Skeletons surged like a tide.
Within the palace, the vibrant red carpet was strewn with white bones as Chen Yu cleaved and slashed with his bone sword.
More scars adorned his body.
Blood flowed freely.
"Madman!"
"This foreigner is a madman!!!"
The undead mage, gripping his skeletal staff, trembled within.
He was already so gravely injured.
Why—
Had he not fallen yet?
His face was devoid of any blood color, and the blood flowing from his wounds had begun to scab in places, yet his eyes blazed with a fiery intensity.
He wielded the Swift Gale Adventurer sword with unwavering resolve.
Skeleton warriors fell one by one.
Chen Yu’s steps pressed forward relentlessly.
One could sense from his gaze that his sole objective was the undead mage.
He even abandoned defense, launching a furious assault on the skeleton warriors before him.
A life-or-death gamble!
At this moment, Chen Yu was fighting with his very life on the line in this necropolis.
His words were not mere boasts.
He was betting his life!
He gambled his very existence to make the undead mage pay a price.
Gulp.
The undead mage, unnerved by Chen Yu's aura, involuntarily swallowed.
Clenching his teeth, he yelled in a daze.
"Are you truly not afraid of death?!"
"Heh..."
Chen Yu cleaved a skeleton warrior before him into bones, which collapsed within the palace.
Piles of bones formed small mountains.
With a cold smirk on his face, Chen Yu raised a hand and wiped away blood from his cheek, a fine cut left by the skeleton warrior's bone blade.
Disregarding it, he stepped onto a pile of bones.
His eyebrows slightly rose.
"Rest assured, I will die after you!"
Enraged before the throne, or perhaps it was the fear Chen Yu instilled that caused his pupils to tremble violently, the undead mage’s voice became somewhat hysterical.
"You will die!"
The undead mage roared in fury, the ruby on his skeletal staff flashing a crimson light.
*Crackle—*
More skeleton warriors emerged from the palace.
However, this time, the undead mage before the throne also turned pale.
Even though this was a necropolis, and it offered him an inherent advantage, the mass awakening of dormant undead placed a significant strain on him.
No one's magic was inexhaustible.
Even if awakening the undead here required little mana, there was still consumption, and a point where it would be depleted.
"Foreigner, die!!!"
"Heh..."
Chen Yu watched the sea of skeletons before him with a playful grin, then glanced at the undead mage before the throne.
"Then you'd better pray these skeletons are at least somewhat useful. If they all lose, you might have to kneel before my employees and beg for mercy!"
His sword tip shifted. Chen Yu suddenly powered his legs forward, his eyes burning with ferocity.
"Kill!"
Have you ever seen a lion weep?
In the camp, Jack and Rosie shed tears, their eyes welling up.
Black Donkey stared, speechless for a long time.
From their expressions, Kuka and Er Gou could see the profound shock.
They were witnessing the events outside!
"Sir Knight."
Bee Woman pursed her lips and clenched her small fists tightly.
It was too breathtaking.
The enemies swung their bone blades,
attempting to cut down Chen Yu in that necropolis.
Chen Yu, standing amidst the tide of skeletons, was like a solitary king, with no one behind him and countless enemies surrounding him.
"Boss..."
Rosie's eyes were filled with tears.
Chen Yu's words echoed in their minds.
Chen Yu was fighting for them!
"Damn it, why can't I go out!" Hei Dou, standing at the camp entrance, pounded on the invisible barrier.
He was Chen Yu's spirit contracted pet, and he should be fighting alongside Chen Yu.
Even if he was just a resource pet!
He should be by Chen Yu's side right now.
Instead of—
Standing in this camp, watching Chen Yu face the skeleton warriors alone.
"Ah!!!"
Suddenly, Bee Woman cried out and covered her mouth with her hand.
The scene outside the camp,
Chen Yu’s thigh was suddenly slashed by a skeleton soldier, and he fell with a thud.
Almost instantly.
The surrounding skeleton warriors converged on him.
"Boss!!!"
Seeing this, Hei Dou became frantic.
From his fists, Hei Dou began to ram his head against the barrier.
"Damn it, damn it!!!"
"Let me out!!"
In the camp, Hei Dou roared incessantly.
Outside the camp—
"Ah!!!"
A roar of fury erupted from within the skeleton tide, echoing through the palace like thunder.
*Boom!!*
The skeletons that lunged at Chen Yu were all sent flying.
Chen Yu was covered in blood.
He panted heavily, breathing raggedly through his nose and mouth, kneeling on one knee.
He almost couldn't feel the pain.
Gripping his sword in his right hand, he plunged the blade into the ground, using it to support himself as he slowly rose.
*Clink!*
A bone blade flew from a distance.
It struck Chen Yu's sword with a heavy impact, causing him to lose his grip. Without support, he fell with a thud.
Skeleton warriors converged on Chen Yu's position.
Lying on the ground, his eyes seemed unfocused, his gaze slightly vacant.
"Foreigner, you are dead!"
The undead mage laughed heartily.
With great effort, Chen Yu used his arms to support his body and slowly got up from the ground, his legs unsteady. He looked up at the undead mage.
"You're laughing too soon."
The undead mage, witnessing this, continued to laugh madly.
"Foreigner!!"
"I gave you a chance to leave, but you didn't cherish it. Now... you are certainly dead!"
The undead mage’s voice, filled with manic excitement, boomed out.
"Take him down!" the undead mage roared, his eyes filled with cruelty. "I will refine this foreigner into a puppet, and I will torment him for eternity!"
*Bang!*
From behind Chen Yu, a skeleton warrior kicked him to the ground.
Then pinned him down!
"Foreigner, keep talking tough!" the undead mage sneered. "It seems I have won our gamble, haven't I?"
"You?"
Pinned down, Chen Yu suddenly chuckled.
"And why wouldn't I?" the undead mage asked playfully. "Look at you now, you can barely stand. And your hands, can you even hold a sword? Can you break free from my skeleton warriors? This is your limit, isn't it? What can you, a mere foreigner, do against me, huh?!"
Chen Yu remained silent. The undead mage lowered his gaze slightly.
"Cut him!"
Instantly, the skeleton warrior’s bone blade was raised high.
Everyone in the camp who witnessed this scene felt their hearts lurch. Hei Dou's eyes widened further, and he let out hoarse, desperate cries.
"Boss!!!"
The bone blade sliced through the surrounding air, whistling its approach.
However—
*Bang!!!*
The skeleton warrior pinning Chen Yu and wielding the bone blade was blown to smithereens.
The bone blade flew into the air.
A hand steadily caught it.
Looking closely.
It was Chen Yu, covered in blood, standing tall in the palace, exuding a bone-chilling pressure. Behind him, it seemed as if the roars of primeval beasts flickered.
His eyes were enough to make one tremble and fall into an abyss.
"I'm truly sorry, but I might have to disappoint you."
"My limit?!"
"Then starting now—"
"I will break through my limit!"