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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 822: Kill Maximum 💥

Published: February 10, 2025

"Once again, I wish everyone a Happy New Year, good health, and continuous good luck!"

Soldier Assassinator!

This was Ji Rui Guang's profession, an exceptionally fierce attacker who had made significant contributions to securing his position as the commander of Area C.

The two daggers in his hands floated to his shoulders, and simultaneously, two more identical daggers emerged from his body, encircling Ji Rui Guang in a protective formation.

Anman also took out his trump card. His body twisted a few times, and sharp bone spurs erupted from various parts, not only sharp at the tips, but the sides of the bone spurs had knife-like edges.

Two bone horns extended from his head, extremely sharp.

"White Bone Demon Bloodline!"

Ye Zhongming recognized this close-combat bloodline, which was not uncommon in the apocalypse but was exceptionally tricky to handle.

As for Jas, who had lost a hand, he had already activated the four-winged golden demon early on. However, one of the wings was missing a hand for holding a sword, which meant he was short one sword.

Zuo Jinxuan, while not displaying particularly obvious traits, had energy surging from her body, likely indicating she belonged to a profession that did not show itself outright.

At this moment, Ye Zhongming also activated the hell messenger bloodline, fully on guard.

He could appear unconcerned outwardly, but inside he was extremely cautious; this was a habit he had developed over the years.

He did not underestimate anyone, especially these four humans from the resistance area who had continuously given him "surprises."

The Bridge of Light Years, which could open space and avoid trials, was actually akin to a divine artifact under special circumstances; it could save lives. If they had not encountered Ye Zhongming or if he did not possess Stardust Sand, these people could have used this equipment to change the tide of battle and achieve final victory.

The Bone-Root Domain was similarly powerful; under special conditions, it was a game-changing tool!

If Ye Zhongming ever placed significant importance on Ji Rui Guang, it was now. A person who could possess such magical equipment might not have many killing moves waiting for him.

But Ye Zhongming remained undaunted; he knew how terrifying he was at full strength.

If he had faced these four before entering this space, even with Jas missing a hand, he might have been able to escape, but he would not have been their opponent.

Two seven-stars and two six-stars were not easy to deal with, not to mention that Ye Zhongming’s status as a six-star was somewhat inflated.

However, now, having undergone a series of trials and sustained injuries multiple times, Ye Zhongming’s strength had rapidly increased within these few hours. He was confident that he could take down all four of them!

The battle was initiated by Anman.

In the previous situation, relying solely on physical strength, Anman did not dare to fight Ye Zhongming head-on anymore. With just a shoulder charge, he was sent flying. One could tell from their toes that the gap between them was vast.

But now it was different; he had activated his bloodline, the White Bone Demon, which was an explosive close-combat bloodline. He firmly believed that he could regain the upper hand in close-range fighting.

With a steady shoulder charge, Anman rushed forward, wanting Ye Zhongming to experience the feeling of being knocked back.

As Anman attacked, the other three also began their respective assaults. First, Ji Rui Guang's four daggers flew into motion from a stationary position, moving toward Ye Zhongming in a ghostly trajectory. Behind each dagger was a stream of energy connecting to Ji Rui Guang’s shoulder, though it was unclear whether this profession operated that way or had another function.

Jas jumped up silently; his four wings fluttered, lifting him to a height. Then, as his wings folded, the finely crafted long swords extended out, rushing down toward Ye Zhongming from above.

Zuo Jinxuan was the quietest among them, but everything she did was far from silent. She continuously swung her soft sword, creating streaks of sword light. These sword lights did not disappear but instead lingered around her, slowly moving according to her previous motions. As she danced faster, the number of sword lights increased; in just a moment, at least hundreds of sword lights had appeared, surrounding her completely.