Chapter 870: After Modification: 847 Still Can’t Rest
Chapter 870: After Modification -847 Still Can’t Rest
Bobby had already taken down more than ten enemies, more than he had in his twenty years as a gang member. The thrill of combat was gradually waning, and he began to feel physical fatigue, but Bobby believed he was far from reaching his limit.
A sudden scream behind him sent his heart plummeting into an ice pit—Undead creatures wouldn’t make such sounds when killed. Bobby turned around in panic and saw a fellow Crusader holding his abdomen and falling to the ground. What killed him was a special Skeleton Warrior—unlike the other poorly equipped undead around, this skeleton wore well-maintained plank armor and wielded a dual-bladed battle axe that gleamed coldly. Its eyeless sockets burned with purple flames, which now turned to stare at Bobby.
In that instant, Bobby felt as if his spirit had been hit by the battle axe. He felt an overwhelming fear that he couldn’t resist, rendering him immobile like he was under Paralysis Magic. He couldn’t even raise his arm, let alone turn and run.
It was clear that this enemy had some special ability. It lunged at Bobby with its battle axe raised high, ready to finish off its paralyzed opponent. But just as Bobby thought his life was about to end, a figure crashed into the Skeleton Warrior, deflecting its killing blow.
Bobby clearly saw that it was his old buddy, Terry, who had saved him. Terry’s body was covered in wounds of varying depths, and he looked quite battered, but he seemed unaffected by the fear effect. Roaring in anger, he swung his weapon at the Skeleton Warrior.
Unfortunately, this opponent was far stronger than Terry. The Skeleton Warrior parried all three of Terry’s consecutive sword strikes, and Terry’s fourth strike completely missed. The Skeleton Warrior just slightly dodged and simultaneously tripped Terry, causing him to fall to the ground.
The high-ranking undead let out a sharp, rat-like laugh and stepped on Terry’s back, ready to finish him off in the next second. This scene greatly stimulated Bobby. Without knowing when he regained control of his body, he dashed forward recklessly, raising his shield to protect the friend who had just saved his life.
The battle axe struck heavily against the shield, and Bobby heard a clear crack, followed by a wave of excruciating pain. He knew he had broken a bone, but his old buddy was safe—at least for now. With his left arm hanging uselessly at his side, Bobby ignored the pain and spun his body as fast as he could, swinging his nail-headed hammer at the closest part of the Skeleton Warrior.
The nail-headed hammer hit its target, and Bobby was pleased to see the warhammer shatter the Skeleton’s ankle. But in the next moment, he felt a terrible cold, and half of the battle axe blade appeared in his vision. He was still too slow, unable to completely thwart the enemy’s attack, and the battle axe finally cleaved into his neck.