The endless World of Warcraft Forest is as far as the eye can see, and there are countless Warcraft everywhere. Even if they are riding on an ax-winged bird, everyone can feel the powerful Warcraft roaring in the forest below.
Even when flying over a mountain ridge, several ferocious monsters rushed out of the forest and opened their mouths to bite the ax-winged birds in the sky.
Occasionally, there would be some powerful birds chasing them, but when these birds came close, they were already frightened and shrunk by Svenson's powerful aura.
Of course, there are so many Warcraft in the Warcraft Forest, and Svenson's strength cannot be said to be walking sideways in the Warcraft Forest. Therefore, two hours after the ax-winged birds set off from Imperial College, there were powerful Warcraft that were not afraid of Svenson.
It became so powerful that it began to attack the ax-winged birds.
At this moment, Swenson began to take action.
Most people have never seen Svenson take action. According to rumors, the vice president is a master of medicine.
But it wasn't until he rushed into the crowd of fierce birds with one hand and used his violent fighting spirit to tear them into corpses and blood that filled the sky, that the students understood that this seemingly loyal vice-dean was actually actually
He is also an immeasurably powerful master.
Along the way north, countless vicious birds flew from all directions, but none of them could block the deputy dean's random attack, leaving only endless blood and corpses scattered down.
The students stood on the backs of the ax-winged birds, looking at the ferocious birds that quickly turned into blood and broken corpses in amazement. They could feel how powerful these ferocious birds were, and almost every one of them required their full strength.
It can be defeated, but an opponent of this strength is just an ant that can be easily crushed to death in front of Svenson.
This kind of powerful strength really shocked everyone and made many people envious.
"It's really dangerous. No wonder the vice-dean has to follow us all the way. If we go there by ourselves, won't there be half of the people left at Hanslin?"
Looking at Svenson alone and one bird, as if he were in a deserted place, Ye Lin couldn't help but sigh.
Leng Meiying smiled faintly, but looked through the ax feathers of the ax-winged bird towards the forest below.
With her sense of perception, she had already sensed the presence of sixth-grade Martial Emperor-level monsters just as they passed over the mountain ridge. Monsters of this level were already intelligent, and their power and wisdom told them,
Svenson is too powerful and cannot be provoked by them at all.
It is precisely because of this that Swenson can kill so easily all the way, with almost no single general. If these low-level magic beasts of the Martial Emperor join the attack, even if they cannot leave everyone behind, they can still cause great obstacles to Swenson.
Even if the Warcraft tried their best, it would not be difficult to keep everyone on the Axwing Birds.
After all, no matter how strong Swenson is, he is still just one person.
This journey is progressing in blood. Swenson is like a rapidly rotating javelin. Any enemy who blocks his path will be smashed to pieces by his punch. His strong strength is consistent with this.
After nearly an hour of Svenson's high-intensity brutal killing, the flight speed of the ax-winged birds finally slowed down. Leng Meiying stared down, his brows furrowed.
