Doomsday Game.

The night is like water, covering the bustling city.

Neon lights and darkness interweave to form a chaotic and blurred picture.

In this picture, a man wearing a mysterious god and demon mask shuttles between high-rise buildings like a ghost, ignoring the chaotic and noisy streets, and is looking for his prey.

Or the more chaotic the place, the more suitable it is for hunting. He is attracted by the hustle and bustle of every crime and can't wait to unfold his hunting knife.

The more serious the riot, the more officials disguised as demons. They try to maintain order on the streets and try to suppress the crazy people, but because of the small number of people, they have little effect and are thankless.

The culprit of the riot is hiding in the darkness at this time, treating them as prey.

"Bang!"

A gunshot took the life of a police officer and announced the appearance of the hunter.

A figure wearing a mask of gods and demons leaped out of the darkness, his body agile, like a leopard in the dark, quietly approaching the target.

He held a pistol tightly in his hand, emitting flames at close range, making every attack unavoidable.

Every time he pulled the trigger, it was accompanied by a blazing flame and a deafening gunshot, accurately taking away evil lives.

The demons' ranks suddenly became agitated in panic.

"Not good! Enemy attack!"

"Everyone be careful!"

"This is a premeditated assassination!"

"Pay attention to defense!"

"Retreat immediately and find cover!"

...

Unfortunately, Chu Yan had already come to them and attacked them brazenly. It was too late for them to react now.

The pistol with the empty magazine flashed a white light, and he casually threw it out and hit a team leader on the head, causing him to have a splitting headache, holding his head and wailing, unable to command anymore.

The next second, a dazzling pale light suddenly burst out from between his palms, and two pale cross swords that were beautifully shaped like works of art and as if they were real took shape in his hands in an instant, emitting a chilling murderous intent and terrifying energy fluctuations.

The figure holding two swords rushed into the crowd without hesitation, waving the sword blades, killing wantonly, and setting off a pale sword dance with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The physical fitness of the third level, coupled with the sharp physical energy weapons, plus the high power that the power of the demons is difficult to resist, is really dead if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it. These first and second level demons have no way to resist it. Even if they transform into demon forms, they will still be chopped off their limbs, split their bodies, and chopped off their heads like cutting melons and vegetables!

After the surprise attack caused them to suffer heavy losses, the demons organized their manpower in panic to launch a counterattack.

However, at this time, he spread his wings and flew into the sky, leaping and shuttling between high-rise buildings, like a bird of prey soaring in the night sky. With the help of the complex urban terrain, he easily avoided their counterattacks, and then continued to maintain his killing with long-range attacks.

During the flight, he waved his two swords in the air, and pale energy wind blades were swung out, tearing through the night with overwhelming force, difficult to avoid and unstoppable!

This was an artistic performance of killing. Every flap of Chu Yan's wings, every jump, and every roll could accurately avoid the attacks of the demons, and at the same time accurately vent his attacks on them.

The pale holy sword danced in his hand, and every slash was accompanied by a dazzling knife light and a shrill scream.

Even if the target cut by the pale wind blade did not die on the spot, he would be tortured by the pale power that directly attacked the soul and temporarily lost his combat ability.

Just by himself, he suppressed hundreds of demons without any ability to fight back. Even the third-level demons could only hide in the crowd and dared not show their heads.

While all the attention and hatred were attracted by Chu Yan, the policewoman hiding in the dark did not miss the opportunity. She and her spiritual apostle attacked wantonly, moving around in the chaos and venting firepower on the demons.

Every shot was like a bombardment, bombarding the enemy's position, leaving them with nowhere to hide, in a mess, and unable to organize a decent offensive.

Chu Yan's figure danced and jumped in the neon lights and the flames of the explosion, waving the holy double swords to reap lives wantonly, as if directing a wild battle symphony.

The glass curtain wall between the high-rise buildings shattered behind him, and the crystal fragments flew in the air, reflecting his cold and determined eyes!

Soon, the demons began to collapse and fled in disarray.

Chu Yan no longer paid attention to these fleeing minions, and his hawk-like eyes fixed firmly on the real target - the two third-level demon generals in charge of command.

Only by killing these highOnly demons of the highest level can make his spiritual apostles grow at the fastest speed. They are the most valuable prey, and other DJ films are just appetizers.

Tonight, he has hunted down a dozen third-level demons. All the demon generals he encountered were killed by his sword, and the two in front of him were no exception.

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

The two swords were used, turning into two pale dragon sword lights, blocking the way of a third-level demon, and like the flying swords in the legend of cultivation, they surrounded and cut him.

A few slight touches would damage the soul, and while wailing in pain, there were many flaws. The two swords found an opportunity to hit it, and then it was pierced through the body and killed in an instant.

At the same time, Chu Yan himself folded his wings and swooped down at another third-level demon, condensing a pale knight's spear in his hand. With unparalleled power and meteor-like speed, he instantly caught up with the target, broke through his heavy armor, and pierced through his body with one shot!

"19, 20."

After stepping on the head of the third-level demon, Chu Yan casually counted, reminding himself that this was the twentieth third-level demon he killed today.

The killing prompt sounded in his ears, and the energy fluctuations after the demon died also came from his feet.

The power in his body has increased slightly again in this violent fluctuation. Although it is not a leap forward, he can clearly feel that he is indeed getting stronger.

He feels that as long as he continues to get stronger at this speed, it may not take long for him to break through again and ascend to the third level, even if he has two spiritual apostles to feed.

This made him sigh in a pretentious way: "Sure enough, fighting monsters above one's level and upgrading rapidly is the right way for a protagonist."

Then he couldn't help but think that it would be so easy to break through the fourth level.

But he knew that this was impossible. Starting from the fourth level was the threshold to transcendence and sainthood. It was not possible to break through by simply accumulating strength. Otherwise, there would not be so few fourth-level players in the real world.

Soon he put away his thoughts and thought to himself that he was thinking too much. It would be better to seize this opportunity to kill more demons.

He knew that such an opportunity would end soon. Even if the demons were slow, they would not let the chaos continue. They would soon send a large number of people, and there would even be a fourth-level demon king to take charge of the situation.

There was not much time left for him to act recklessly.

"At least tonight, I have to kill to my heart's content! Hehehehe!"