All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

However, more skeletons came crowding over. Over on Saiba's end. Two of his men set up defenses at once. Two five-meter-long spears appeared in each man's hand, burning brightly with spiritual flames that pounced on the incoming skeletons. Both men were of peak Ambience level, and the skeletons were crushed in an instant. However, there were too many skeletons, and they quickly filled the square again in the blink of an eye. There were even more skeletons charging into the square. Some of the skeletons were taller and broader in size. They even stepped over the other skeletons, pouncing on the crowd. Ryder ran for his life, finally getting to Wilbur before the square was filled with skeletons. Wilbur had already summoned his thunder cleaver, clearing over ten meters in front of him with a single sweep. All the skeletons within that area were turned to dust in an instant. Right after that, however, even more skeletons filled the empty space. Wilbur and Ryder bega

Just then, however, the corpse opened its eyes all of a sudden to stare at the crowd. Isabella got a fright, ducking to hide behind Wilbur. The man's expression was stern as he stood between the girl and Logan. Logan looked to be rearing to go, preparing for battle. Saiba and his men looked intently at the Ark King. The Ark King's eyes lit up with a deep red flame, and a peal of laughter escaped his dried lips to echo in the sprawling hall, sending chills down everyone's spines. "I'm so happy you managed to get in here. Your lives are so much more worthy than those idiots'. I like it," the Ark King's mouth opened and closed, rasping out a welcome to Wilbur and the rest with an inhuman voice. "What's going on here?" Isabella could not help but ask at last. This was all very creepy to her, and she needed to know what was happening. Wilbur said in a dark voice, "I think this old zombie's attracting lives for him to absorb so he can be revived completely." The words made

There was pretty much only one ongoing battle now. Wilbur took on these countless ghostly soldiers on his own. The Ark King stared intently at the girl next to the man for a while before finally saying, "A Soulless, eh? These surprises just keep on coming in, don't they?" "A Soulless?" It was the first time Wilbur had heard of the term, and he could not help but look at the girl again. "Sir, could you please concentrate? We're at high risk here," Ryder could not help but say. Wilbur killed two ghostly soldiers with a scoff. "It's hard work! What's wrong with looking around?" Ryder was speechless, while Isabella frowned worriedly. "Bro, this really isn't the time to be looking at girls." Wilbur did not know what to say to that. He was just curious, what were these two thinking? "You should be worrying about yourself, you won't be able to hold on for much longer from the way I see it!" The man jeered at Wilbur. Wilbur sneered. "I don't need your advice, thanks." "We'll

The man was in shock for a while, before letting out a loud laugh. "He's dead. You're all dead now! The Scepter of Death's mine, ha!" He dashed towards the throne, picking up the scepter gleefully. The next second, he threw it at Lily coldly. "You'd better hold on to it and keep a close eye on that thing." The deathly aura that the scepter emitted would attack the soul of whoever held it, and the man could hardly withstand it. Only Lily was immune to this, seeing as she did not have a soul. She took the scepter from the man obediently, limping to the side as she looked sadly at Wilbur's body on the ground. Just then, the man laughed loudly at Isabella and Ryder. "You guys were pretty cocky just now, weren't you? What changed, huh?" Isabella helped Wilbur's body up slightly, roaring at the man, "How could you do this to him? He saved your life!" "I didn't ask him to save me, did I?" the man asked coldly. "Anyone who tries to get their hands on the Scepter of Death is a

Still, neither Isabella nor Ryder seemed ready to give up. Logan sighed to himself, getting ready to give these two swift and easy deaths. A cruel smile appeared on the man's face. He was enjoying the sight before him to no end, loving the feeling of control. The only thing lacking was the begging, which irked him a little. It was fine, though. The Scepter of Death cheered him up more than enough. All of a sudden, an icy voice rang through the air, "I never said you could kill my men." Everyone was caught off guard. The man's eyes widened, staring dumbly at Wilbur on the ground. They saw Wilbur getting to his feet, letting out a long breath as if he had woken up from a nap. "How could this be? How are you still alive?" the man shouted, shocked beyond words. The blow from the Scepter of Death would be too much for even a Sanctuary level cultivator to take. It was a godly weapon, holding enough power to kill an entire city. Its attacks also targeted the soul, an