After some of the players flew away, their figures disappeared as if they were never there before. The players beside knew well that these people died instantly and returned to the resurrection point. At the same time, their equipment dropped to the ground.
Jiang Bai held onto the blood blade in his hand, his eyes sweeping people around him. The players couldn't meet his eyes, directly avoiding his gaze.
After Jiang Bai picked up the equipment, he smiled indifferently. "Do you still wish to continue fighting? I was merely warming up!"
Looking at Jiang Bai's calm expression, the players started having second thoughts. Just a warm-up? Was this all a joke?
"Maise the God must be at the end of his rope. He must be faking it now!"
"His power was terrifying, but it won't last long!"
"You have to know that he's only level 15. He can't unleash such power!"