Chapter 358: Does he actually have two such terrifying skeletons?_2


    “God deres, halt!”


    As the voice resounded, Bruce Hodge felt his heart violently clench, and he waspletely engulfed by death and despair.


    At the same time, a terrifying strength enveloped him, rendering him motionless.


    Concurrently, the familiar sound of bones shing filled the air, amplifying Bruce’s fear.


    “I must survive!”


    Without hesitation, Bruce gambled his life.


    He released every ounce of strength he possessed, pulling out a small, ck sword and piercing his own heart.


    This sword was an item Bruce obtained during an extraordinary encounter, known as the “Death God’s Gamble”.


    The usage was straightforward- thrust it into the heart.


    There was a 90% chance that Bruce would die instantly, but a slim 10% chance he could survive.


    Not only could he survive, if he won the gamble, the rewards would be significant.


    If he won, he would gain the strength of everyone who died nearby during the duration of the gamble starting from the time he initiated the gamble.


    Of course, Bruce didn’t expect to gain any significant power.


    His only hope was to survive by winning the one in ten gamble, and avoid certain death by using the invincibility effect initiated by the artifact.


    To find life through death!


    With Bruce’s personality, given his fear of death, he would never have attempted such a game, but under the circumstance of inevitable death versus 90% chance of death, he was able to make a decisive choice.


    As Bruce thrust the ck sword into his heart, Old Seven, with his shotgun, appeared to phase right through him.


    The Death God’s Gamble had begun, Bruce could no longer be targeted!


    Having passed through Bruce, Old Seven’s bullet tore through therge gate in front of him.


    “Crack”


    As the gate shattered and fragments flew, Bruce, submerged in unprecedented pain, revealed an expression of unprecedented joy.


    Although he hadn’t survived the Game of Death just yet, one good news was that he was fairly certain Old Seven was doomed!


    “He has no idea what lies behind the gate he just opened!


    The man behind the door is one of the four cornerstones of the Holy Light Alliance, who ten years ago led an entire seven-turn sacred light knight regiment from the dungeons. He has a legendary quality temte and is touted as the most promising super-creature to breakthrough to the ninth-turn in the alliance’s entire history.


    This skeleton is as good as dead!


    So is Dean McKenzie!


    They’re all going to die, they’ll all apany me in death!”


    Perhaps it was the intense pain, or the shadow of impending death that drove Bruce intoplete madness.


    Watching Old Seven shatter the gate, he roared with insane joy.


    Almost simultaneously.


    As the gate crumbled, an intense holy light surged out.


    At that moment, a holy and stern voice sounded.


    “Filthy wraith, who gave you the audacity to approach my domain?”


    With this reprimanding voice, the walls surrounding the shattered gate crumbled revealing a domain filled with holy light in front of Bruce and others. Within this holy light domain, the most eye-catching thing was the impably arranged sacred light knight regiment standing right in front of Old Seven.


    Upon seeing the holy light knight regiment, a sense of excitement and twisted pleasure appeared on Bruce’s face.


    “That’s them, the direct subordinate cavalry of that high-ranking man. They’re


    all at the seventh level, although they only have rare qualities.


    But a unit of 500 seventh level rare quality Holy Light Knights is indeed a terrifying force.


    Not to mention, at their helm is a seventh level extraordinary temte figure.


    Under her leadership, her Sacred Light Knights could double theirbat power. In front of them, Dean McKenzie’s 32-man seventh level Death Knights are nothing more than trash!”


    Meanwhile, Donald Morgan, who had secretly followed them, furrowed his brow at the scene before him, “This is a bit of a problem now!


    We can’t fight against such arge group. It’s better to retreat!”


    But whether Old Seven fought or retreated wasn’t for Donald Morgan to decide.


    Let alone Donald Morgan, even if Doggy Two, themanding officer of this battle, were here, it would make no difference. Unless Dean McKenzie intervened, Old Seven was bound to confront those Holy Knights!


    At this moment, in Old Seven’s eyes, where was there an enemy?


    These were clearly attribute babies that would boost his own levels.


    So, upon seeing the Holy Light Knights, Old Seven didn’t hesitate and charged forward.


    Fearless Charge. He bypassed the seventh level extraordinary figure at the front, stabbing two Holy Light Knights to death at once.


    Simultaneously, “Hell’s Holy Light” was activated, the two Holy Light Knights didn’t transform into skeletons, but Old Seven’s attributes increased by 2%.


    Old Seven’s charge had thoroughly incensed the opposition.


    “Seeking death, Holy Light Hunt!”


    The seventh level extraordinary temte, the Holy Light Knight Regiment leader, bellowed with rage. The 500-man Holy Light Knight Regiment sprung into action, surrounding Old Seven.


    However, just as they began to move, Harry Richardson’s skeleton, who had followed secretly, issued a divine promation.


    “God deres, resist not!”


    Upon hearing the divine promation, more than a dozen Holy Light Knights within Old Seven’s vicinity halted, providing him the opportunity to kill them on the spot.


    Old Seven’s attributes increased exponentially to a whopping 17%.


    Simultaneously, three Holy Light Knights transformed into Holy Skeletons.


    Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, the Holy Light Knight Regiment leader’s face changed dramatically.


    “A Fallen Holy Light Professional?


    You deserve to die even more!”