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

"What? Walter, are you chickening out?"

Ross precisely caught the hesitation in the other person's eyes, and immediately added fuel to the fire, retracting the necklace into his palm, surveying the entire room, his voice filled with disdain:

"A dignified LV10 Berserker doesn't even have the courage to challenge a mere E-rank dungeon? Tsk tsk, it seems I overestimated you."

"Since even Walter is afraid of that Black Language Cave..."

He shrugged and made as if to leave.

The surrounding whispers immediately shifted, pointing directly at Walter:

"No way? Walter's really scared?"

"It's just an E-level dungeon, but he's a LV10..."

"Looks like he's all show and no substance..."

Hearing these harsh comments, the sleazy thief behind Walter grew impatient and shrieked:

"Boss! What are you afraid of! It's just an E-level dungeon. Even the toughest monsters are only level 10 at most. Are we five level 10s afraid of it?!"

These words were like a reassuring pill.

The last trace of doubt in Walter's eyes was completely overwhelmed by greed and pride.

He took a sudden step forward, his voice booming:

"Alright! Ross, I'll take the bet! But..."

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes:

"You need to go to the Adventurers' Guild immediately to post an official quest! Deposit the gold coins and necklace into the guild vault! The guild will act as guarantor to prevent you from defaulting on your payment later!"

When an adventurer's guild issues a quest, the issuer must deposit the reward in kind or in voucher of equivalent value with the guild.

Once the task is completed and verified, the guild will directly award the prize to the participant, eliminating any possibility of denial.

"It's a deal!" Ross readily agreed, not forgetting to shout to the other eager adventurers in the square:

"Everyone! I'll go to the guild and post a bounty right now!"

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Ross strode into the magnificent guild hall.

He walked straight to the reception counter and slammed the Rampage necklace and a leather bag containing deposit slips onto the smooth, mirror-like obsidian countertop.

"Quest issued: Challenge the E-level dungeon 'Black Whisper Caves'."

"Mission requirement: Clear the level."

"Quest reward: 100 gold coins, plus this blue-quality Berserker Necklace."

"Target: Walter's Squad"

Behind the counter, an elven female clerk with exquisite features but an icy demeanor glanced at Ross with the indifferent look one would give trash, and silently took the items.

She took out a huge parchment scroll that exuded a faint oak scent, and quickly wrote down the bounty with a quill pen dipped in magical ink before handing it to her assistant.

The assistant strode out of the hall and solemnly posted the reward notice at the very top of the giant mission bulletin board outside the guild!

Walter squeezed to the front of the notice board, carefully checked the mission terms and storage certificate, smugly snorted his huge nostrils, and cast a provocative glance in Ross's direction.

"Wash your neck and wait, Rose! Await my good news!"

He waved his hand:

"Brothers, let's go! Destination—Black Language Cave!"

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The faint blue light at the cave entrance, like the breath of the abyss, silently flickered with several lava runes that read "Black Language Cave".

Thanks to Ross's defeat, Black Language Caves gained considerable fame.

Many adventurers have come to the Black Whisper Caves tonight, ready to explore its secrets.

"Boss! Don't hesitate, it's just an E-level dungeon."

The skinny, sleazy assassin "Shadow Claw" rubbed the sharp edge of his poisoned dagger, watching the adventurers rushing into the dungeon, then glancing at Walter lingering at the entrance, and urged them on impatiently.

Walter grunted, then reached behind him and took the massive axe, about the size of a door and engraved with rough power runes, from his back. He twirled it a few times in his hand, creating a dull whistling sound.

"go!"

He let out a low growl, and his imposing figure was the first to disappear into that deep blue expanse.

The five-person team followed closely behind and entered the grotto.

Thick darkness instantly enveloped them.

Shadowclaw skillfully pulled out a luminous stone and shook it vigorously. A soft yet firm halo of light spread out, barely illuminating the cold, rugged rock wall ahead, and...

Several strangely colored paralyzing mushrooms, each about half a person's height, stood quietly in the shadows of the cave wall ten meters away.

For Walter's team, composed of LV10 veterans, these low-level monsters were like pebbles on the roadside, causing no ripples whatsoever.

"Pah! What an eyesore!"

The green-skinned, fanged, muscular orc warrior in the group, "Stone Crack," spat out a gruff snort. He hated these easy obstacles the most.

He carried the heavy armor-piercing warhammer upside down and strode toward the nearest mushroom, intending to clear it away like crushing a piece of rotten wood.

Walter and the other players did not stop them.

Paralyzing mushrooms? What threat could they possibly pose?

Rose's downfall was not due to this kind of trash!

Crack Stone walked up to the mushroom, grinned maliciously, swung his warhammer in a wide arc, and slammed it down with a piercing shriek that tore through the air!

Boom——! ! !

A deafening roar, far exceeding expectations and like the explosion of a small magic crystal bomb, suddenly erupted!

The paralyzing mushroom was not crushed as expected, but instead instantly transformed into a deadly, multicolored cloud of spores!

The violent energy, carrying with it highly toxic paralyzing dust, sprayed down on the massive body of the shattered stone!

"Ugh!"

Lie Shi only had time to let out a short, muffled groan before his massive, mountain-like body collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been removed!

His eyes, as big as copper bells, were wide open, filled with extreme shock and pain. His body was convulsing violently, but he couldn't even lift a finger, and all he could hear was a hoarse, choking sound coming from his throat.

"what?!"

The ease on Walter's and the rest of the team's faces froze instantly, replaced by unbelievable horror.

Paralyzing mushroom... it'll explode?!

In that split second, accompanied by the "click" sound of bones rubbing together.

A squad of undead skeletons wielding rusted knives and axes rushed out from a dark corner deep within the cave, like hounds that had caught the scent of blood, their empty eye sockets locking onto the limp, crumbling rock on the ground!

"Rescue!"

Walter's eyes widened in fury, and he roared.

Having witnessed the mushroom's strangeness, the other team members no longer dared to be careless.

Experience has taught them that low-level skeletons often explode with bone fragments after being killed, which is extremely disadvantageous in melee combat.

At the rear of the group, the tall, stern-faced elven ranger "Windtalker" Brinsol reacted the fastest.

His slender fingers glided across the bowstring like a zither, and an arrow, imbued with a faint wind element, shot out and precisely pierced the skull of a skeleton!

"Crack!"

The skeleton disintegrated upon impact, turning into a pile of dry bones, but it did not self-destruct as expected.

"Ok?"

Brinsol frowned slightly:

"These skeletons...don't self-destruct?"

This unusual phenomenon set off alarm bells in his mind.

Seeing this, Shadow Claw's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his figure transformed into a blurry afterimage. His twin daggers, like the spitting tongues of a venomous snake, pierced straight into the spine of another skeleton!

"Pfft!"

The dagger pierced the bone!

boom! ! !

The stabbed skull exploded violently like a lit powder keg!

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The violent shockwave of shattered bones, carrying a chilling aura of death, slammed into Shadow Claw!

"Wow!"

Shadow Claw was flung away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the cold rock wall before sliding to the ground.

The paralyzing toxin seeped into his entire body instantly like ice water. He was horrified to discover that his body and tongue had completely betrayed him! He could only roar wildly in his mind:

Damn it! Wasn't it supposed to be immune to exploding?! How did this one explode again?!

Walter was terrified!

This place is so eerie!

The skeletons raised their weapons again, grinning as they lunged at the immobilized Shadow Claw.

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

Brynsol's arrows transformed into a continuous rain of death!

A piercing sound shrieked as it tore through the air!

The first few skeletons were shot through and knocked down one after another, and two of them exploded violently the moment they fell, sending bone fragments flying everywhere!

Taking advantage of the gap in the skeletons being suppressed by the rain of arrows.

The short, stocky dwarf priest Tolkien, with a thick, fiery beard, had already launched a milky-white orb of light that emanated a warm, holy aura from his palm!