Chapitre 207: Eye Of Despair

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Klaus kept cursing as the Zombie Kings began gaining the upper hand in the battle. His killing speed had dropped considerably, so much so that the Void Piercing Needle was now doing most of the killing for him.

He still hadn't leveled up yet, and the fatigue weighed heavily on him, making it harder to keep swinging his sword. The retreat was an option, but it would feel like giving up, and Klaus's pride—or maybe his ego—wouldn't allow that.

"After this battle, I'm going on vacation. Battles suck," Klaus muttered, forcing a smile despite the chaos around him.

"Brat, you should focus on staying alive before thinking about ladies," The senior said in a mocking tone.

"Fuck, Senior! Are you reading my mind or something?" Klaus cursed again, annoyed but somehow relieved by the familiar voice.