Chapter 118: The Blood Moon Rises, Passion on the Mountaintop
In the sky, a dark red blood moon rose, casting an eerie glow over the Abyss, shrouding the land in an unsettling hue.
John had been wandering through the Abyss for three days, slaying countless Abyss demons and reaching level 170. He had plundered a substantial amount of attributes, significantly boosting his power once more.
Moreover, his Wrath of the Gods talent had continuously upgraded, now reducing his skill costs by 50%.
However, further upgrading had become difficult, as it required the slaying of 60 sixth-tier epic bosses.
While the Abyss was teeming with powerful demons, sixth-tier epic bosses were rare, forcing him to search slowly.
"I should have saved those sixth-tier epic Abyss demons," John sighed in regret, his attention drawn to the mountain before him.
The blood-red moonlight bathed the entire peak in a sinister crimson, making it look as though it were made of flesh and blood—a chilling, eerie sight.