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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 177: Second Form 🌟

Published: February 5, 2025

“Immovable Rock!” This was the professional skill of Shengyuan as a giant shield bearer.

Ye Zhongming naturally understood this. It was also the biggest source of confidence for him coming here today. If the Apostle of Light was a profession geared towards defense, then the giant shield bearer was an entirely defensive profession. All the new skills learned after leveling up in this profession were solely for defense.

In the apocalypse, no one actually wanted to learn such a profession. Just think about it—how does one evolve in the apocalypse? You need to spin the wheel. If you spin, you need magic crystals. To obtain magic crystals, you must kill zombies or other mutated beings and monsters.

If you learn a defensive profession, all your skills are defensive skills; how do you kill zombies?

Yes, this profession is indeed very important for team combat and can greatly ensure the safety of the team. But this also means that those who choose this profession have relinquished the initiative in their own gains.

No one wants to rely on the pity and goodwill of others to pave their path to becoming stronger while constantly facing life-and-death crises. Even Shengyuan himself, in his past life, had once told Ye Zhongming that he chose this profession simply because the previous leader, Huang Xijie, needed a meat shield.

However, perhaps because of this, all the defensive skills in this profession are extremely powerful. In his past life, the giant’s strongest defensive skill, the Golden Barrier, was used by the six-star evolver and could withstand a single blow from a nine-star evolver.

Immovable Rock is the first professional skill of the giant shield bearer. Although it is just a basic skill, its defensive power is incredibly strong.

With a shout from Ye Zhongming, Shengyuan howled towards the sky. Blood spittle sprayed into the air and landed on his face, but he didn’t feel it at all. This burly man slammed the giant shield hard onto the ground, infusing it with his mental energy.

“Immovable... Rock!”

Shengyuan’s eyes widened with fury, and his body, which had been somewhat swaying from the attacks of these mutated beings, suddenly stood firm like a mountain. The shield emitted a tremendous light.

A phantom identical to the shield appeared beside it, followed by a second, third, fourth...

Moments later, a row of translucent, void crystal shield-like giant shield phantoms surrounded the small team. It didn’t stop there; on top of these phantom shields, another layer of illusions appeared, followed by a third, fourth, and fifth layer.

In the blink of an eye, these shield phantoms formed five complete rows, effectively isolating the team from the mutated beings.

These phantom shields flickered between brightness and darkness, tightly arranged together.

The members of the team no longer needed to fight desperately; they suddenly felt relaxed, attracted by Shengyuan’s professional skill. They hadn’t realized such a capability existed.

In comparison, Park Soo-young’s void crystal shield was somewhat miniaturized, but it was movable and provided automatic defense. Both skills had their merits.

The attacks from the monsters wouldn’t stop just because of a skill’s appearance. They had just been pushed back by these phantom shields, which had enraged them. To them, these weak low-level humans were mere prey—they could burst through their formation any second and taste the delicious blood.

As for this shield formation, they didn’t think it posed any threat. What could a skill used by a bunch of low-level humans possibly do?

The monsters emitted various sounds, all preparing to pounce on the solid illusions and shatter them!

As for that thing that had just been kicked out, one of the monsters casually knocked it away, causing it to collide with another monster and land on the ground. No one paid it any attention.

The team members all retreated under the Devil's Bet Table, with only Shengyuan standing firm in front. Behind him was Ye Zhongming, who had drawn a black long gun.