Chapter 1: The Fallen Gaming Master

  Yan Feng brought four beauties to the entrance of the Dead Soul Tower in no time, and as expected, his team was able to re-enter the tower once again. It has to be said that the temptation of the Golden Set is indeed great. The first floor was packed with players, but most of their levels were around 20, and dozens of people could barely withstand a single monster, resulting in constant flashing white lights and continuous deaths.

  "Wow, what a magnificent scene!" The dream chaser smiled as he held onto Flame Wind's arm and said, "It's still safer to hunt monsters and level up with brother."

  "Hey, you two don't need to be so intimate, we're still here!" Dream Chaser joked with a smile.

  Chaser's face turned bright red as he hastily let go of Yan Feng's arm, scolding: "Xun Meng sister, stop teasing me."

  "It's always like this, we're so close when we're together, I don't know what you guys do when we're not around." Xun Mengren had a look of 'fearing the sky would fall'.

  "Cough...cough..." Yan Feng coughed awkwardly a few times; "Let's go find the entrance to the second floor first."

  "No need to look anymore, I know where the entrance of the second floor is." Murmured sleepily, pointing to the middle of the hall: "Official hint, as long as all the monsters on the first floor are cleared away, a five-pointed star pattern will appear in the middle of the first floor. Players standing on it will be transported to the second floor."

  Yan Feng glanced at the first floor, where there were tens of thousands of players leveling up. He believed that it wouldn't take long for all the monsters here to be wiped out. The monsters in the Tower of the Dead were different from those in other places. Outside, monsters would respawn after a set period of time, but here, they would only respawn after all the monsters had been killed.

  So, Yan Feng and the others could only hunt monsters on the first floor. With his powerful attack power, plus the function of the Divine Magic Heart, a 40-level undead mage's life would be exhausted with just one sword strike. And when "Sleepy Mist" and "Dream Chaser" fell simultaneously, a troublesome undead mage was killed in an instant.

  Arriving at a vast area of monsters, the Wolf Fang Sword in Yan Feng's hand emitted intense light. This light condensed into a powerful sword aura, covering an area of ten meters.

  "Ding ding ding……"

  ……

  All monsters within ten meters were affected, and their lives all dropped by about a third at the same time.

  "Wow, your skill 'Skyward Sword Dance' is so powerful! It deals massive damage!" Meng Hui Xiang's eyes widened in shock, and then she used the same skill 'Skyward Sword Dance', but it only dealt a few hundred points of damage to the monster. This made him feel extremely frustrated and he exclaimed "What an abnormality!"

  "Go back home and don't compare yourself with your brother, or you'll even lose the heart to live." The dream chaser chuckled.

  Yan Feng was also delighted, this sword dance that filled the sky although wasn't very powerful, but it covered a wide area. Then he made another sweep of his sword, the Wolf Tooth Sword in his hand continuously sending out three strong attacks, each one stronger than the last.

  One move swept away thousands of troops, directly killing dozens of undead mages. The remaining ones were also blasted to death by two mages using magic. In less than a minute, their team had eliminated over a hundred undead mages.

  When the surrounding players saw the speed at which Flame Wind was killing monsters, they were shocked and speechless. They needed several people or even dozens of people to kill one monster, but Flame Wind...

  "My god, how did they manage to do that? Even if they wore a white silver suit, it wouldn't be this awesome."

  "Alas... people are different, it's infuriating. We took half a day to take down one monster, but they took down over a hundred in less than a minute."

  "Third Brother, stop talking nonsense, the monster is attacking again."

  "Ah...... Pastor, give me some blood."

  ……

  The first floor of the Tower of the Dead was quite lively, with all sorts of envious voices coming from every corner. Many players even asked to join forces with Yan Feng's team, but were rejected by him. Unless they were among the top ten players in the level rankings, Yan Feng wouldn't even consider forming a party with them.

  It has to be said that the higher the level, the slower the upgrade. Yan Feng and his team spent nearly two hours killing monsters on the first floor of the Tower of the Dead, but he didn't level up, while Zhui Meng Ren's team leveled up instead.

  Two hours, they harvested a large amount of prestige and gold coins. The dreamer, this pastor, basically didn't need to use it, so she just picked up the gold coins at the back of the team. Every monster dropped one gold coin, and two hours made her harvest tens of thousands of them, making her feel delighted.

  "Just a few thousand more voices and we can create an association." Sleepy eyes with a joyful face.

  Upon hearing this, Yan Feng turned his head and looked at Chui Meng Ren.

  The dreamer stuck out his tongue and awkwardly explained: "I gave the Jianbang token to my sister."

  Yan Feng glanced at the drowsy Sleep Dream and said, "Anyway, I've already given it to you. Who you give it to is none of my business. Take a rest, we're going to the second floor."

  After more than two hours of effort, the monsters on the first floor of the Wizard's Tower have decreased significantly. Many players are waiting to enter the second floor, and many players have used Return Scrolls to go back.

  Ten minutes later, the last monster on the first floor was solved by a talisman master. At this moment, a five-colored light suddenly flashed in the middle of the first floor, and after a while, a mysterious five-pointed star appeared out of thin air. At the same time, hundreds of people were enveloped by the light emitted by the five-pointed star.

  When Yan Feng and his team opened their eyes, they found themselves in the safe zone of the second floor of the Tower of the Dead, along with hundreds of other players.

  In front of us, not far away, were densely packed monsters. These monsters wore armor and held giant swords, moving extremely slowly.

  Undead Warrior Fierce Monster

  Rank?

  Life?

  Attack?

  Defense?

  ……

  A string of greetings left hundreds of players here with a bitter face, and some even directly used the return scroll to return to the city.

  "Brother, how did you get hit?" The dream chaser blinked his big eyes and stared at the monster in front of him.

  Yan Feng fell silent for a moment before saying, "Using the most ordinary tactics, I'll be at the front to tank the monsters, the priest will be in the middle healing me, and the mage will be at the back attacking with magic."

  Then they slowly left the safety zone. As soon as they left the safety zone, dozens of undead warriors rushed towards them, but the speed of the undead warriors was very slow.

  "Sweeping away thousands of troops."

  The Wolf Fang Sword in hand unleashed three powerful attacks in a row, and more than a dozen undead warriors' heads simultaneously flashed with gorgeous damage numbers.

  Ding dong...

  System prompt: You possess the sacred object "God Demon's Heart", increasing your attack on monsters by 50% and decreasing monster attacks on you by 50%.

  With the Heart of God and Devil, Flame Wind's single strike swept across thousands of troops, killing dozens of undead warriors with 5000 life. However, the blood bars on top of these undead warriors' heads only decreased by one-tenth.