Their voices could be faintly heard, sounding very excited, each with a desperate stance.
This piqued Small Knife's interest even more.
Goodness, they are truly desperate, consuming some kind of blood-red elixir, and each one broke through the Hundred Level bottleneck?
Their entire bodies were crimson like blood, clearly indicating that the elixir's side effects were not small.
Even so, in the end, after slaying that Skeleton Beast, only three of them remained.
The three fought, and in the end, only one survived, though grievously injured.
"I can't die. I must live. If I die, my parents will die too." The severely injured young man muttered to himself, clinging to that Spirit Bone.
This Bone Beast was Level 200, but in Small Knife's eyes, it wasn't strong among the same level, possessing only one passive Divine Technique to enhance its solidity.
