Game Over Not Over for Me novel Chapter 83

**Chapter 83: Starting Over, A New Strategy**

For the moment, Alden found himself holding firm against the encroaching chaos.

Engaging three Ice Serpents simultaneously was a taxing endeavor, yet it had its perks—his HP was stacking at an impressive rate.

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The numbers flashed before his eyes, a small comfort amidst the turmoil. Each second, he managed to accumulate 27 HP. Even when he incorporated the Twisted Arrow Technique into his arsenal, he still managed to maintain a solid 15 HP per second—adding up to a staggering 900 HP in just one minute.

His damage output was steadily increasing, albeit at a slow pace.

But the moment he finally felled the seventh Ice Serpent, calamity struck. Without warning, four more emerged from the icy depths.

That’s when the true pressure began to mount.

To make matters worse, Alden was acutely aware that the situation was about to spiral out of control.

The serpents had started to spawn in pairs, a troubling development that mirrored the behavior of the Ice Werewolves. Once nine had materialized, they began to arrive two at a time.

The crux of the issue? His current damage output was woefully inadequate to eliminate them swiftly. If he continued on this path, he would be trapped in a relentless cycle of defeat.

With a heavy heart, Alden decided to sheath his weapon, resigning himself to the inevitable demise that awaited him.

But he had a plan brewing in the back of his mind.

The Ice Werewolves represented his best opportunity for a turnaround. If he played his cards right, he could leverage the dungeon’s mechanics to stack his HP to astronomical levels.

He allowed himself to be overwhelmed, knowing that even with the Bloodthirst Dragon Armor’s damage resistance and lifesteal, he would be taken down swiftly.

After all, these were Level 50 bronze-level bosses. Their attacks were nothing to scoff at.

When Alden respawned, he found himself back at the entrance of the dungeon. Everything had reset, as if time itself had been rewound.

The Order of Frost had vanished. His hard-earned HP was reduced back to its initial value. All the buffs from his consumables were wiped clean.

Even the attribute points he had recently allocated reverted to 380, the same as before his adjustments.

But there was a silver lining—his damaged Purifying Pendant was restored to its pristine condition, its durability fully replenished.

This wasn’t merely a reset of stats; it was a complete rewind of time.

Initially, Alden had thought that dying simply reset his statistics. Now, he understood that it reset the entire timeline of his experience.

“Alright,” he murmured to himself, a flicker of determination igniting within him, “this means I can implement the strategy I just devised.”

Alden allocated every single attribute point into Attack Speed, catapulting it from 5.73 to an impressive 11.65.

From that moment on, the sequence unfolded just like before.

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The first Ice Werewolf emerged, its growl echoing through the snowy expanse. Alden unleashed the Twisted Arrow Technique, sending it crashing to the ground, but he refrained from following up with another knock-up. He didn’t even bother equipping the Goddess of Life’s Tears.

Instead, he opted for a bold, direct assault.

The Ice Werewolf, nestled in the snow, regenerated a staggering 100,000 HP per second. Yet, Alden’s enhanced attack speed allowed him to chip away at 180,000 HP each second.

So, he deliberately held back his strikes, ensuring the creature’s health remained high enough to avoid an untimely demise.

Soon, the second and third Ice Werewolves joined the fray.

He unleashed Double Arrow Shot and Triple Arrow Shot, careful not to finish them off prematurely.

It wasn’t until the fifth Ice Werewolf appeared that Alden finally dealt the final blow to the first.

At this juncture, Quintuple Shot was the most powerful attack he could muster.

A satisfied smile crept across his face.

Everything was unfolding according to his meticulous plan.

As soon as the first Ice Werewolf fell, the sixth one manifested. The field was now teeming with five werewolves, a chaotic ballet of fur and fangs.

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