Navigator: I have a double six-story house

"Sizzle!"

Wang Yao tore open the sticky membrane and casually peeled it off his body.

"Ugh, this thing is disgusting. Can't you at least build a shower room on your ship?"

Su Qing stood behind him, holding a musket.

"You're overthinking it. We can't afford to waste the resources we've already invested in here."

"Stop talking nonsense, those things are getting closer."

The gray sky cast down unknown dust, like ashes from a fire.

The once sunny, peaceful, and tranquil rural village is now dilapidated, with a stench of decay permeating the air.

A group of twisted monsters surrounded the two of them; they looked like the villagers from before.

Su Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Even if there are countless monsters in front of us, we have nothing to fear.

He was never afraid of dangers that were visible or tangible.

What's truly terrifying is the twisted darkness hidden behind the light.

"There are quite a few of them, but we don't know how strong they are."

Su Qing glanced around and saw that there were about forty or fifty monsters surrounding them.

"Why don't we try and see?" Wang Yao raised his shield, protecting Su Qing behind him. "No wonder it's hell difficulty. So many challenges at once. Other newbies would probably suffer terribly."

"Bang!"

The first thing that answered him was the sound of gunfire exploding in his ears, and the pungent smell of gunpowder.

One of the monsters fell to the ground, instantly killed by Su Qing's single shot.

Su Qing did not feel relaxed despite the easy victory.

Although the sheer number of monsters looks somewhat eerie, they are not individually strong and are not difficult to deal with.

This level of difficulty is far from matching the level of difficulty that a Hell difficulty dungeon should be.

Even with the previous "illusionary trial" added, it's still not enough.

There must be some other traps waiting for them.

"roar!"

Su Qing's gunshot seemed like some kind of signal, and the monsters swarmed in.

Wang Yao lowered his body slightly, then suddenly slammed his shield upwards, sending the monster flying.

The twisted head spun twice in the air before crashing to the ground and remaining motionless.

Su Qing calmly loaded the ammunition.

The "cocoon" that originally trapped the two has now become an excellent defensive terrain, just like Thermopylae.

Even if monsters surge in like a tide, they can only be called out one by one.

Su Qing wielded a gun, while Wang Yao held a shield; one attacked, the other defended, and neither could withstand a single blow from them.

After a long while, all that remained of this desolate land was a pile of twisted corpses.

Su Qing rubbed her arms, which were a little sore from the constant repetitive loading and firing.

Wang Yao, panting heavily, casually wiped the sweat from his face.

These monsters that look scary are actually weaklings.

But given the sheer number of people involved, it took the two of them some effort to resolve the issue.

"That's it? That's it?"

Wang Yao curled his lip, looking completely disdainful.

Su Qing continued loading bullets into the musket.

"Don't be careless, Hell difficulty can't be this bad."

"I have a bad feeling."

Wang Yao patted Su Qing on the shoulder.

"It's a minor issue."

"Look at this place, apart from the two of us, there's not a single thing that can stand up right now."

His fingers swept over the corpses scattered all around him, and the dilapidated, decaying houses that were almost falling apart.

Finally, the finger landed on the windmill at the village entrance, which looked fairly intact.

A relaxed and content look crossed his face. "This thing can't possibly stand up, can it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground began to tremble.

This desolate land uttered a heart-wrenching roar.

The earth was torn apart, and a dangerous smell filled the air.

Su Qing was shaken so badly she almost fell over, and only managed to steady herself by grabbing Wang Yao's shoulder.

He frowned, knowing that what was coming was finally about to happen.

Wang Yao's face was completely dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

"Looks like your jinx is working."

Su Qing pointed, and Wang Yao looked in the direction she was pointing.

The huge windmill at the village entrance slowly "stood up" amidst the tremors.

The wooden structure of the house emitted an unpleasant creaking sound, and countless vines sprouted from the ground, sticking to the house and forming its limbs.

As the north wind blew, the decaying fan blades still slowly spun in the wind.

[Hell Difficulty Boss: Rotten Colossus - Miller]

【grade:???】

【Skill:???】

This boss is so powerful that even information about him is unavailable.

Wang Yao was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.

He never expected that his casual remark would actually make the thing stand up.

Su Qing looked at the tall, imposing boss in front of her and began to tremble.

There was only a trace of biological, instinctive fear in that trembling.

The trembling is more often caused by excitement and adrenaline secretion.

That's right.

This is what a hellish difficulty dungeon should be like.

Su Qing's usually calm expression finally changed; he smiled, a very happy smile.

He controlled his trembling body, raised the gun, and fired.

A gunshot rang out, piercing the sky.

The windmill shaft of the target mill.

A lead bullet struck the windmill, sending up a spark, and the colossus let out a painful scream.

Su Qing knew she had guessed correctly; this was the weakness of the boss known as the Mill Owner.

Even the Hell difficulty level of the starting island is not unsolvable.

As long as you keep attacking the opponent's weaknesses, you will definitely be able to defeat them!

We will win!

The miller, in pain, roared and spewed out plumes of black smoke from his gaping mouth.

The arms formed by twisted roots suddenly plunged into the ground.

Seeing this, Su Qing guessed that the other side was about to unleash a skill, so she took off running, shouting as she ran.

"Retreat now!"

Wang Yao set up his shield, looking very serious.

"It's alright, don't worry about loading, I can handle it..."

Before he could finish speaking, the miller pulled his arm out from the ground and pulled out a giant rock about three meters in diameter.

Wang Yao stared at the giant rock above him, his voice catching in his throat, before he slowly uttered a single word.

"Is that right?"

Then he immediately turned and ran, reaching Su Qing in just a few seconds.

"Didn't you say you could handle it?" Su Qing asked as she ran away, continuing to reload her gun.

"Sorry, I was just bragging!" Wang Yao's face was expressionless, only showing a desire to live.

"boom!"

A giant rock was hurled, crashing down on the two with terrifying force.

Wang Yao turned around and pounced, knocking Su Qing down. The giant rock flew over their heads and crashed to the ground not far away.

Su Qing's ears were ringing from the violent explosion, followed by the shattering of rocks and dirt.

Fortunately, Wang Yao raised his shield in time, and the pebbles hit the shield, making a clanging sound.

Even at this moment, Wang Yao couldn't help but complain.

"Such a big rock, if it hit someone, wouldn't they be covered in bruises?!"

Su Qing didn't reply. The strong wind generated by the flying rocks made him realize something.

The windmill is powered by the wind, and now it's a north wind.