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

"Nibao!"

Michael roared one last time, then unleashed his full [Windseeker's Oath] and gave chase:

"Keep an eye on Brom's health bar! Be ready to dispel it at any time!"

The little dwarf priest, Nibo, pursed her lips and struggled to keep up with the rear, her short legs moving with difficulty. The milky white holy light in her hands flickered erratically as she cautiously avoided stepping into the chaotic battle ahead.

However, it was all too late!

In the blink of an eye during this rescue, the incapacitated thief Descartes, like a burning human torch, endured the furious fiery punches of several fire elementals!

The LV10 thief's tough body was so fragile under the pure heat of the flames. Without fire resistance, his leather armor was instantly charred and curled, and his flesh made a terrifying "sizzling" sound!

"Uhhhhh-!"

The excruciating pain caused Descartes to let out a bloodcurdling scream; he deeply regretted his damned curiosity—

If not for coveting the treasure chest, why would they go to such lengths?!

But regret is the most useless emotion at this moment.

In just a few breaths, fiery fist shadows fell like raindrops.

As Brom's charge reached the far end of the cave, Descartes' charred and curled-up body had completely fallen silent, leaving only the pungent smell of burnt flesh in the scorching air.

"asshole!!!"

Witnessing the tragic death of his companion, the dwarf warrior Brom's fighting spirit was completely ignited!

His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair and beard stood on end, like a raging volcano!

"A bunch of elemental scum! I'll have your grandpa Brom send you back to the elemental plane!"

He roared, his massive shield blazing before him like a runaway steel chariot, as he slammed into the horde of gathered fire elementals!

However, just as he rushed through a seemingly peaceful area of ​​shadow, another change occurred!

A long-lurking, thick, python-like black vine, like a venomous snake that had been gathering its strength, suddenly sprang up from the ground and wrapped around Brom's ankle as he charged forward with perfect precision!

"Pfft!"

Brom's heavy body suddenly lost its balance and fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust!

He roared and turned around, his one-handed sword, Rockbreaker, flashing blue light, ready to slash at the damned vines!

"Break it off for me—!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

“Sizzle——!!!”

A violent, blinding current, far exceeding the power of the Thunder-Patterned Lizard, instantly traveled from the crimson vines to Brom's entire body!

"Well--!"

Brom shuddered violently! His thick beard and hair stood on end, like a bristling hedgehog!

His wide eyes were filled with unbelievable pain, and his strong body convulsed and stiffened violently under the onslaught of electricity! The berserker's proud physical defenses were utterly useless in the face of pure magical energy!

At this moment, he desperately needs Priest Nibo's [Purify] or [Elemental Resistance Blessing]—

But Nibo is still in the back!

With Descartes dead and the main tank Brom in a critical stalemate, a resolute glint flashed in the icy blue eyes of the elven mage Shephne.

Chapter 25 The Sleeping Fire Elemental

She immediately thought of the lightning-emitting lizards in the previous report—

This vine clearly possesses a similar eerie ability!

"Ice cone technique!"

Xue Funi gave a low shout, and a burst of cold light erupted from the tip of the [Sapphire Focus] staff!

A massive ice cone, nearly half a person's height and radiating a chilling aura, instantly materialized, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and precisely struck the crimson vines that were binding Brom's body!

"Crack-boom!"

Ice shards and fragments of broken vines flew everywhere!

The bindings of the lightning black vine snapped instantly!

Without pausing, Shefnie glided forward and tried to pull Brom, who was charred black and smoking and still twitching slightly, up.

"Brom...Brom! Can you still move?"

The dwarf warrior was on his last breath, uttering hoarse groans:

"Damn it... I never dreamed... I'd be roasted to medium-rare by a vine... This feeling... is worse than being licked by a Balrog..."

Even when severely injured and weakened, the dwarf's instinct for making sarcastic remarks remained intact.

Sheffield ignored his complaints and dragged him to a relatively safe corner to put him down.

She looked up abruptly, her heart sinking to the bottom—

The group of fire elementals who had dealt with Descartes were now like sharks that had smelled blood, surging towards them with scorching heat waves!

The chain of hatred among the dungeon monsters is now clearly revealed!

By this time, Michael had already seized a high vantage point on a protruding rock.

His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and the longbow of the Wind Chaser was drawn to its fullest extent, the bowstring radiating a breathtaking purple magical glow!

"Sherphne! Frost Path! Maximum range! Hold them off!"

He shouted sharply.

Shefnie immediately slammed her staff heavily on the ground!

He chanted ancient and rapid elven incantations!

[Sapphire Focus] The gem at the top burst forth with a dazzling icy blue light! A thick, icy domain, filled with chilling white mist, instantly spread out along the path of the charging fire elemental!

"Chichichichi——!"

The fire elemental rushed into the frost domain, its flames clashing violently with the ice, producing a piercing melting sound!

Their movement speed visibly plummeted, as if they had sunk into viscous icy lava, reducing them to only 30% of their original speed!

Slow down successfully!

A glint flashed in Michael's eyes, and the purple light on the bowstring reached its peak!

"Nibo! Don't stand there! Focus all your efforts on healing Brom! Get him back to fighting strength as soon as possible!"

He roared again and released the tightly drawn bowstring!

"Om-!"

A strange, resounding boom echoed throughout the grotto!

It wasn't the sound of an arrow leaving the bowstring, but the buzzing of space being torn apart by magic!

The next second, the void above the slowed-down fire elementals suddenly distorted!

Countless purple arrows, composed of pure magical energy, materialized out of thin air like a torrential rain, cascading down vertically and covering the entire icy domain with a destructive aura!

This is precisely Michael's greatest strength in daring to challenge a D-level dungeon—

The legendary skill attached to the purple epic longbow [Oath of the Windseeker]:

[Magic Arrow Rain]!

This is a battlefield killing move that should only be mastered by high-level hunters of LV20 and above!

The rain of arrows lasted for a full ten seconds!

The engulfed fire elementals howled in agony as they were pierced and exploded by magical arrows, their fiery bodies flickering unpredictably, clearly having suffered severe damage!

However, what Michael didn't notice was that the area-of-effect rain of arrows inevitably reached the sleeping fire elemental in the corner, which had been "sleeping" and had "ZZZ" runes floating above its head!

The moment the rain of arrows stopped, a sudden change occurred!

Michael suddenly felt an irresistible, abyss-like drowsiness seize him!

His eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, and the divine bow in his hand, [Oath of the Windseeker], became as heavy as a thousand pounds, almost slipping from his grasp!

"What...what's going on?!"

Alarm bells rang in his mind. He clenched his teeth and tried to use the excruciating pain to dispel his sleepiness, shaking his head violently!

But all these struggles were in vain!

The drowsiness, like an invisible nightmare, instantly swallowed his consciousness!

Just a few seconds later, this spirited captain, high above the peak, was swaying slightly and emitting a clear and loud snoring sound!

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The brilliance of [Magic Arrow Rain] was suddenly extinguished!

"Captain...Captain?!"

Shefnie looked up in horror at Michael, who was fast asleep, and could hardly believe her eyes!

—At the critical moment of life and death... Commander... is asleep?!

With her extensive experience, she reacted instantly—

This is some kind of curse or skill that forces sleep!

But her heart sank to the bottom in an instant!

Maintaining the Frost Domain requires her to continuously inject magic power. Once she removes the domain to awaken Michael, those fire elementals with low health who are about to leave the slowing range will instantly tear this weakly defended mage to shreds!

She turned around anxiously, wanting to see if Nibo and Brom were in good enough condition to wake the captain, but instead heard Nibo's terrified scream!

"what--!!!"

Behind them, the little dwarf priest Nibo was tightly entangled by several newly grown, thicker, crimson vines!

The raging electric current was scorching her protective holy light!

The thin [Power Word: Shield] flickered violently under the impact of the electric current, and it looked like it was about to shatter!