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

This is the key to controlling this wailing prison.

She closed her eyes and, just as Lilith had done, slowly channeled her will and pure magic into the ring.

In an instant, the gem on the ring suddenly glowed with a ghostly light, and an invisible wave swept across the entire underground prison.

Wherever it passed, dormant defensive formations lit up one by one, and ancient runes flowed and flickered on the stone walls.

The spatial anchor points were also activated, causing subtle ripples in the air that stabilized the spatial structure of the area.

The heretics cry out in the prison!

This cage, named after pain and despair, has officially opened its doors to outlaws!

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Ron. I'll go back now and keep an eye on the crystal ball to see if any adventurers come to challenge it."

Carolina bid Ron a hasty farewell, her steps so light they seemed to float, and ran back to the Earl's mansion as if flying.

She eagerly took out the crystal ball corresponding to the prison from the secret room.

Inside the sphere, the previously still, dark yellow aura began to slowly circulate, like a demonic eye awakening, waiting to reflect the figure of the first intruder.

Ron then returned to his room to rest.

……

Meanwhile, in Emerald Town, which was as bustling as day, the Adventurers' Guild's quest hall was teeming with people.

On the magic bulletin board in the center of the hall, a parchment scroll with a mithril border and emitting a soft magical glow instantly attracted the attention of all adventurers, like a lighthouse in the night.

The writing on the scroll, done in golden magical ink, clearly revealed its contents:

[Reclamation Order]

[Target: Black Language Cave (Rank E)]

[Reward 1: 3 Gold Coins]

[Reward 2: Three pieces of purple equipment and three pieces of blue equipment]

[Reward Condition: First Clear]

The hall erupted in chaos!

Exclamations and gasps of surprise rose and fell, like ripples spreading across a pond after a stone has been thrown in.

"Issuing a raiding order for an E-rank dungeon?! Gods above, am I seeing things?"

A young human adventurer rubbed his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Absolutely true! Ever since the Adventurers' Guild existed, I've never heard of any dungeon below S-rank having this 'honor'!"

A young elven girl carrying a bow and arrow chimed in, her voice filled with amazement.

Just as the low-level adventurers gathered around the bulletin board, discussing the matter.

The atmosphere was completely different in the secret council chambers on the top floor of the guild, which were reserved for the most distinguished members.

Leaders from various renowned adventurer teams—

These are top-tier beings who possess at least LV70 strength and are adorned with enchanted legendary equipment—

He was lounging lazily in a chair covered with monster fur.

They listened to the branch president's statement with amused smiles on their faces, but their eyes were filled with boredom and contempt.

They are eagles born to slay ancient dragons and explore lost divine realms; their wings are stained with the blood of gods, and their claws have torn apart the hearts of demons.

Who would condescend to roll around in a tiny E-grade ditch that even fledglings could easily fly into?

That's an insult to their abilities and a waste of their precious time!

However, when the branch president read out the last rule of the pioneering rules in a calm tone, the air in the entire secret council hall instantly froze, as if frozen by invisible ice.

"...In addition to the aforementioned pioneering order rewards, this mission also features a team points reward."

"Teams that successfully complete the level for the first time or win the monthly progress competition will receive 10 team points."

"what?!"

"10 points?!"

"Are you sure this is a reward for an E-rank dungeon?!"

The previously uninterested group leaders suddenly sat up straight.

The languidness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a terrifying glint!

The branch president nodded steadily, his voice echoing in the silent hall:

"Absolutely true, 10 points."

In the Hall of Glory of the Adventurer's Continent, two immortal monuments stand, forged from fragments of stars and the bones of heroes:

Dungeon rankings and adventure team points rankings.

The former needs no further explanation.

The latter, however, is the ultimate symbol of a team's strength and status!

It can usually only be obtained by conquering those forbidden zones marked with scarlet "S" or even higher danger levels.

Every point is soaked in the blood and sweat of team members, and even at the cost of their lives.

At the end of each year, the top-ranked teams on the leaderboard receive a huge reward provided by the Adventurers' Guild, a reward enough to instantly dwindle the treasury of any small country.

Up to 5000 million gold coins!

This is not only a symbol of wealth, but also an unparalleled honor!

The teams fought tooth and nail for this, and every point difference on the leaderboard was like an insurmountable chasm.

The top-ranked teams are extremely close, and often a single point can determine who wins the championship and render years of hard work futile!

Where do these 10 points come from as a reward for an E-level dungeon?

It's like a diamond-encrusted pie falling from the sky!

"President!"

A booming voice broke the silence.

A burly dwarf, clad entirely in golden armor that shimmered like sunlight, suddenly rose to his feet, his voice shaking the rooftops:

"Our 'Golden Wind' team has signed up!"

All eyes turned to the leader of the Golden Wind Guild.

Golden Wind is currently ranked third in the standings, only 3 points behind the second-placed "Holy Lance Adventure Team"!

If they can secure these 10 points, they will instantly jump to second place, and even pose a fatal threat to the top-ranked "Silver Blade," rewriting the ranking structure that has been maintained for several years!

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Golden Wind's initial statement was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples!

"How can we, the 'Holy Lance,' fall behind others?"

That mature female mage with fiery, wavy hair—

The leader of the Holy Lance Adventurer Group, dressed in a mage's robe adorned with star runes, gracefully tapped his slender fingers on the table, a meaningful smile curving his red lips.

The Holy Lance Adventurers are only 9 points away from the top spot, "Silver Blade." These 10 points represent a golden opportunity for them to claim the throne, a springboard they've always dreamed of!

The pressure instantly fell on the team at the top of the leaderboard.

The taciturn elf man—

Viser, the leader of the Silver Blades, finally slowly raised his hand.

He wore some indescribably gorgeous mithril leather armor, which seemed to be woven from starlight and shadow, and shimmered with an unpredictable luster under the light.

His appearance was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, and his golden eyes gleamed with calmness and sharpness.

His movements were elegant and firm, his voice clear and cold like ice water dripping onto jade.

"Silver Blade, join the fray."

He would never stand idly by and watch his throne be taken away so easily; he would nip even the slightest threat in the bud.

Immediately afterwards, like dominoes falling, the sounds of response rose and fell:

"Fourth place, 'Steel Fist Barrier' has registered!"

"Fifth place, 'Shadow Dagger' is participating!"

...

In the end, over 80% of the top teams on the leaderboard had their logos imprinted on the registration scrolls!

However, a real yet absurd problem then arises:

All the official members of these top teams are legendary figures of level 70 or above!

Their power is enough to shake mountains and tear space apart.

However, such powerful strength would inevitably be rejected by the fragile spatial laws of the E-level dungeon, making it impossible for him to personally step into the Black Language Cavern!

The only solution is clearly presented to everyone:

Recruiting new LV10 members!

Let these adventurers, like newly sprouted seedlings, become the sharp blades in their hands, to fight for the first-clear reward of the Black Language Cave.

In an instant, the group of "Level 10 Adventurers"—who are usually inconspicuous and like pebbles on the roadside—became a force to be reckoned with.

Its value skyrocketed like a gold mine blessed by a dragon!

Overnight, they became the most sought-after "hot commodities" across the entire adventurer continent, treasures that all teams vied for.

The prices offered by major guilds to snatch up those exceptionally talented and experienced level 10 adventurers are enough to make any ordinary person faint instantly:

Each person pays an exorbitant signing fee of 3 gold coins in advance, promising to provide the best equipment and resources.

Even more extreme, they promised these rookies that once they reached the corresponding level, they could directly obtain the prestigious status of core members!

An unprecedented battle to recruit low-level adventurers has begun, under the banner of glory and gold.