Don't mess with that necromancer; his summoned creatures level up on their own!

"You're usually a pretty shrewd person, how come you're being so foolish now? If you want someone to help your Lu Zhixing level up, just tell me. Wouldn't it be better to have You Ran lead the team than this bunch of ragtag players?"

He glanced at Su Youran.

Su Yangwei continued to shake his head and sigh: "With this kind of setup, I estimate it would be difficult to even break through their defenses. Their survival rate... is infinitely close to zero."

Lu Zaoxie clenched his fist tightly.

"Su Yangwei, stop spouting hindsight! This was just a normal dungeon run for leveling up. Who could have predicted that one in ten thousand chance of the Abyss turning into a monster? Stop pretending to be a good guy!"

Lu Zaoxie and Su Yangwei have been locked in a power struggle for most of their lives.

In terms of military achievements, strength, and connections, Lu Zaoxie always had the upper hand over his opponent.

But now, Su Yangwei's daughter is an S-class, while his son is an F-class.

This fact was like a thorn stuck in his heart, and every time it was brought up, it pierced deeper.

Should he humble himself and beg Su Yangwei to let Su Youran help Lu Zhixing level up?

It's worse than killing him!

Su Yangwei seemed to have anticipated Lu Zaoxie's reaction, and shrugged: "Fine, I won't argue with you about this. It's pointless to say anything more now."

He glanced at Lu Zaoxie's iron fist, then at the crackling lightning on his body, and wisely chose to back down.

Lu Zaoxie's son is almost dead. If he's really angered, he can't beat Lu Zaoxie.

Su Yangwei coughed lightly, regaining his composed demeanor.

"But Lao Lu, don't worry too much. Fortunately, this is just a difficult-level dungeon, so the level cap isn't high."

He stepped aside, making way for the four young professionals behind him. "When the dungeon reopens, my You Ran will lead her level 5 elite team to take the lead."

He pointed to the young men behind him, four well-equipped, sharp-eyed professionals, each radiating the faint glow of gold-grade equipment.

All of them are Lv.5, all of them are gold-level sets, and all of them are outstanding talents who have received military-style training since childhood.

This team has a reasonable lineup and excellent teamwork, and their equipment is top-of-the-line, acquired through money and connections.

"This lineup is the only force in Dachang City capable of solving this abyss dungeon."

Su Youran stepped forward.

"Uncle Lu, Aunt Shen, please rest assured. Once the dungeon resets, I will lead the team in immediately and personally behead that BOSS."

As she finished speaking, her gaze swept over Lu Zaoxie and Shen Jing.

Shen Jing remained silent until she slowly raised her head.

"Who says knowledge and action die?"

She looked at Su Yangwei, then at Su Youran, and said slowly and deliberately, "The fact that the instance hasn't reopened means they're still alive."

I believe in my son. Maybe, just maybe, Zhixing will not only survive, but he might even be able to clear this abyss dungeon in the process?

She turned to look at Lu Zaoxie: "Right, Lao Lu?"

Lu Zaoxie looked into his wife's eyes.

He was well aware of the difficulties involved.

An F-rank necromancer, accompanied by four young people below level 5, faces an abyss-like dungeon.

The record of no one having cleared the game in eighteen years has now turned into a cannibalistic hell.

Reason told him that the survival rate was infinitely close to zero.

But how could he bear to say that "no"?

Lu Zaoxie took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the surging soreness in his chest.

"Yes, Zhixing can definitely do it. He definitely can."

Su Yangwei paused for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

He did not refute this further.

At a time like this, arguing with a mother about whether her son will die is the most foolish thing to do.

But he knew perfectly well what was going on in his mind.

For an F-rank summoner with no elemental affinity to lead three ordinary professionals who have just passed level 4 and a level 2 knight to clear the Abyss dungeon is simply a pipe dream.

What is the concept of Abyss Dungeon?

That's a tough nut to crack, requiring the most elite team, with everyone at max level, fully equipped, and with perfect teamwork.

With Lu Zhixing's setup, he probably couldn't even break through the BOSS's defenses.

He thought to himself: If Lu Zhixing's configuration can really clear the Abyss dungeon, I'll eat this military off-road vehicle alive today.

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The light of the Judgment of Light has faded.

Kai's Ghost has moved.

It lowered its head, and two purple soul flames danced in the eye sockets of its helmet, sweeping across every staircase in front of it.

Then its gaze swept over everyone and landed on Lu Zhixing.

"Oh no!" Xia Qingyue rushed to Lu Zhixing's side.

She was the team leader. She had taken money from the Lu family. She was in charge of the mission. Even if it meant death, she couldn't let her employer die before her.

Song Xiaohe stepped out from behind Lu Zhixing. She had no spiritual power left, but she stood in front of Lu Zhixing.

"Brother... I'll shield you."

The little zombie stood in front of the BOSS, and for the first time did not rush forward.

[Little Zombie: This turtle shell...]

[Little Zombie: It's ridiculously hard.]

[Status: Deeply Thinking]

[The little zombie rejoices: Hahahaha! Genius! I really am a genius!]

A message popped up on Lu Zhixing's panel.

[Congratulations! Your summoned creature "Little Zombie" has automatically evolved and acquired an advanced skill—Overlord Wind Chasing Fist (Beginner)!]

[Skill Effect: Deals massive damage to a single target, ignoring a certain percentage of the target's defense. Cooldown: 0 seconds.]

"You little zombie, you're something else!"

Lu Zhixing made the shape of a pistol with his right hand, extended his index finger and raised his thumb, aiming it at Kai's Ghost.

"Watch closely, the output not only needs to have AOE, but also the ruthless ability to kill with one blow."

Xia Qingyue was stunned for a moment.

She turned to look at Lu Zhixing and saw his right hand making a gun shape, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Has this young master Lu mastered a new skill? Just now? The very next second after the BOSS raised his greatsword?

Are skills something you can just want or acquire at will?

Song Xiaohe stood in front of Lu Zhixing, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Brother is so handsome," she whispered.

She had read so many romance novels that she knew by heart the scenes where the male lead would save the day at crucial moments, but it was completely different from seeing it with her own eyes.

Wind elements began to converge on the little zombie's right arm from all directions.

A pale blue light flowed along its entire right arm, from shoulder to elbow, from elbow to wrist, from wrist to fist, and finally condensed on the most prominent joint of the fist.

The light grew brighter and more focused.

The little zombie moved.

The moment the bluish-gray figure vanished from its spot, a sharp sonic boom exploded in the air.

[Die!]

The bluish-white light spot collided with the black armor on Kai's chest.

--boom--!!!

The little zombie's punch pierced through the armor and exploded inside the BOSS's body.

The deafening roar instantly shattered everyone's eardrums, the entire hall shook, and dust and rubble rained down from the ceiling.

Fine cracks appeared on the stone pillars on both sides, and even the air seemed to tremble.

The black armor on Kai's chest remained unmoved despite being punched countless times by the little zombie.

Centered on the point where the light entered, countless fine cracks spread outwards.

"Click—click—click—"

Pieces of armor peeled off one by one.

Kai's Ghost's body was blasted away by the enormous impact.

It flew dozens of meters and crashed heavily into the bone throne behind it.

"Bang--!!!"

The throne of bones was smashed to pieces, with bone fragments flying everywhere and raising clouds of white dust.

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Zhang Kai was the first to react: "It's...it's broken?!"

Xia Qingyue stood there, staring intently at the Kai's Ghost lying amidst the pile of broken bones, at the large, still-smoking hole in its chest, her mind completely blank.

One strike. It really only took one strike.

By confronting her head-on and forcefully breaking through her defenses, he shattered the shield that had left her helpless.

Just what kind of extraordinary existence is this Young Master Lu?

Xia Qingyue let out a long breath, a breath filled with a sense of relief.

She recalled her mindset when she first entered the dungeon—"I am the captain, I must protect the employer."

Looking back now, that idea was wrong from the start. It wasn't her protecting the employer; it was the employer protecting her.

Lu Zhixing's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on the Kai's Ghost, which was still struggling in the pile of broken bones.

"What are you all standing there for? Strike while the iron is hot! Make your move!"