These death knights gathered together once more. In fact, they had assessed the people before them from the very beginning. The three women were far below their average level and could be said to pose no threat at all. As for the one capable of casting large-scale magic, they had marked him as their top priority target. That person was naturally Li.
In battles of any scale, someone like Li, who excelled at group attacks, would generally be listed as the primary target. As for Bar, someone skilled in one-on-one combat, they had naturally placed him lower on the list. Yet they had never expected that Bar alone would nearly wipe out their entire group.
Seeing the remaining nine death knights calmly gather together and slowly close in on him, Bar could not help but frown. All his previous attacks had been sneak attacks. If he truly had to face these nine head-on, Bar was not insane.
The nine death knights faced Bar like this. Fortunately, they were not living paladins; otherwise, when their companions had died earlier, they would have flown into a rage and fought Bar to the death. But now, they felt nothing over the deaths of their companions. Though they had only recently become undead, their sense of life and death had already been completely numbed. They stared at Bar, simply watching him. The moment even the slightest opening appeared on his body, they would spear him to death.
Bar watched them as well, but he was different. He was human. No matter how strong his will was, he could still grow tired. He was neither a machine nor an undead creature. He stared at them for a while, then a flash of light passed over his body as Bar decided to remove the weakening debuff