Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 2: Please, I ask for subscriptions. Thank you all.

Bill was already occupying a little more than half of the arena, and with this jump, he could land anywhere on the stage.

Ye Zhongming quickly ran a few steps to the side and barely avoided the attack.

“Peak Pressure!”

Today, Bill used his third personal talent ability.

In such a confined space, relying on physical abilities made it difficult to dodge, even if you knew what he was about to do.

Ye Zhongming was feeling quite awkward now; if it weren't for his continuous bloodline boosting his overall physical quality, along with the speed enhancement from the Bloodstained Battle Boots, he might have been unable to dodge Bill's attack that was like a mountain pressing down.

The arena truly trembled this time, not just in perception.

The spot where Bill smashed down fractured the surface, not just shattering rocks that flew elsewhere. The two domains also erupted with intense energy fluctuations, as both the field of death flames and lightning surged, affecting Ye Zhongming within the range.

Once Ye Zhongming finally exited the area, he looked even more disheveled. A bolt of lightning from the lightning domain struck him, and the scorching burn from the field of death flames lost its skill suppression, causing him to take some damage.

However, Bill's rage had not subsided; he stopped holding the pair of bronze hammers in his hands and instead let them dangle beside him using silver chains.

Next, his massive body began to spin, and it grew faster and faster, causing the bronze hammers to rotate around him, forming a circular shadow of hammers.

Spinning, Bill charged towards Ye Zhongming at a high speed, even faster than before.

“Spiral Kill!”

Enraged, Bill directly initiated his fourth talent skill.

The mobility of both the field of death flames and the lightning domain was already formidable, and now with the addition of the high-speed rotating bronze hammers, the entire arena seemed filled with flames and lightning, all weapons whistling in a red blur.

Everyone in Cloud Summit turned pale; this type of attack had almost no blind spots and was bound to collide. What could they do?

Ye Zhongming was naturally aware of it too; he began frantically casting spells with the Edge of the Moon in hand, relying on his high mental power limit to drop skill after skill within the domain created by Bill, hoping to buy himself time to endure until this skill ended.

The collisions of skills were always dazzling and spectacular, but amidst this brilliance, there was a pervasive scent of death.

This exchange of attacks rapidly consumed the stamina, mental power, and skill cooldown times of both Ye Zhongming and Bill. When Ye Zhongming had to clash the Edge of the Moon with Bill's spinning bronze hammers, this confrontation ended with a thunderous sound.

Bill staggered a couple of steps, and the two domains surrounding him dimmed somewhat, but it was clear he was unharmed.

On the other hand, after the collision, Ye Zhongming was sent flying. He still grasped the Edge of the Moon, but the hilt was already dripping with blood, his arm trembling slightly, and the blade's glow had vanished. This clash had left the Edge of the Moon in a semi-damaged state.

He crashed against the spider-like railing and fell heavily to the ground. The dull ache and sharp pain in his chest became unbearable, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he felt a bit better.

Yet, when he stood up again, Ye Zhongming's face remained calm.

Huh?

Bill suddenly froze, looking down to see a fiery red creature he didn't know when had appeared, biting at his calf. The protection of the blood demon had failed to stop this small creature that was only slightly larger than his foot.

Also, why wasn't the field of death flames harming this creature? The flames had completely enveloped its body!

As he looked at this, noises came from the other side. Bill turned his head and saw a metal osmium giant charging at him, crashing into his other leg.