These ten individuals possessed formidable power. They could easily overwhelm most opponents just by their presence alone. However, today, they were facing Adrian.

Adrian glanced at them, his eyes betraying not the slightest hint of concern. To him, these guys were ants.

"Get him!" the leader shouted, and some people charged at Adrian.

"Guess I have no choice but to kill you," Adrian said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he watched them rush at him.

Adrian darted through the crowd, swiftly taking them down one after another, seemingly unstoppable. However, the ten quasi-level nine fighters had yet to make their move. They stood silently on the sidelines, watching as Adrian cut through their comrades with ease. In no time, Adrian had slain most of the enemies. Only the ten quasi-level nine fighters remained.

Finally, one of them shouted, "Attack!"

The auras of the ten merged into one, forming a cohesive unit that charged toward Adrian. Though their speed was not extraordinary,