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Chapter 641 A whooshing sound in my ear—Lord Monger's incredible countdown challenge is here!

When they saw the red halo appear around them, everyone's hearts sank.

Everyone knows that this crimson halo is definitely not a good thing, absolutely not!
However, no matter what methods people use, they cannot eliminate it.

Purification magic is ineffective, invisibility magic is ineffective, escaping from Monger's side is ineffective.
Is there really no other way?!

Even Fudolin stopped attacking, staring at the aura around her with a puzzled expression, seemingly helpless against it.

It was at this moment that people were feeling incredibly anxious.

Along with the halo, Monge thrust his holy spear into the sky.

"three!"

He uttered a number that defied comprehension, and as he stabbed, a large amount of blood suddenly appeared out of thin air!
It was as if an unseen entity was being wounded by his attack!

But three? What does three mean?
At this moment, Monge once again thrust his sword into the sky.

"two!"

How did it turn into a 2 again?
Everyone's emotions jumped like they were on a roller coaster, and as the number decreased, they sensed a strong sense of crisis.

"I get it, it's a countdown!"

Luluwo was the first to react, her face filled with terror, and she immediately took a step and rushed towards Monger.

Everyone seemed to understand what was going on and immediately took off for Monger, their hands gripping their weapons so tightly that the veins were bulging!

They have only one goal—to take down Monger before the countdown reaches zero!
Even a fool should know that if your enemy suddenly starts counting down during a battle, it means they're about to show off—no, they're about to unleash a powerful attack when the countdown ends!
No matter what kind of tricks they pull at the end of the countdown, it's something the Skyward Strategy Team will definitely be unable to withstand.

Now is the time for everyone to give it their all!

"one!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Luluwo unleashed all the chains binding her, unleashing a furious barrage of attacks that lashed at Monger, mercilessly tearing apart his magnificent black robes.

Tammy used Vanley's bouquet to poke Monger's thigh repeatedly, each poke with full force, which was enough to inflict wounds, but why wasn't there any serious bleeding?

Bertol released the poison mist directly at Monger's face. This prayer, which he learned from the underground city of Sein, was not only highly poisonous but also had dozens of different effects added to it, enough to instantly poison the Great Thief Dragon!

Mira swung her sledgehammer around and around, aiming to smash it down on Monger's knees, hoping to force him to kneel. But the hammer struck him like iron, producing no response whatsoever.

Faced with this situation, everyone gasped, and the surrounding temperature rose slightly.

Why couldn't they interrupt each other no matter how hard they tried?
Just then, Fudolin, the most reliable one, launched an attack.

She charged forward like Luffy in Gear Third, dragging her arms which had become enormous due to the excessive stacking of dragon scales!
Whether this punch will cause considerable damage to Monger is another matter, but it will definitely interrupt his countdown if it hits!
But the time has come.

With both hands gripping the Holy Spear of Mungwen, the sky suddenly turned crimson, and ripples, as if the calm surface of a lake had been broken, stirred up the sky above everyone's heads.

An aura of fear permeated the entire Blood Dynasty, as if some deity had descended!

Although they didn't quite understand what was about to happen, as was customary, Luluwo and the others put on expressions of despair at this moment.

Before being struck by a fist as large as the Fudolin Volcano, Munger thrust his sword towards the blood-red sky!

"zero!"

Blood was falling like rain!
A blood-red tide descended from the sky!
Luluvo and the others had no time to pay attention to this spectacular scene, and Fudolin's fists failed to land on the enemy, because what matched this wave was the massive amount of blood that erupted from the adventurers!
"what!"

"Gurgle—"

"it hurts!!!"

The crimson halo surrounding everyone suddenly lit up as the final countdown began.

All attacks ceased at that moment, and Fudolin, who was in mid-air, crashed to the ground as their blood surged uncontrollably. In an instant, blood burst from their bodies.

"Puff puff!"

Everyone present was blasted into puffs of blood mist, their cries of pain uncontrollable, and the amount of blood loss was enormous!

Even Fudolin herself bled far more than the rest of the Skyrim conquest team; it wouldn't be surprising if she were blasted into a pool of blood!
In an instant, people were seen falling haphazardly to the ground, each one lying on their own blood, panting heavily.

There were no external wounds, but the massive blood loss quickly led to weakness.

Although they were weakened immediately, it was a stroke of luck that they didn't die; they still had a chance!

Monger's countdown was so overwhelming that even the bleeding technique was impossible to stop, leaving one completely clueless about how to counter it.

Everyone was deathly pale. There was no time for them to talk. Everyone pulled out their most precious life-saving item—the Red Dew Holy Grail Bottle.

These items, gifted to them by Melina, or rather by the Sien Dungeon, can be considered incredibly powerful healing potions that can instantly restore one's vitality. However, there are only a few bottles available throughout the day, so everyone is reluctant to use them.

Now is the time to unleash its full potential!
Everyone popped open the bottle caps and tilted their heads back to drink heartily!

Restore, my vitality!
"zero!"

Monger's voice rang out again.

Everyone froze in that instant.

What did we just hear?
Did Monger just say "zero" again?

Right! ?
"Puff puff--"

The crowd exploded in a series of bursts of blood mist!
The smallest two, Luluwo and Mila, were sent back to the Blessing Palace. The remaining few were barely clinging to life; if they hadn't drunk those sips of the red bottle, they would probably be dead by now.

The blood they splattered out had soaked the entire battlefield, and it looked as if even blood nobles could gurgle out of it.

This is the second time.
Shouldn't this be over now?

Quickly take another sip from the Holy Grail bottle
Tammy and the others weakly raised their arms, trembling as they brought the Holy Grail to their lips and drank the last of the liquid in one gulp. Their lost life force was rapidly restored.

However, the night sky remained blood-red, and the blood-red color even appeared more intense.

Wait, it's getting even stronger?

No way.
Tammy and Berto both looked at Munger at the same time.

The opponent maintained its previous posture and then thrust it towards the sky.

"Wait, no! Wait a minute!"

"We give up!!!"

"zero!"

At that moment, Tammy grasped a crucial life philosophy.

Useful skills should be used continuously, and if you choose to repeat a grade, you should repeat it forever.

He kept repeating the exam and kept winning.

The last time I heard a countdown was when I was watching a sleep aid video, right?

Well, this situation seems no different from sleep aids; we'll both fall into a deep sleep soon. In fact, Monger's technology is even better, completely outclassing other sleep aid videos on the market.

"puff!"

Three more clouds of blood mist exploded from the palace of the Blood King.

(End of this chapter)