Huff!
Heavy breaths echoed clearly within the Undead Dungeon.
How could he possibly concede so easily!
Chen Yu whispered to himself.
He had to win!
In his mind, Chen Yu involuntarily recalled the injuries on Jack, Rosie, and the Black Donkey, as well as their smiling faces at the camp.
Why?
Just a necromancer, and he dared to inflict such grievous wounds upon them.
Give up.
What right did Chen Yu have to give up?
The Undead Dungeon.
A mere treasure burial site, hundreds of skeleton warriors.
And he couldn't even deal with them.
How could he even talk about becoming the greatest slave master in the caves, how could he stand at the pinnacle of this cave?
What right did he have to hear Black Bean and the others call him boss!
He had already given up too many times.
Since childhood—
I can't do it!
I can't do it!
I can't do it!
…
No matter what difficult situation he encountered, he would choose to evade it, unwilling to put in even the slightest effort.
His dream was once to be a couch potato.
However—
It was different now.
He had Black Bean, Kuka, Jack, Rosie, the Black Donkey, and later joined by the Bee Girl and Er Gou, all of whom called him boss.
They obeyed his every word.
When they needed him, he had to stand up.
He was no longer the timid child who retreated.
Chen Yu, gripping the bone blade.
Half-kneeling on the ground.
Breathing was difficult.
But even if his lungs burst, it wouldn't matter.
The wounds on his body ached faintly.
So what?
His limbs were heavy, but at least he could still move.
This was indeed his limit.
In the past, he would have already given up.
This time,
He didn't want to evade anymore.
Limit?!
It's meant to be broken!
"Ah!!!"
Chen Yu, kneeling on one knee, gripped the bone blade in his hand, his legs trembling as he struggled to rise.
Covered in blood.
He lightly raised the bone blade in his hand, pointing it at the skeleton before the throne and letting out a deafening roar.
"Let's settle this!"
The bone blade swung.
As this bone blade, imbued with the power of the undead, fell into Chen Yu's hand, it was surprisingly coated with a holy, faint glow.
He roared and charged into the wave of skeletons.
White bones flew.
Chen Yu, having risen from the ground once more, was like a fierce tiger released from its cage, charging fearlessly through the skeleton horde.
If the bone blade shattered, he would pick up another.
His back was wounded.
The pain only stimulated his nerves, making him even more fearless.
"Boss…"
Black Bean and the other beasts in the camp were so stunned they couldn't speak.
They could only clench their fists silently, praying for Chen Yu in their hearts.
Win! Read!
You must win!
"Die!"
Chen Yu's bone blade sliced into the neck of a skeleton warrior. He stomped down fiercely with his right foot, kicking it directly into a pile of white bones.
Fists, feet, weapons, shoulders, elbows.
Whatever he could use, Chen Yu had employed in this battle.
The necromancer, holding his skeletal staff high, trembled.
He was completely suppressed by Chen Yu's spirit. Cold air surged from beneath his feet, making him tremble uncontrollably.
He was going to die?
If he didn't leave now, he really would die here.
As soon as this thought arose.
The necromancer's mind could no longer shake it off.
Fear spread uncontrollably in his heart.
Gulp.
The necromancer swallowed hard, watching as the number of skeleton warriors in the palace dwindled.
Chen Yu's injuries indeed grew more numerous.
Yet, he grew stronger with each battle!
It was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.
In his eyes, there were sparks surging, burning with the fire of persistence, his entire being exuding bravery.
"Damn it!"
"You damned foreigner, keep this dungeon."
The necromancer put down his staff and, from the flank of the skeleton horde, tried to sneak away.
"Trying to leave!"
Chen Yu, who had been watching him, wouldn't let him escape so easily.
"Not that easy!"
Chen Yu grabbed the neck of a skeleton warrior with his left hand, lifted it high, and hurled it fiercely at the necromancer.
Bang!!!
The necromancer, attempting to sneak away, was directly knocked to the ground.
The fallen mage, propping himself up with his hands, didn't dare to look back and tried to run.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Chen Yu shouted. The ring on his hand glowed with a blue light.
"Frost Nova!"
Crack!
The necromancer, still running, suddenly saw ice vines erupt from beneath his feet.
The ice vines wrapped around his legs.
Gradually, as he was bound, he was covered from his feet to his calves, knees, and all the way to his thighs by a layer of solid ice. No matter how desperately he struggled, he couldn't budge it at all.
The necromancer dropped his staff.
The skeleton warriors could no longer receive the supply of magic.
Once their internal magic energy was depleted.
With no magic replenishment, the skeleton warriors collapsed to the ground with a clatter, turning into piles of white bones.
Seeing this, Chen Yu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
It was over.
Everything was over.
He had won!
The bone blade slipped from Chen Yu's hand. As he collapsed onto the ground, the pain throughout his body surged like a tidal wave.
He could hardly believe it.
How had he managed to ignore the pain just now and swing his blade with all his might.
"Heh, as long as I set my mind to it, I can still do it."
Chen Yu grinned.
In the past, he would give up at any difficulty, never thinking of persevering for even a second.
Now—
In front of hundreds of skeleton warriors, he had endured to the end.
After taking several deep breaths.
Chen Yu slowly pushed himself up with his hands on the ground.
"It really hurts like hell!"
Even the simple act of getting up made Chen Yu break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Enduring the pain.
He gazed at the frozen necromancer, a smile appearing on his face as he shuffled towards him.
"No, don't come any closer!"
The frozen necromancer twisted his upper body desperately.
He was truly terrified.
Was this still human?
His chest bore at least six or seven stab wounds, and his arms, back, and legs had countless more.
How had his blood not run dry yet!
He was human!
Even a beast, if wounded so severely, wouldn't be able to stand again.
And yet—
Chen Yu had stood up and was walking towards him.
"Don't come any closer, if you come any closer, I..." The necromancer instinctively tried to swing his staff but found it was no longer in his hand.
"Are you looking for this?"
A faint whisper reached the necromancer's ears.
When he opened his eyes.
The staff, with a ruby embedded in its skull, was already in Chen Yu's grasp.
"Give me back my staff!" The necromancer's eyes suddenly turned red. Chen Yu stood about two meters away, grinning. "Yours? Call out to it and see if it answers, brat. From now on, this staff belongs to me, and—"
Chen Yu frowned slightly, holding the staff and pointing it at the necromancer's nose.
"We need to settle our score, don't we?!"