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

"Yes! Be more reckless!"

"do my best!"

The group responded with a desperate, all-or-nothing attitude, and like a flood unleashed, launched a frenzied, indiscriminate attack on the bizarre mushrooms emitting an eerie glow on both sides of the passage!

Boom boom boom!

Magic surges, blades dance wildly!

Surprisingly, the mushrooms along the way turned to dust, allowing them to break through the obstacles in front of them without any hindrance!

"It...it actually works?"

The team members looked at the unobstructed road with surprise and uncertainty.

"See! I told you! In this damned dungeon, the only way to survive is to do the opposite!"

A fanatical conviction shone in the captain's eyes:

"Recklessness is the key to passing this level!"

"Right, right! Once we figure out the pattern, this lousy place isn't so bad after all!"

"What Black Language Grotto? It's overrated! Let's just go for it!"

Chapter 55 The Ring of the Traitor

The confidence that the group had just gained from being "betrayed" by caution was quickly replaced by a simple and crude "reckless" confidence.

They excitedly encouraged each other, huddled together, and charged wildly into the deeper, darker interior of the underground city!

However, this momentum lasted only a dozen or so steps before they squeezed into an unusually narrow, bottleneck-like passage—

Boom! ! !

A muffled yet violent explosion suddenly erupted!

In an instant, a thick, almost impenetrable, eerie green mist filled the air, engulfing the four fleeing people as if it were a living thing!

"Poisonous...it's a trap!"

A desperate scream came from the back of the group!

But it was too late. Even with their mouths and noses tightly closed, the highly corrosive toxic mist had already seeped into their bodies through their pores and nasal cavities!

"Uh-huh-"

"Do not!!!"

"Captain, intelligence... the strategy guide says there's no poison here..."

The sounds rang out intermittently amidst the excruciating pain.

"Damn it... No caution... No recklessness... What the hell does this designer want...?"

The agonizing, distorted babbling was filled with the most vicious curses directed at the designer.

In the end, only a few bodies remained in the small area of ​​toxic fog, convulsing in extreme pain and losing their vitality.

The core control room of the underground city.

Ron took in everything through the monitor panel, clicked his tongue slightly, and wore a smug, almost playful expression on his face:

"If you could figure out the patterns in dungeons, what would be the point? A truly good design is one that surprises you when you think you've discovered order."

"Whether it's being cautious or reckless... it has to be 'surprise' for me."

At the cemetery, Silver Blade Captain Viser looked at the five dejected men in front of him, dressed only in their underwear, and felt a surge of frustration in his chest, almost making it hard to breathe.

Five minutes... just five minutes!

His carefully selected elite squad, known for its caution, died faster and more thoroughly than the lower-ranked cannon fodder squads!

This result was even more unacceptable to him than the complete wipeout of his team when he led them to conquer an S-rank dungeon!

The gentle, refined demeanor of a regimental commander had vanished; his face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Mr. Viser, it's really not that we're incompetent..."

One of the team members had a long face and a hoarse voice:

"That Black Language Cave... It's too eerie! Too insidious!"

Viser didn't even bother to glance at them, only feeling a buzzing in his ears.

"Black Language Cave..."

He practically gritted his teeth as he uttered the name, each word deliberate and intense, his eyes burning with unprecedented fury at defeat and a determination for revenge.

“Very well, very well! I, Viser, will remember this! You wait…”

He abruptly raised his head, the gloom in his eyes replaced by an almost obsessive light:

"I'm going to turn you into the beginner's paradise with the highest completion rate in the entire continent! Just you wait!"

On the other side, the icy and aloof Beryl of the Holy Lance organization also furrowed her brows slightly.

She looked at one of her team members, who was also wearing underwear, at the cemetery, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

The Silver Blade team was wiped out as expected, but she had thought they would at least make it to the end and find out more information about the monsters.

I never expected him to die so quickly...?

"Huh? Viser is here too?"

Just as Belin was about to go over and ask her teammates about the situation, she saw Viser standing not far away.

Viser also saw her and her newly resurrected teammates, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes—the Holy Lance had gone in with the "Ring of the Traitor"!

How could someone emerge so quickly? Could it be... they failed too?

Belin's heart tightened, and she quickened her pace to rush to her teammates:

"How is the situation? What about the others?"

The Ring of the Traitor is still inside!

That's the treasure of our troupe, we can't afford to lose it!

"Captain, the others are fine for now, they're still inside trying to overcome the obstacles..."

The team members quickly explained:

"I was moved by that tombstone..."

Only after hearing from her teammates that everyone else was safe and sound did Belin finally relax a little.

She glanced coldly at Viser, whose expression was uncertain not far away, said nothing, turned around and led her team away quickly, leaving Viser and his bellyful of questions standing there.

"The Ring of the Traitor is still inside... They will definitely be able to clear the game!"

Viser watched Belin's departing figure, forcibly suppressing the irritation in his heart, and silently comforting himself:

"I... misunderstood."

However, even he himself felt somewhat unsure about saying this.

……

Ron's attention was completely drawn to another scene on the panel, and an unprecedented level of interest appeared on his face:

"Hmm? This is interesting..."

In the footage, a small team of only four people is carefully navigating through a damp passage.

They were not alone; a monster from the dungeon was following them closely!

A paralyzing mushroom that keeps emitting paralyzing spore powder!

The key point is that this mushroom not only showed no intention of attacking, but was actually communicating closely with the four adventurers, especially the female thief captain who was leading them.

"You're saying... there's an unseen poisonous mushroom hiding in this narrowest part of the road ahead? It might secretly release poison?"

The female thief's voice was low, filled with disbelief, caution, and a hint of surprise.

The chubby, seemingly harmless paralyzing mushroom shook its cap up and down, emitting a strange sound similar to a bubble:

"Yeah, yeah! Mr. Ron deliberately placed an invisible poisonous mushroom around that corner! How wicked! As soon as you pass by, it explodes with a 'poof,' and when the green smoke comes out, you're all gone in a flash!"

Its description even carries a hint of imitation.

The female thief captain's pupils contracted slightly, and a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from her back!

She subconsciously touched a simple ring on the index finger of her left hand, set with an ominous purplish-black gemstone—the Betrayer's Ring!

The ring felt cool to the touch, yet it brought an unprecedented sense of security.

"It really works! This 'Ring of the Traitor'... is incredibly powerful!"

She whispered, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at the "mushroom" beside her that had so readily betrayed her:

"Not only can you tame dungeon creatures as partners, but you can also achieve true communication..."

A ranger member, gripping his short sword tightly, wiped the sweat from his brow, gazing at the mushroom that was frantically circling them like a treasure, and sighed sincerely:

"Without this ring... we almost forced our way through here... now we might be..."

The female thief took a deep breath, her gaze piercing like lightning towards the dark, narrow, and seemingly unremarkable corner described by her team member.

"Now we know the location of the trap..."

Chapter 56 Dungeon Allies LV2

It's incredible that an adventurer can use a paralyzing mushroom!

Ron watched through the monitoring panel as the four adventurers, under the guidance of the "traitor" Mushroom, carefully dealt with the highly poisonous trap using an invisibility potion, and a hint of excitement ignited in his eyes.

He subconsciously zoomed in on the panel view, focusing on the inconspicuous yet crucial little object in the hands of the female thief captain.

The panel information pops up instantly:

【Name: Ring of the Traitor】

[Quality: Legend]