End of Days Game: I'm the Only One Who Can See the Hidden Cues

Although Jeremy wanted to retreat immediately, the enemy didn't give him the chance.

Just as Jeremy grabbed Bonnie and Heber and began to turn around, a sharp shout rang out: "Look, that kid Jeremy is here too!"

In an instant, many people, including the Golden Lion Weber, turned their heads to look at Jeremy.

A fierce light gleamed in Weber's eyes. "Well, well, well, today is truly my lucky day. Not only can I deal with that old city lord, but now you are delivered right to me!"

"Connor, take a team and capture this kid alive. I want to crush his bones one by one!"

Just as Weber finished speaking, a remarkably muscular female lioness, leading a dozen others, charged towards Jeremy.

In the midst of his haste, Jeremy glanced back, and his pupils instantly contracted.

The team pursuing them were all profession-awakened.

Among them, the leader, Connor, was at an astounding level fifty-eight, nearly twenty levels ahead of Jeremy!

Connor wielded a pair of swords, and with rapid strides, she shot forward like a bolt of lightning, leading the pursuit of Jeremy.

Her beastly eyes widened with fury, and a roar exploded in the air: "Jeremy, return my brother's life!"

"Thunder Slash!"

In an instant, countless tiny bolts of lightning appeared around Connor, and the twin swords in her hands roared with wind.

Among the three, Bonnie reacted the slowest. Although Jeremy was dragging her along, she was still the furthest behind.

Bonnie suddenly became the target of Connor's twin swords.

Connor's movements were like lightning, and Bonnie hadn't even seen her clearly before feeling the almost tangible killing intent.

In that moment, Bonnie's heart tightened, and a slender staff appeared in her hand.

A blue glow flashed, and Bonnie attempted to use a skill to slow down Connor.

Unfortunately, the power gap between the two sides was too great. Before Bonnie even finished her skill's casting animation, the twin swords were already enlarging in her pupils.

At that moment, a voice echoed in Bonnie's mind: "It's over!"

Just then, Jeremy shouted, "Teleport!"

In that critical moment, Bonnie's vision blurred, and when it cleared, she found that she, Jeremy, and Heber had been teleported dozens of meters away.

Immediately after using the teleportation, Jeremy pushed Bonnie and Heber forward, saying, "Go find the city guards. I'll hold them off."

Jeremy realized that escape was impossible. Their only chance was to fight.

Of course, Jeremy wasn't planning to sacrifice himself.

He had the Wings of the Sky equipment, which he could use to escape if things got too dire.

Moreover, only by rallying the city's guards, the foundation of Dawn City's defense, could they hope to save their lives.

Unexpectedly, Bonnie suddenly shouted, "Ice Wind!"

A blue breeze, laced with tiny ice crystals, instantly formed and struck Connor and the others who were about to pursue them.

In an instant, a layer of ice-blue light flashed over Connor and her team.

"Crack!" Countless shards of ice formed on their bodies.

The next moment, Connor and her team's speed visibly decreased.

Although Bonnie's attack wasn't particularly damaging, the slowing effect was extremely annoying.

A flash of anger crossed Connor's eyes, and she glared at Bonnie, shouting to her team, "Kill that little sprout first!"

On the other side.

Bonnie stubbornly stared at Jeremy and said, "I'm not leaving. I can help you."

Jeremy turned and gave Bonnie a deep look. "If you stay here, I won't have time to protect you."

Bonnie tilted her head back defiantly. "I don't need your help."

Jeremy nodded, choosing not to argue further.

On one hand, he didn't know what life-saving treasures Bonnie, a wealthy heiress, might possess. Since she dared to stay, she must have some ace up her sleeve.

On the other hand, Bonnie's attacks had a built-in slowing effect, and her assistance would significantly reduce Jeremy's burden.

Heber, without wasting any words, pulled out a handful of intricately inscribed gemstones from a small pouch at his waist and shoved them all into Bonnie's hands before turning to leave.

As he walked away, Heber called out, "Jeremy, hang in there! I'll definitely bring reinforcements!"

With that, Heber crushed a blood-red glowing gem in his hand, producing a crisp "crack."

Instantly, a crimson aura enveloped Heber's legs, and his speed more than tripled as he ran.

Bonnie stared in bewilderment at the sudden pile of gemstones in her hands, initially puzzled. But upon seeing their descriptions, her eyes widened in astonishment.

"Damn! These gemstones have such insane effects!"

Her voice carried a hint of excitement, like a mischievous child given a box of fireworks.

Jeremy didn't look back. Focusing on the approaching Connor, he wore a serious expression. "Be careful, they're almost here."

With a ripping sound, Bonnie tore off half of her cumbersome skirt, instantly shifting into combat mode.

A flash of light appeared in Jeremy's hands, revealing a skeletal staff and a bone spear.

Raising the skeletal staff in his left hand, Jeremy chanted, "Wind of Calamity!"

A gust of gray-black wind arose from the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust and sweeping towards Connor and her team.

The next moment, a series of pained grunts and screams emanated from within the whirlwind.

Though Jeremy was only at level thirty-nine, his Wind of Calamity still inflicted considerable damage on these Sinners, whose average level exceeded fifty.

Soon, the effects of the Wind of Calamity dissipated.

Connor and her team reappeared before Jeremy.

Although they were still standing, the cracked corners of their mouths, their dull, lifeless skin, and their pained expressions made it clear that Jeremy's attack had taken a significant toll on them.

Connor's frustration was palpable, her twin swords trembling slightly in her hands. "Jeremy, if you have the guts, fight me head-on like a real warrior, instead of hiding behind magic!"

Jeremy paid no attention to Connor at all. Capitalizing on their weakened state, he raised his skeletal staff, its bone-white glow intensifying, and intoned, "Soul Roar!"

A terrifying, invisible wave began to coalesce around the skeletal staff.

Without giving Connor and her team any chance to react, the Soul Roar swept across the battlefield.

This attack was even more devastating than the previous one. Connor and her team, less resilient than Brook, were utterly overwhelmed by the Soul Roar.

As the skill's effect passed, Connor and her team looked as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, blood spurting from their seven orifices.

Several of the lower-level Sinners were killed instantly!

"Thud, thud..." The sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed, shattering what little morale Connor had left.

Turning around, Connor realized that she was the only one still standing.

Moreover, her health was down to a mere 10%.

Her broad hand loosened, and the twin swords fell to the ground.

With a swift thrust of his Bone Spear, Jeremy didn't even need to activate a skill to pierce the female Sinner's throat.

With a final "thud," Connor collapsed.

In just two moves, Jeremy had cleanly and efficiently dispatched the dozen or so high-level, Profession-Awakened fighters.

Bonnie, who had been eager to join the fray, could hardly believe her eyes.

" Jere...Jeremy, are you even human?"

Jeremy had no time to entertain Bonnie's astonishment.

After dispatching Connor and her team, Jeremy's expression became even more serious.

In truth, Jeremy had never been overly concerned about a few or even a dozen enemies.

What truly worried him were the likes of Weber, those near the threshold of Transcendental Awakening, and the seemingly endless, wave-like army that kept emerging from who knows where.

As expected, things unfolded just as Jeremy had anticipated.

Golden Lion Weber's primary focus was on the manor ahead.

However, he had never forgotten the scene where Jeremy, unscathed, had consecutively slain several of their clan's top fighters.

Therefore, Weber had never underestimated Jeremy.

Yet, what he hadn't anticipated, no matter how hard he thought, was that in just a short span, that squad of Profession-Awakened Sinners would be completely annihilated!

An indescribable fear flooded Weber's mind. "This player is only level thirty-nine. What happens when he undergoes Profession Awakening, or even Transcendental Awakening?"

Having already formed a mortal grudge with no room for reconciliation, the Golden Lion was determined to nip this threat in the bud.

Immediately, Weber turned to a lion-headed Sinner with silver-white mane, who had been closely following him. "Hank, I'm giving you two hundred men. Do whatever it takes to kill that Jeremy!"

This lion-headed Sinner, with his distinct silver fur, belonged to a vassal clan of the Golden Lions—the Silver Mountain Lions, known for their formidable combat abilities.

Hank, the leader of the Silver Mountain Lions, had reached level sixty-nine—just one step away from Transcendental Awakening.

He was the strongest warrior in the Golden Lion clan, second only to Weber himself.

Hank, composed and steady, accepted the order with a clasped fist, immediately mobilizing two hundred heavily armored Sinners, each adorned with lion emblems, and headed straight for Jeremy.