
Xu Ran hovered over the river and nodded indifferently: "Only a few stragglers left."
"I'll leave cleanup of the rest to you guys."
Li Songlin was embarrassed: "But sir, there's no one left... you've completely wiped them out."
