"Young man, I need your strength."
He quickly organized the team, issuing commands one after the other.
Even though he had been in his position for less than two months, he had the air of a seasoned veteran.
After all, he had met the Chief Instructor Black Blade, seen Lady An of the Netherworld, and encountered the Beacon Mentor!
Mysterious Evil disaster, no need to panic.
Wei Nian flicked his black trench coat, flinging out an explosive cigarette, but the swirling grey fog in front of him persisted, reminiscent of a miniature portal to the Ghastly Realm, rapidly spewing out three, six, seventeen or eighteen Mysterious Evils.
Among them were two three-star Mysterious Evil Flesh Giants.
