How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

They actually managed to do it?

The last text message Cass received was:

I'll distract them, you deal with the priest.

Naturally, this refers to Ral, who maintains the barrier. Defeating him will allow you to call for help!

Kas confirmed that Lal was to his right front.

He was facing away from himself, leaning on his staff, yawning and looking straight ahead.

Kas was originally planning to just run over and kill him with one strike, but Sirocco sent another text message:

To launch a surprise attack, disable his mobility once and for all, preventing him from tipping off Cliff.

I'm already tired of complaining about how Sirocco managed to type while running. Was he using voice commands?

Not knowing the other party's level, Cass didn't dare to use magic to detect it.

The Sirocco information mentions that the Priest class is highly sensitive to the flow of magic because they specialize in giving buffs that enhance the physical abilities of their companions. Furthermore, due to their own fragility, they are sometimes even more sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere than warriors.

Cass was a little nervous. He had always been a warrior who fought head-on and had no experience as an assassin who could launch sneak attacks.

After thinking for a moment, Cass quietly climbed up the wall from his hiding place.

Suppressing his urge to help Sirocco, he warned himself not to act impulsively. If he gave Ral time to react, who knows what buff he might give Cliff and the others, making Sirocco's situation even worse...

For some reason, Lal suddenly jolted, turned his head, and raised his staff.

Discovered? !

Just as Cass was preparing to go all out and sprint.

What came into view was a light orange flash.

Lal had already reacted and began chanting incantations to unleash his skill, his body enveloped in specks of deep green magical energy...

The orange flash struck Lar.

Ding--

The sound arrived a step later than the scenery.

Lar was sent flying like a cannonball, rolling 2880 degrees in the air before his head hit the ground, leaving a deep ravine. He eventually rolled his eyes back, his buttocks sticking out, and passed out.

"That speed...Bride?"

Brid activated her talent again, shattering the props supporting the barrier with a single, high-speed stomp.

The purple twilight faded, and the surrounding scenery returned to normal.

"Bred!"

Cass and Brid reunited.

"Cass, why...don't you talk about this? Sirocco is in critical condition. I'll go call the rescue team, Cass, you go and support Sirocco."

"The rescue team can't possibly catch up! Wouldn't it be better if we all went together to help him?"

Brid shook her head helplessly.

"How could a Lv10 possibly win against a Lv2? Only you can withstand Cliff's intimidation. That area has too many obstacles and complex terrain. For someone like me whose only advantage is top speed in a straight line, it's impossible to fight there."

"We can ask nearby explorers for help."

"It's getting late, what explorers would be out wandering around! The really skilled ones have already gone to deeper floors, they wouldn't stay on the first floor. I'll bring the rescue team over as quickly as possible. Cass, you be careful too, your talent in close combat is unmatched. Send me your location when you find someone, you absolutely have to hold on!"

Before Cass could finish his sentence, "Sirocco is actually already Lv8, and Cliff's skills have been sealed by the teacher," Brid stomped through the ground, leaving behind a sonic boom and dust before disappearing without a trace.

There's no time to dawdle.

Taking advantage of the fact that Sirocco and the others had just left, Cass also went full speed ahead to catch up with them.

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The more Cliff pursued the matter, the more confused he became.

Muld and Yolien almost reached Sirocco several times, but lost sight of him after a few turns.

"Damn it, is that kid a monkey?!"

Yolien cursed angrily.

"Boss, it's too deep. They're all from the same school. We have plenty of time to ambush him at the school gate."

"Keep chasing."

Seeing Cliff's persistence, Muld didn't say anything more and chased after Sirocco's intermittently appearing figure with his teammates.

Ah.

Sirocco glanced at the positions of these people.

Despite sweating profusely, Sirocco, who was running wildly, was not afraid at all.

On my first day in the dungeon, I didn't learn anything except the word "run"!

After the upgrade, Sirocco runs even more freely, and with his unparalleled familiarity with the map, he knows this grove better than his own backyard!

Unlike the fear he felt when he was chased by goblins, Sirocco felt incredibly excited!

Cliff relentlessly pursued them from behind, his massive, cannibalistic body moving with surprising agility through the forest.

Cliff later investigated.

There is an item called X21 that can perfectly negate one instance of physical damage. Because it doesn't sell well, it's not widely available on the market, and few people know about it.

It's likely that Cass equipped himself with a similar item back then, and by the same token, Cass might have also given Sirocco an item with a similar function.

Sirocco was just bluffing.

Cliff had wanted to see what other tricks he had up his sleeve and what unused tools he had, but now it seemed he was just making a last-ditch effort, running away non-stop.

You overestimated him.

Why think so hard about dealing with a level 2?

He specifically sent two underlings to the front to act as punching bags, but Sirocco did nothing.

I'm pretty tired of it too.

Cliff focused his mind and suddenly exerted force in his body.

"Boss!"

"...soon."

Cliff overtook his two underlings and instantly closed the distance to Sirocco by only three steps.

Sirocco turned his head and, for the first time, showed a look of panic.

really.

Cliff was getting bored; it seemed he was just bluffing.

Cliff kicked out with all his might.

This time it felt like kicking a sandbag, like kicking flesh.

However, Cliff was no longer surprised.

Do you have enough props?

That was a powerful kick; the kicked Sirocco flew through the air in a beautiful parabola before rolling to the edge of the cliff.

At the end of the coniferous forest was a deep, cracked trench in the ground.

There is also a suspension bridge nearby.

Sirocco didn't stop; he rolled over, got up, and ran onto the bridge.

Cliff slowed down slightly, realizing that Shilock was merely making a death throes.

Got it.

—The naked Sirocco, his pale body etched with countless bruises and horrifying wounds, lay on the ground like a dog, breathing in the dirt—

Cliff knew this was the end.

Crushing the weak may be fun, but the weakest of the weak can't stir up any emotion in you.

The three pursued relentlessly until they reached the center of the bridge.

Suddenly, Sirocco broke away from the three of them with incredible speed and ran straight to the bridgehead.

"what?!"

Cliff felt that Sirocco was ridiculously fast, not like someone at Lv2.

Did this kid use some kind of prop again?

Wait, did he deliberately take my kick to make me careless...?

Upon further reflection, if Sirocco were Lv2, then that flying kick should have broken Sirocco's bones.

But he still had the strength to run?

Looking up at the sky, the purple twilight of the still barrier had vanished without a trace.