Chapter 248: How Long Can Brothers Hold On?
The dense aura of death surrounded the entire jungle, with waves of unknown dangers surging like tides, one after another.
The call of the Death God was faintly diffusing throughout the field...
The thirteen brothers who had come with Lin Zifeng, as close as limbs to a body, were gradually falling, one by one, into pools of blood. No matter how Lin Zifeng roared, it was to no avail.
Any splendid life, by now, was no different from mere grass...
Lin Zifeng roared, his eyes bloodshot as he charged towards the enemy.
With his ammunition depleted, even if X fought against the enemy, he was like a War God!
Lin Zifeng, covered in blood and wearing an ancient bronze mask, was like a killing god emerging from Hell, wielding a Nepalese War Saber and reaping lives along his path.