Chapter 308 The Strength Pill Of King Level

"Lady Swordsmanship!"

Sword shadows came from Zachary's sword strike and began intertwining. Soon, they turned into a whirling net of swords. All of a sudden, the sword radiance surrounding the killer in silver shone brightly under the dark light.

A moment later, the sword radiance disappeared, and the killer's face paled. He desperately gasped for breath. He knew that Zachary had almost hit him. Had he not been stronger than Zachary, he would have been injured.

Now, Zachary had distanced himself with the killer. Seeing that his attack had missed, he shook his head with disappointment. He now knew that the perception of a warrior at the killer's level should not be underestimated.

On the other hand, the killer was aware that his strength was far greater than Zachary's, so it would be impossible for Zachary to take advantage of him. Gathering his martial energy, he rushed at Zachary again.

Zachary hesitated for a moment before he took out a Strength Pill of King Level from the gift bag. As his aura began to soar, he reached a level comparable to the killer's. In the blink of an eye, Zachary pounced on him.

The killer was shocked when he realized that Zachary's aura had become stronger. Earlier, he had perceived Zachary to be at the first grade of King Level. But, he suddenly became as strong as him. It was unbelievable! However, as he was a killer, there was no reason to flinch.

Soon, the battle between Zachary and the killer came to a deadlock. However, the killer's strength seemed to have approached the peak of King Level. What was more, as a skilled killer, he had an advantage. He noticed several of Zachary's subtle flaws and used them to his advantage.

The protection of the Holy Bone Bracer waned under the continuous attacks as it could only absorb a certain amount of martial energy each time. Zachary had to bear the brunt of the remaining attacks. Severely injured after the fierce attacks from the killer, Zachary never got an advantageous position.

Despite the unfavorable situation, Zachary brandished his sword and rushed forward. He then used three new moves of the La

ith a broken mask.

"Where's Harley? Did he die, too? Why are you still standing here? Continue searching. We need to ensure that he is dead!" Edward shouted at the disciples with widened eyes.

The disciples then began to search the ruins again, but they did not find Zachary's body.

"Did he escape? Even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured. He can't be far away. Two of you, deal with the dead body. Everyone else will help me find Harley," Edward instructed. He was not a fool. Although Zachary might have gotten lucky, Edward knew that he couldn't let him live. Otherwise, they would be in big trouble. That was why he ordered two of his men to stay and deal with the dead body. Then, he took the other three disciples to look for Zachary.

At the same time, Zachary staggered into the Living-dead Tomb, soaked in blood. During the fight with the killer, he had consumed the Strength Pill and displayed his spiritual skill. His body couldn't bear the double burden, so he was a little dizzy.

After a few steps, he swayed again. Just as he was about to fall, a graceful and petite figure appeared and held him.

"Why are you so badly wounded? Who attacked you?" Anne asked. Anger flared in her when she noted the wounds on Zachary's body.

"Don't worry about that, Master Anne. Please cure my wounds. I have other things to deal with," Zachary said with a bitter smile and shook his head.