You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

This was the opening move that made him famous – “Double Shadow Hunting Cut”.

The blades flashed in the air, forming an "X" shape, moving as fast as two bolts of lightning.

Ron didn't take the hit head-on; instead, he slipped on the stone slab, avoiding a direct confrontation, and simultaneously raised his short crossbow—

Whoosh!

The armor-piercing arrow headed straight for the hunter's shoulder.

Ding!

The arrow was lightly deflected by the scimitar, flying off and embedding itself in a wooden pillar on the street, cracking the pillar in half.

"Quick reaction time," Ron cursed inwardly. This guy was no ordinary bounty hunter.

Belin made her move.

She clasped her hands together, and frost instantly formed on her face, spreading like a spider web to the hunter's feet.

The Iron-Faced Hunter didn't dodge.

With a slight dip in his footing and a turn of the blade, the ice shattered like a mirror being split open.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Viser circled around to the side and rear, his short spear flashing coldly as he thrust it straight at his opponent's waist.

The hunter leaned slightly forward, his entire body sliding away like a shadow, and with a backhand slash, forced Viser back.

The three of them instantly formed a circle around each other, but none of them gained the upper hand.

Ron already knew that this guy's speed and strength were no less than his own, and his swordsmanship had a strange "disjointed" rhythm that was hard to predict.

“We can’t delay,” Ron said in a deep voice.

He touched a specially made bone spike bomb at his waist, a unique throwing weapon only available in the Sand Abyss dungeon.

Taking advantage of the moment when Belin and Viser forced the hunters to return to defense, Ron flicked out the bone spike pellet.

Boom!

The explosive shattered in mid-air, turning into dozens of thin, long bone spikes that rained down.

The hunter raised his knife to parry, but two of the blades still grazed his cloak, leaving a trail of blood.

He took a half step back for the first time.

Ron smiled.

"So you can bleed too."

The hunter didn't reply, but looked down at the tear in his cloak.

The next second, he suddenly felt a sinking sensation, and the shadow beneath his feet expanded violently, surging towards Ron's feet like water.

"Get out of the way!" Ron hissed, but it was too late.

Chapter 140

The shadow instantly grabbed his ankle, and a tearing sensation yanked him forcefully towards the ground.

Viser lunged forward, thrusting his spear into the edge of the shadow, pulling Ron out of the half-submerged surface.

At the same time, Belin threw out an ice shield, blocking the hunter's pursuing scimitar.

In just thirty seconds, the four men had moved from the street corner to the inside of the city wall.

Ron took a breath.

"I hate this weird trick of getting close to the surface."

Viser frowned: "He's a Shadow Cloak user; his face is his second life."

"Then we have to force him to divorce."

Ron glanced around and saw the roof of the warehouse not far away, and immediately had an idea.

“Viser, force him to the left, and Belin freezes the right exit, forcing him onto the roof.”

Without further ado, the two immediately began to cooperate.

The hunter clearly hadn't expected them to fight like this. Blocked from both sides, he had no choice but to leap onto the warehouse roof.

Ron was already waiting there, his crossbow fully drawn.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Two armor-piercing arrows were fired in quick succession; one embedded itself in the roof tile, while the other pierced straight into the hunter's chest.

The hunter dodged, but landed with a deep gash on his left shoulder.

Ron Tibbers drew closer step by step.

“Iron-Faced Hunter, I know you’re just doing this for money.”

Tell me—who placed the order?

The hunter stared at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly chuckled softly.

You'll regret knowing this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow beneath his feet suddenly exploded, and his entire body turned into a cloud of black mist, disappearing into the night.

Belin walked over and asked in a low voice, "Did they escape?"

Ron put away his crossbow.

"It's okay, he'll come back."

He looked up towards the capital, his eyes as cold as knives.

"And I already know—this order is most likely placed by Bacchus."

The light from the teleportation array faded, and the familiar aura of the sand dunes rushed towards us.

Ron stepped onto the high platform of the Black Language Cave and took a deep breath.

The oppressive feeling in the capital city has finally dissipated.

Viser immediately activated the warehouse's protective array to its highest level and locked the fragment of law inside the three-layered bone cabinet.

Belin personally carved the ice seal, freezing the cabinet into half an ice block.

Claudia walked in, her gaze falling directly on the frozen stone slab.

"Is this what you risked your life to bring back from the capital?"

“Yes.” Ron nodded. “Fragments of the laws of dungeons.”

She narrowed her eyes. "What do you plan to do with it?"

Ron reached out and drew a new copy running curve on the console.

"Change the rules."

When the fragments of laws were placed into the slots of the core array platform, the energy flow throughout the Black Language Cave instantly became sharper, as if it had been given a new spine.

A prompt appears in the console:

[External law fragment detected]

[Should we integrate dungeon rules?]

[Available after fusion: Permission to interfere with cross-copy rules (within a limited scope)]

Without hesitation, Ron pressed [Merge].

The next second, a visible ripple appeared in the sky above the sand dunes, like ripples on the surface of water caused by a stone hitting it.

【Successful integration】

[Unlocked: Rule Interference - Blocked]

[Note: You can disable specific rules for a designated instance for up to 30 minutes, such as teleportation, resurrection, loot drops, and monster spawning.]

Viser's eyes widened.

"This...is equivalent to you being able to disable the functionality of other instances?"

Ron smiled.

“Yeah, like the Bakus instance—I can make it so that monsters don’t spawn for a whole day.”

Claudia frowned.

"This will directly anger him."

“I’m just waiting for him to lose his temper.” Ron’s eyes were icy. “This time, I don’t want to play defense anymore.”

Ron then accessed the data for the "Throat of the Abyss" instance, which belonged to Bakus, on the console.

He pointed to the "monster spawn" rule.

[Target confirmed to be blocked: Abyss Throat - Monster spawn]

[Duration: 24 hours]

--implement.

The progress bar on the console slowly completed its cycle, and finally a line of small text popped up:

[Rule blocking is now in effect]

Ron leaned back in his chair.

"From today onwards, players entering the Abyss Maw will find an empty arena."

Viser's smile was wicked.

"The reputation of that instance has been halved."

The Abyss Throat instance.

Bakus stared at the empty cave in front of him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

[System Notification: Monster Respawn Rules Abnormal]

[Reason: The rules are interfered with by fragments of external rules]