The Fourth Calamity: Starting with Dungeon Slimes

Not long after the Death Knight left the entrance to the ruins, he saw the familiar war machine.

The Death Knight shook his head, somewhat helpless.

"What bad luck..."

When Ella and Nightmare were brought up by the players, they saw a Death Knight bound up in a similar manner.

When the players pulled the two culprits up, the Death Knight stared blankly at them with his empty eyes.

If conditions allowed, the Death Knight would love to tear those two troublemakers to shreds.

You hid yourself so well, and what happened?

Damn it, these two just exposed us.

The players then quickly returned to the settlement, escorting Death Knight, Ella, and Nightmare.

Before long, a group of players, along with members of the Demon Wolf Clan and the Bloodthirsty Lizard Clan, gathered in the huge square of the economic zone.

"What happened?" Lilith also came over to join in the fun.

However, as soon as Lilith appeared, Ella spotted her.

"It's you! That spineless young lady from the succubus race who sided with the dragon!"

Lilith, who had originally planned to watch the show, immediately became unhappy after hearing what Ella said.

"What do you mean, 'spineless young lady'! Utter slander, a blatant disgrace! When did I ever pledge allegiance to a dragon?"

"Wait... How do you know me? Dark Elves, Nightmare Clan! You came from the surface!"

Thinking of this, Lilith quickly ran to Ella.

"Has something happened? And why did you say I've sided with the dragon?"

Ella simply snorted and turned her head away, clearly not wanting to pay any attention to Lilith.

In her view, Lilith's act of betraying her own kind and joining forces with the dragons to kill her own people was extremely despicable.

Although the Dark Elves also enjoy betrayal, they only betray their partners or friends of other races; they have never betrayed their own race.

Seeing Ella, who had become a prisoner, and still maintained this attitude, Lilith was immediately amused.

"Foolish dark elf, it seems you haven't grasped your current predicament!"

As she spoke, Lilith pulled out a few gold coins.

"Who can help me get her to talk? I need to know everything she knows."

As Lilith finished speaking, several players gathered around.

"Me! Me! Me!"

"Leave it to me; I have some knowledge of ancient punishments."

Ella was somewhat disdainful when she heard that this group of Pata actually dared to pry information out of her.

Although he possesses some wisdom, it is ultimately just a fleeting thought, a narrow perspective.

I am an elite of the Dark Elf race, and I was once active in the human empire.

Of course, there were also times when they were caught and interrogated during certain missions.

Having experienced human methods firsthand and persevered through them, what can these weak monsters, with their meager intelligence and narrow-mindedness, possibly do to me?

Clearly, in Ella's eyes, these Pata were just some special subspecies with some strength.

Compared to other Pata, this group of Pata, while possessing a certain level of intelligence, is already quite outrageous. However, considering that this is the 60th floor of the dungeon, which has its own unique characteristics, it is understandable.

But given their limited perspective, what could these Pata possibly know?

Ella is currently unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Especially the players who brought her to a small room, and several of them came completely free of charge.

Ella will never know what it means when profit-driven players come to work for free.

At that moment, Ella had no idea that she would remember this room forever in the days to come.

Inside the small room was a brazier containing a red-hot branding iron.

And a wooden box that the group of Pata had somehow found, containing all sorts of tools she had never seen before.

At the same time, the group of Pata also brought over a square box that could be opened, just big enough to fit one person.

The lid of the box is covered with a dense array of sharp nails.

At that moment, a stick picked up a red-hot branding iron.

There's an old saying in my hometown: "Those who understand the times are the heroes."

"I believe these things will be able to get you to talk."

Then the nightmare began.

"Damn, pinch your hand first. I've only ever seen this thing on TV before, I don't know if it actually works."

"Hey guys, it really worked! Look at her expression!"

"Note this! Note this, the thesis is finally done!"

"Try crossing your legs!"

"Okay!"

"This won't work."

"Nail, use nails to poke under the nails. I've heard these things work pretty well. Oh, and remember to cast a healing spell, in case this thing dies."

"In my opinion, we should just put them in a bronze coffin and burn them first."

"No, that's too strong. What if you accidentally hurt yourself? Use this last."

For a while, the players were playing and discussing the game.

Meanwhile, the nightmare outside could hear various shrill screams coming from the room not far away.

This made Nightmare tremble with fear.

At that moment, Lilith walked up to Nightmare.

Are you scared?

Nightmare shook his head frantically, "We Nightmare race fear nothing!"

"You see your body is trembling," Lilith whispered.

"I'm cold!"

"Oh? In that case, go and see what your companion is going through!" Lilith said, instructing the bloodthirsty lizardmen beside her to carry Nightmare to the wooden house not far away.

When the nightmare saw the scene inside, its body trembled even more violently.

What did it see?

Inside, Ella was almost driven crazy by the group of Pata.

On one side, Pata was using various unfamiliar tools on Ella, while on the other side, Pata was constantly casting healing spells.

Meanwhile, several other cats were excitedly recording something.

They even mentioned studying psychology and taking micro-expression courses, saying they just happened to have subjects to record their observations.

Even Ella, who was on the verge of collapse, kept repeating herself, confessing everything, while the few excited Pata who were recording kept stopping her, saying that the sample size was not enough and that they should do it a few more times so they could go back and write their papers.

As the trembling nightmare trembled, Lilith's devilish voice rang out once more.

"Look... how badly you're shaking... Don't be afraid, you'll be next."

Lilith's gaze then fell upon the Death Knight not far away.

"And of course, you too!"

As she spoke, Lilith gave what she perceived as an evil look.

However, compared to the Nightmare Clan and the Dark Elf Clan, the Death Knights are not afraid.

Because it's just a skeleton, the players' actions don't do any damage to it.

Until it saw a little patter pushing a cart past it.

"Bone broth...fresh bone broth, or your money back..."

Death Knight: .....

And so, not long after...

Several prisoners were dragged to the main hall by the players. The stubborn Ella was lying on the ground like a dead dog with her eyes vacant. Next to her was a Nightmare Clan member whose body was shaking uncontrollably. Finally, there was the most defiant Death Knight.

When the players' attention turned to the Death Knight, it merely snorted coldly.

"I just feel I'm getting old and no longer fit to lead the skeleton race, so I'm preparing to hand over power to the little skeletons. It's definitely not because I'm afraid you'll use me to make soup!"

"So where did you hide the skeleton soldiers?" one player asked.