bookpower Chapter 287: Chapter287-Victory is Within Sight!
Chapter 287: Chapter287-Victory is Within Sight!
The others watched the scene unfold, their hearts nearly leaping out of their throats.
It was terrifying, truly terrifying.
Had it been anyone else at that moment, they would have already been crushed into a pulp.
Only John could dare to keep leaping around so boldly—if it were them, they would have died a thousand times over by now!
Amelia had been closely monitoring John's situation and almost screamed when she saw what happened.
Everyone knew that John was at a critical moment; any mishap was something they all dreaded.
It was clear that they were on their last legs, and everyone needed to make it out alive.
Knowing they couldn't directly assist John, their only option was to try to divert the monster's attention as much as possible. Stay tuned with m-v l|
The monster was relentlessly pursuing John, meaning they had the chance to maximize their output.
Thinking this, everyone clenched their teeth.
No words were spoken; they simply unleashed their skills with desperate fury as if venting their frustrations.
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One explosive skill after another erupted, causing the monster to become increasingly agitated.
All it wanted was to kill John, who was frustratingly hopping in front of it.
Once John was dealt with, it planned to crush the rest of the 'little ants' underfoot.
John could sense that the monster was becoming increasingly furious, and he dared not delay any longer.
The physical exertion required in this place was slightly greater than usual.
Under such conditions, an ordinary person would have already collapsed.
John quickly left the spot.
The very second he moved, a gigantic palm slammed down where he had just been standing.
Boom!
The floor tiles were pulverized into dust in that instant.
John's face was also scratched by the debris.
Blood slowly trickled down, but John had no time to attend to it.
He gritted his teeth and, stepping on a few boxes in front of him, leapt upwards swiftly.
The monster pursued him relentlessly, its demeanor incredibly menacing.
John moved rapidly, but each time, it seemed he narrowly missed being hit.
Those watching were terrified, yet dared not say a word.
They couldn't—they didn't know what might happen next!
Using the wooden boxes beside him, John jumped onto the monster's back.
"Uh..."
But the moment he landed on the box, he involuntarily gasped.
Some green liquid remained on it, its corrosiveness shockingly intense.
It nearly made him lose control and fall.
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The monster's HP visibly decreased by a segment as its green blood spurted out.
Light Shield!
John instantly raised a light shield.
Sizzling...
The blood made a corrosive sound upon contact with John's light shield, threatening to completely dissolve it.
Gritting his teeth, John shifted his position again.
Bloodthirsty Blade!
Slash!
Once again, he unleashed an eight-digit damage figure.
Critical!
Critical!
More critical hits!
The massive damage directly struck the monster.
The monster's HP dropped to 50%.
Archibald and the others felt a surge of warmth in their hearts.
If they could continue like this, they would soon be able to leave this place.
However, with each strike he landed, John felt an increasing unease.
It was all going too smoothly.
Even if he was exploiting a weak spot to land these critical hits, the success felt too easy, almost as if he wasn't battling an elite monster at all.
And considering this monster had fused with a sliver of a dark god's will, how could it possibly be so easily susceptible to his critical hits?
John couldn't afford to worry about anything else; his only option was to handle everything right now.
If he could kill this creature, it would make things much easier for them moving forward.
"Attack with everything you've got!" Isabella commanded again.
This time, without Isabella needing to say another word, the others swiftly launched their attacks on the monster.
Archibald, being a ranged mage, coordinated perfectly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One skill after another smashed into the monster, as if only through such force could they fully express their anger.
Not enough, still not enough!
They needed more!
The monster wailed, but it couldn't do anything about the tiny pest on its back.
40%!
30%!
20%!
The monster's HP was nearly depleted!