Chapter 156 The Scapegoat

"Brother Homan, we really owe you a lot for your leadership this time. With your brain in the team, our mission speed has increased many times over!"

"That's right! Our Boss Homan is a man who once single-handedly completed three A-level missions in one night. When it comes to ability and experience, if Boss Homan is second, no one in the entire Desert Village dares to claim to be first!"

"Ugh, you bunch of sycophants! All you did the whole way was flattery and sycophancy. I'm so tired of it!"


"Lord Homan, please tell me about the tenth floor. It's not even mentioned in the guidebooks," the alluring woman nestled in Mur's arms pleaded.

"I really can't do anything with you. Listen carefully, the tenth floor is the territory of the ancient evil god Moron—"

Mur began to vividly recount his story on the tenth floor, the content of which was extremely exaggerated. It could be said that eighty percent of it was fabricated by him, but the group of followers around him were still dumbfounded and kept exclaiming in amazement.

"That's incredible! If you threw me into a place like that, I'd be the first to kill myself."

"It's not that scary. If you ever want to go down there, I'll take you. That guy Moron likes me a lot, we're even sworn brothers. He won't hurt you."

Mur's words once again sparked a wave of praise, and at this moment Mur's vanity was almost at its peak.

Although all the blood crystals they brought out from the tenth floor were stolen by Uru, he was fortunate to be quick-witted and clever enough to take Homan's place and gather this group of followers.

Even the weakest among them has gold-level strength, far surpassing the level of his previous teammates.

When doing tasks, all I need to do is give instructions from behind, and I can easily complete the tasks. Afterwards, in order to avoid being kicked out of the team, they have to flatter me in every way. This kind of life is much more carefree than before!

Norn stood hidden by the roadside, shrouded in dark magic, watching his target of revenge laugh as he walked past him, the red arcs of electricity that had been dancing on his hands dissipating.

He initially wanted to electrocute the traitor, but then he changed his mind and abandoned the idea.

"Dante knows I'm using Homan as an alias in the village of Motu. Since Mur dares to impersonate me, why not use him as a shield to get Dante out of there?"

Norn pondered his plan for a moment before taking action.

"Brother Homan, I did a good job on this mission, didn't I? I did everything you asked me to do, without saying a word!" The burly man dragging the monster's corpse in the group asked Mur ingratiatingly.

"Hmm, not bad." Mur stared at the big, dumb-looking guy in front of him. He liked this kind of brainless muscleman, but he wanted to squeeze more money out of him.

"But I feel it's still not enough. If you can show more sincerity, I'll definitely take you on every mission from now on."

"I, I understand! I don't want any reward for this mission! You can have it all!" The big guy reacted quickly.

"Good! Hahaha, a real man shouldn't be limited by such petty gains. Follow me, and I guarantee you'll be rolling in money!"

"Lord Homan, what about me?" the petite woman nestled in Mur's arms said coquettishly. "I don't want to lose my reward."

Mur squeezed the woman's arm and said lecherously, "Of course you don't have to pay, but I can't support you for nothing, can I?"

"I know, Lord Homan is really annoying—"

The woman raised her hand to gently tap Mur's chest, but her wrist was grabbed by something in mid-air.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then a tremendous force pulled her out of Mur's arms, and she rolled down the embankment.

Mur looked at the steep slope and felt troubled, but in order not to lose face in front of his followers, he still ordered his teammates to go down and search.

The woman was clearly not an adventurer; she was physically weak and had already fainted from the pain when she reached the bottom of the slope.

Norn had Arno lead her into a grove of trees, while he went to the river to fetch some water and splashed it on the woman's face.

The woman, who had just woken up, was terrified. She opened her mouth to scream, but Norn shoved a dead, fishy-smelling fish into her mouth.

"Waaah!" The woman's tears welled up with the smell of urine, and she immediately knelt down, begging Norn to let her go.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of harming you. As long as you agree to my request, you will live."

After saying that, Norn asked the woman to transfer his brain.

The woman suddenly heard this strange voice in her mind, and her eyes showed even more panic. She shook her head incessantly, like a rattle drum.

Arno then grabbed the woman's hand and tried to pry her four fingers back.

"Agree now! Otherwise, I'll break all your limbs and then stab your ass with a pissy fish!"

Norn then took out another dead fish and pressed its razor-sharp, cold fins against the woman's face.

The woman trembled with fear as she watched Norn suddenly collapse before her eyes, and then the panic in her eyes vanished.

"Arno, let go."

Arno obediently let go, and the woman took the dead fish out of her mouth.

Norn spat out the foul-smelling saliva from his mouth, then covered his body with dry twigs and leaves. At this moment, Mur and the others...

A voice came from inside: "Lani, are you here?"

Norn told Arno to stay put and take care of himself, then composed himself and ran out.

"I'm fine, Lord Homan."

Norn muffled his voice and ran toward Mur while shouting.

"What's wrong with you? How could you fall down on flat ground?" Mur said with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh dear, I slipped. I'm so sorry to have worried everyone."

The rest of the team rolled their eyes, clearly disliking this woman who lacked real talent and had climbed the ranks by using her looks.

"You're really causing us trouble. Just wait until tonight and see how I deal with you."

Mur pulled Norn into his arms, his foul breath mixed with the stench of sweat brushing past Norn's ear, making Norn feel nauseous.

He quietly broke free from Mur's arm and went outside.

Mur looked at Lani in surprise. Just a second ago she was so obsequious, how come she's acting like a pure and innocent girl now?

"You damn slut! I can have any woman I want right now! I'll kick you as soon as we get out of here!"

The group arrived at the cave entrance and saw an old man in a brown robe sitting there, surrounded by many soldiers. Mur couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Old man, what's going on?" Mur gently kicked Dante and asked.

Dante slowly opened his eyes, his gaze revealing no anger, but rather a gentle expression like that of an elder looking at a junior: "It's nothing. Something dangerous has gone to the dungeon, which is now sealed off. You should not come over for the time being."

"Damn it, why is it closed now? I still have so many missions to do." Mur turned around and led his team away, cursing.

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