Blood and severed limbs splattered and flew through the air behind him.
Like a calm Harvester, he plowed a straight and bloody path through the monster tide, his pace never slowing in the slightest.
Only when encountering the Giant Earth Rock Worms, which were like small, moving mountains, did he choose to evade.
These behemoths' Magma Breath covered a vast area, burned at an extreme temperature, and their defenses were formidable. Without using his Flying Sword, he simply couldn't defeat them with the level of strength he was currently showing.
Less than two kilometers from the fortress, Murphy leaped to the top of a towering, scorched rock and gazed into the distance.
With his Extraordinary senses, he could make out many details, even in the dim twilight and swirling dust.
The majestic silhouette of Blackstone Fortress was now in sight, but its once-indestructible outer walls were ablaze in several places, billowing thick smoke.
