"A minor mission? He's something else, having the energy for this at a time like this."
Zhou An twitched the corner of his mouth, unable to resist complaining.
The flying sword he controlled slew the monsters along the way.
These monsters weren't particularly dense, but encountered occasionally, and had a certain level of aggressiveness, with strength around Tier Nine.
Some of them didn't seem like alien creatures, already adapted to living here.
In the sky, some birds completely merged with the black fog, extremely difficult to distinguish, and they typically wouldn't attack living beings, instead scavenging rotting corpses at night.
While other monsters appeared very abrupt.
There was a kind of four-legged animal emitting a golden glow, visible from afar, they were extremely aggressive, for ordinary people, encountering one would mean certain death.
Su Changxing observed Zhou An's flying sword for a moment and couldn't help but exclaim:
