391 Dark Life Protozoa

"F*ck, this is way too much. One person got rid of over 30 to 40 zombies, as well as a Level 40 plus Commander Grade Tyrant with just a military knife. This is definitely not a player, he must be a disguised NPC!" Monkey spoke with disbelief on top of a building as he looked at the lone figure standing underneath the metallic wall.

"I can't believe he's actually this strong. Theoretically speaking, even the top ten players on Hound Organization's power ranking list wouldn't be able to face one Commander Grade plus a dozen or so more Elite Grade and Normal Grade monsters. Could it be..." Black Rose looked at the bloodless tip of the military knife, Ghost Weep, that Feng Luo was holding, her face showing that she was in deep thought.

"Him? Hold on, Big Sis, do you know that crazy expert?" Monkey reacted very quickly, quickly understanding the hidden meaning of Black Rose's words.