Chapter 997: Draw Back-to-Back (4K)

In the battered conference room, Li Changhe, wearing a blood-stained captain's coat, walked up to a giant bat nailed to the ground and crushed its still writhing head underfoot as he slowly drew the Black Dragon Spear out.

Three players from the Different Race inside the Qingxuan Bell had absolutely no margin for error.

The bell tolls truly meant death.

Yun Ting directly reduced the active area of the Qingxuan Bell, forcing the three Different Race players to engage in close combat with Li Changhe.

As a result, they were each slaughtered by Li Changhe one by one.

Under these circumstances, Li Changhe didn't need to use too many skills; close-quarters combat was where he thrived.

Furthermore, the ability of Blood Clan players to transform into hundreds of bats and flee was utterly useless in such a confined, narrow space. Why bother identifying the True Body when you can't be sure which one it is?

Just kill them all, nail them down—could they still survive?