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

"Next up is a bunch of little skeleton soldiers."

Ron's voice pierced through the thin poisonous fog:

"They also have paralyzing attacks, with paralyzing spores on their claws. However, that's what makes them so troublesome. Deal with them from a distance, and don't let them get close enough to entangle you."

Before Ron could finish speaking, he had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow again.

Claudia and Claudia worked in perfect harmony, their staffs gleaming with elemental light.

Another round of clearing storm, a mix of arrows and fireballs.

A series of cracking sounds of bones breaking echoed through the passage as several small skeleton soldiers who had just gotten up were blasted into pieces and rendered harmless.

Seeing the skeleton soldiers dealt with so easily, Viser, Belin, and Mills nodded to themselves, but their expressions remained unchanged.

Because they knew all too well that this was nothing more than a trivial appetizer.

The real main cemetery ahead, which once buried the hopes of countless adventurers, is just the beginning of the nightmare!

Before the scattered bone fragments had completely fallen to the ground, a pungent smell mixed with years of grime and cheap leather had already quietly permeated the passage.

After turning a corner, the view opened up slightly, and a mining area filled with abandoned minecarts and scattered ore appeared before the five people.

Under the dim light of the moss, several thin, green figures were wandering aimlessly.

Just then, a series of hurried and strange footsteps sounded from the shadows!

*Smack! Smack! Smack!*

A green goblin was limping towards them in a ridiculously comical manner.

Its right foot was swollen like a sac filled with pus, and each time it stepped on the ground, it made a sticky, tooth-grinding sound.

It waved its filthy hands, its shrill voice echoing between the stone walls:

"Don't attack! Don't attack! I'm an ally! I'm a friend!"

The sudden appearance of these "friendly forces" made Alyssa lower her center of gravity instantly, instinctively raising her shield in front of her and raising her warhammer at an angle.

Claudia's fingertips swirled with magic, and a fireball seemed poised to burst forth.

Lilith retreated half a step like a startled feline, gripping her dagger horizontally and watching the uninvited guest warily.

All three of them turned their gazes toward the core of the team—Ron.

Ron himself seemed indifferent, casually sitting on a fairly flat piece of ore, lightly brushing away non-existent dust from the bowstring with his fingers.

"Relax, girls!"

He spoke without looking up, his tone slightly mocking:

"This Bigfoot guy is indeed a genuine ally."

The goblin rushed to Ron as if granted a pardon, his swollen right foot leaving a wet mark on the ground, and eagerly stretched out his green hand covered in some unknown slime.

Ron naturally reached out and shook hands with it in an extremely "enthusiastic" manner.

The way they shook hands was as familiar as if they were meeting an old friend at the market.

Chapter 73 Bigfoot Gluck

Bigfoot, undeterred, turned to other girls, its green claws outstretched once more.

"..."

Lilith's brows were almost knitted together, and her eyes were full of resistance.

She stared at the hand, her Adam's apple bobbing, and finally, as if making a huge decision, she quickly extended a finger and lightly touched the Bigfoot goblin's fingertip, then immediately withdrew her hand and rubbed it vigorously against the hem of her clothes.

Despite their discomfort, Alyssa and Claudia politely reached out and touched him.

As a pastor, Carolina, with the peaceful demeanor of a clergyman, shook hands relatively calmly.

"so……"

Alyssa spoke first, her voice carrying an undeniable sense of unease:

"When other teams come in, will this... 'ally' also greet them with such... enthusiasm?"

Ron nodded calmly:

"That's how it's designed. Every adventurer who enters this place will receive key information for clearing the level, as long as they don't attack this 'Bigfoot Intelligence Officer' first."

Upon hearing this "setting," Lilith rubbed her forehead and let out a barely audible sigh.

This is simply putting the weaknesses of human nature on the fire!

"but……"

The meticulous Carolina raised a key question:

"What if the adventurers choose to kill this goblin? It doesn't seem to pose much of a threat?"

Her subtext was clear:

Is this design just a prank?

Ron didn't answer directly, but looked at Bigfoot with a playful smile on his lips.

Bigfoot immediately puffed out his shriveled chest, and his voice rose a few decibels:

"Hmph! The great 'forge' tells me that as long as you dare touch a single hair on my head!"

It suddenly pointed at itself:

"I! The great Bigfoot Gluck! Will instantly become your mortal enemy! Strength! Speed! Physique! Instantly increase tenfold!"

"hiss--"

The four girls gasped almost simultaneously!

The skinny, lame LV2 goblin in front of me instantly transformed into a berserk LV20 monster?

For adventurer parties with an average level of around LV10, this was a devastating blow!

An elite boss-level being suddenly appeared in the middle of the team, enough to instantly destroy the entire team!

Claudia's doubts deepened:

"Wait, Bigfoot... Gluck, right? If you told other adventurers 'Attack me and you'll get stronger,' wouldn't they be more cautious and avoid attacking you? Wouldn't that make you safer?"

Lilith and Carolina nodded in agreement. Logically speaking, they found it hard to imagine anyone knowingly committing such a crime.

Alyssa, perhaps the most complex "commoner" warrior, glanced at her three companions from privileged backgrounds.

She sighed softly, her tone carrying an undeniable clarity:

"This is precisely because your way of thinking is different from 'most people'. You have grown up in a relatively safe and transparent environment."

"But the lower-class adventurers who have struggled on this continent have seen far too much deception, betrayal, and traps. A stranger's gesture of goodwill? Especially from a despicable goblin? Ninety-nine times out of ten, it's a deadly scheme!"

She paused, her voice hardening slightly.

"What would be the first reaction of an ordinary adventurer? Would they say, 'Don't attack, I'm an ally,' or even warn, 'You'll die a horrible death if you hit me'? To them, that sounds like a clumsy 'anti-routine' move."

"The more you forbid it from doing something, the more it means there will be benefits in doing it! Either you take direct action to cut it down to prevent future troubles, or you let it step on the traps and explore the way... Either way, it will just fall into the bottomless pit of 'ten times rage'."

She looked at Ron:

"This place doesn't test strength at all, but rather trust and... the ability to recognize 'sincerity,' right?"

There was a complex sense of agreement in her eyes:

"Unfortunately, for most people, this thing is too luxurious in the dungeon."

Off-screen, Viser of the Emerald Town Guild unconsciously clenched his fists, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Alyssa's analysis was like a cold needle, piercing his thoughts.

If it were him, that goblin wouldn't have survived three seconds!

The consequences...

Ron gave Alyssa an approving thumbs-up:

"Brilliant! Here at the Black Language Grottoes, sharpening the axe doesn't delay the work of chopping wood; it's precisely the human heart that's being sharpened."

His gaze swept over the other three:

"Alright, girls, why don't we try to be self-reliant? How about asking our 'guide' for directions?"

Carolina immediately looked at Bigfoot:

"Then... Mr. Gluck, what's the best way to deal with these wandering goblins?"

She decided to believe in this "miracle".

Bigfoot Gluck proudly swung his swollen right foot:

"See that over there? That lazybones carrying that broken jar!"

He pointed to a goblin not far away, carrying a tattered sack and with a vacant look in its eyes.

"That kind of thing! Take it down! The great 'Forge' will bless you! Your power will double!"

"I'll try!"

Carolina's curiosity was piqued, and she fired a spell precisely at the target goblin.

With a flash of light, the goblin turned to ashes before it could even let out a scream.

Instantly, a warm and abundant energy flowed through Carolina's limbs and body!

Strength, spirit, and even magic have become more abundant than ever before!

Wow! It's true! I feel... full of energy!

She gasped in delight.

And where the ashes had vanished, as expected, a rough stone tablet quietly emerged.

The Tomb of Carolina

Carolina almost reflexively reached out to touch it.

The lesson from the last level was too profound!