Lord Of Leveling Up: Transmigrated Into A Game-Chapter 265: Sneak Attack!

Watching large groups of spectres keeling over, he seemed to understand one thing:

Maxwell was a perverse existence!

He was a perverted lunatic!

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Ten minutes passed by.

The ground was littered with burnt charcoal and not a single spectre was in sight. Not even a strand of hair could be found.

Maxwell made a thought and rose up out of the ground. He then said with a smile: "Uncle John, this scene is quite shocking huh?"

John showed a grin before laughing out loud. "Shocking! Actually not just shocking, it’s practically out of this world! After witnessing this scene, it’ll be worth it even if I don’t get to drink for ten years!"

Suddenly...

John’s face became even more shocked as his senses probed Maxwell’s body. His heart felt like it had dropped as he said to himself: "He levelled up! This kid actually made a level up! Could what the Ninth Prince said be true? This kid can kill things to level up and doesn’t need to cultivate? Could he make endless level-ups just by killing? Most likely only the devil race would know such techniques for levelling up, but to my knowledge, not even the devil race has such special techniques to level up that quickly!"

Level 6 King rank!

It only took ten days!

In less than one month, he levelled up from level 2 diamond rank all the way to level 6 King rank! Who can compare with such speeds?

Maxwell almost couldn’t hold back and wanted to shout out loud: "Who else can do this?!"

Suddenly...

A thick killing intent was detected...

Causing Maxwell to frown.

At this time...

John’s eyes turned serious as his lips curved up. He then said with a smile: "Kid, it’s now my turn for a performance. You can sit down and rest to the side."

Maxwell shrugged and said: "Up to you, I’ll just act like a spectator then. But John, I have a small request and hope that you would agree to it."

John replied with a smile: "Not to mention a small request, I will still agree to it if you had a thousand requests. As long as you don’t make me quit drinking..."

John then said: "Can you beat those people until they’re half dead, and then let me finish them off?"

John replied with a smile: "No problem!"

While saying inside his heart: "So this kid is really someone of the devil race and needs to kill to make level ups. But this place is the forbidden grounds of the devil race deceased souls... If he really was someone of the devil race, he should be finding ways to bring all these spectres out instead of killing them."

"Forget it!"

"I’m too lazy to keep thinking about this topic. Since his temper is similar to mine, it doesn’t matter if he’s a devil race or of the human race, he is my brother!"

Immediately after...

John’s brows faintly moved and the aura on his body exploded out like crazy. With his Ancestor rank powers surging out, he coldly said: "Acting recklessly regardless of the consequences. Last time I already warned you guys yet you still dare to come again."

"I really want to see what kind of strength you guys have brought with you today!"

As his voice faded, John’s figure disappeared.

Within the void of space...

A figure as fast as lightning was moving about. Each time he appeared, a powerful energy fluctuation could be felt. Each time a punch slammed towards a certain point in space, a dull mournful groan was heard.

Seven series of punches smashed out!

Six people dropped down from the darkness.

"Bam!"

They had no way to retaliate!

They were crushed by the difference in their cultivation levels!

King rank experts were similar to 3-year-old toddlers in front of Ancestor rank experts. A single slap was capable of slapping them into the ground.

John patted his hands and shouted: "You damn impudent idiots! Don’t even think of returning alive this time!"

Within this instant...

John’s expression changed as he shouted in shock: "Kid, watch out!"

Before his voice faded...

Bjorn’s gloomy-looking face appeared in front of Maxwell. His ferocious expression showed a cold sneer as he said: "Go to hell!"

"Dragon’s Claw!"

"Whoosh!"

Bjorn’s claw attack struck straight towards Maxwell’s heart.

It was too quick!

The speed was unimaginable!

Moreover...

Maxwell didn’t have time to react since he never thought someone would sneak attack him here. And this person’s strength happens to exceed Maxwell’s detection abilities. The moment Bjorn appeared, Maxwell’s heart immediately had a sinking feeling.

He didn’t have time to react!

A claw attack viciously struck Maxwell’s chest.

A fiery hot energy penetrated his chest and went straight to his heart. The energy then surrounded Maxwell’s heart, giving him the feeling that all the roots were being pulled out. Maxwell felt extremely uncomfortable and terrified at the same time.

At this moment, Maxwell almost saw a grim reaper arriving for his soul!

Bjorn, an Ancestor rank expert!

These kinds of experts were the ones Maxwell couldn’t resist. Even if he used all his powers and techniques, there was no way for him to resist them. The difference in strength between a King rank and an Ancestor rank was simply too large. Maxwell didn’t have a single ounce of power to retaliate!

This was suppression!

Absolute suppression!

He couldn’t even move at all!

The previous six people were there to attract John’s attention while Bjorn was the true attacker!

With this claw attack, Bjorn had used his most powerful Ancestor rank strength.

His goal was to kill Maxwell with a single move.

This was his style of killing people!

With his Ancestor rank cultivation and as an assassin, Bjorn was extremely proficient in sneak attacks and knew how to hide his aura. In his world, there was no such thing as an honourable fight. There was only his target, and the death of his target!

"There’s only one outcome after offending my master – death!"

"You should be honoured to be dying by my hands – the King of Flowing Sand."

"Wahahaha..."

Bjorn started laughing out coldly.

At this moment...

John released all his powers, but his distance was too far from them. Even if his speed was faster, he wouldn’t make it in time. At this moment, his heart felt helpless and incomparable rage at the same time.

Everything happened too quickly.

Maxwell’s face was pale white like ash as he mumbled: "I’m going to die? I’m going to die now? I cannot die, I absolutely cannot die..."

His thoughts were on fast forward.

He didn’t want to die but he really couldn’t think of any methods to protect himself.

When facing the suppression of an Ancestor rank, he had no way out. This type of feeling was extremely uncomfortable and felt worse than death. Even though he had already taken half a step into the gates of hell, Maxwell didn’t give up.

He was still internally roaring out in rage!

"I cannot die!"

"I absolutely cannot die!"

"I still haven’t rescued Brenda’s mother; I still haven’t battled Lilith for 3000 rounds; I still haven’t stomped Peter Wesley to death; I still haven’t fulfilled my promise to Gwendolyn... I cannot die, I cannot die..."

His vitality was getting weaker!

Bjorn’s expression became even more ferocious and arrogant. His gloomy cold laughter was similar to a ghost wailing as it echoed all over the Forbidden Grounds. It was even transmitted into the depths of the forbidden grounds!

At this moment...

In the deepest parts of the Forbidden Grounds, a pair of huge bloody eyes suddenly opened!

It was completely enraged!

"Humans!"

Also at this moment...

A single drop of blood essence from Maxwell’s heart suddenly dropped onto the dragon egg that had been silent all this time...