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Under the command of their female leader, the Holy Light Knights launched a furious encirclement against Old Seven.

The female leader was leading from the front in an attempt to constrain Old Seven.

However, Old Seven didn’t engage with her at all.

Old Seven wasn’t a fool. He knew he couldn’t take this female warrior down easily and there would little benefit to winning against her. Why should he engage with her when he could easily handle other opponents?

So, the battle situation developed in a weird direction.

The Holy Light Knights were crazy about encircling Old Seven. The female knight kept chasing him, but Old Seven simply ignored her.

He kept breaking through their ranks, slaying common Holy Light Knights at every turn.

Originally, under the encirclement of the Holy Light Knights, Old Seven should have been defeated soon.

However, Old Seven was aided by Harry Richardson, and every enemy he slayed had a chance of becoming a member of the Fallen Skeleton Clan—added with every kill, his basic attributes would grow by 1%.

Because of these three factors, Old Seven survived the siege and even thrived in it.

In less than half an hour, Old Seven killed over two hundred enemy knights, increasing his attributes more than twofold.

However, Old Seven’s fortune was about to run out.

Because their helper, Harry Richardson, was killed by the female knight leader.

Without Harry’s aid, Old Seven found himself in a difficult situation.

Despite his attribute points having increased twofold, he was exhausted and wounded. Additionally, the enemy knight had become proficient in countering Old Seven’s fighting style.

With the death of Harry, Old Seven was thoroughly suppressed.

Even so, Old Seven seemed to abandon any thought of escape. He recklessly seized any chance he got to kill more Holy Light Knights.

In the end, having slain three hundred and twenty-one Holy Light Knights, Old Seven found himself in a desperate situation.

The female leader of the Holy Light Knights approached Old Seven, whose skeleton was shattered and left with only a head, after killing his unicorn. She raised her sword high and shouted, “Filthy wraith, wicked fallen one, I, Lilia, represent the Holy Light to eradicate you!”

Witnessing this scene, Bruce Hodge was ecstatic.

Finally, the creature that had become his nightmare was about to die.

“Kill it, kill it, quickly kill it!”

As Bruce shouted in silent yells and roars, the sword in the female knight leader’s hands fell decisively.

Amid this holy light, Bruce’s excited expression made it seem as if he could already see Old Seven being shredded into pieces.

But at this very moment, the knight leader who wielded the sword felt no joy in her heart.

On one hand, her victory was a costly one, her team had suffered great losses to kill their enemy. She had no reason to be proud of this victory.

More importantly, even at this point when Old Seven was on the brink of defeat, she never saw any fear in his eyes, his Pupil Fire.

What’s more, it was not a fearless look in the face of death, but a confident and fearless one, as if she could not kill him at all.

This look disconcerted Lilia.

But her sword did not stop falling because of this.

As the sword fell.

“Squelch!”

A severed hand soared in the air.

At the same time, the silhouette of a skeleton appeared behind Lilia.

Seeing the skeleton appear out of thin air, Bruce Hodge, who was animated just moments before, suddenly choked up, and his laughter died abruptly.

It was only at this moment that he realized in horror that Dean McKenzie had not one, but two skeletons like Old Seven….