Chapter 35: Disorderly Breakthrough Battle

  In the early morning, Eriol and others who had finished breakfast gathered in the camp with the main force of dwarves to await departure.

  Looking at the trunk with the mercury lamp, Eliysha suddenly realized that the lollipop used by the weird uncles to abduct little girls was not ideal, and even if it succeeded, there was a risk of being stopped by the city management for inspection. In fact, a bottle of anesthetic plus a large trunk was their best choice.

  But that's already an unqualified crime... All you weird uncles who truly have love, please don't do this.

  The suitcase was carried by Michelle. Now every bit of combat power is precious, and only this non-combat nanny is suitable for carrying luggage. And around her are the reliable teammates who performed seven kills in the monster army yesterday - okay, not that guy riding a white horse wearing white armor holding a long gun hugging a baby, but at least these people rushed in, right?

  Compared to yesterday, the main DPS of this team, Mercury Lamp, has become a charging mode. Although the monsters on the opposite side are weak-minded, their master is not a fool and must have made preparations today. If you want to rush out, you will have to go through a fierce battle.

  Moller walked to the front of the troops with his large hammer, looking like he was going to boost morale before departure. The sturdy-looking dwarf leader held up his iron hammer, which had been stained red and black by the blood of monsters, and shouted firmly: "Dwarf warriors are always brave and fearless in the face of any difficulty! All enemies who block our way will be crushed! We must win, we must win, we must win!"

  The dwarves nearby also raised their own weapons and began shouting "Victory or death!"

  Morale was high, but Eriol was skeptical that the dwarves in the back row could see Mole's hammer, let alone Mole himself, over the relatively tall forms of their companions behind them.

  Not long after replacing the troops in charge of night watch at the entrance, the monsters' routine post-dinner exercise began, showing that these guys are actually very mindful of their health. Morning exercise is a surefire way to maintain physical fitness, and I hope those of you who spend all day sitting at home and staring at screens will occasionally go out for some sun and activity - of course, I don't advocate for those monsters using fighting with humans as their morning exercise...

  "Charge!!" Mole led the way, taking the lead and charging forward. The warriors behind him also started their charge at the same time. After fighting those ugly monsters for so many days, the dwarves knew the importance of suppressing the enemy's first wave of attacks. These demons, whose claws were even measured by the dwarves to have an average length, often launched their most ferocious attack in the first wave. As long as they could be repelled, the rest would be easy.

  Butler found that things seemed a bit different today.

  First, the opponent looked fierce and red-eyed, as if they had seen an arch-nemesis, and couldn't wait to pounce and perish together. But Morler always treated them like lowly magical creatures that could be swatted away with a wave of his hand. Suddenly, he transformed into a flustered and panicked noble lady who didn't dare show her face - of course, the ones in the soy sauce department didn't count. After Morler smashed them to pieces without understanding what had gotten into them, it wasn't long before the magical creatures regained their usual crazy energy that made people feel at ease. Moreover, there was a tendency for things to escalate further.

  Erichiya, who was following behind Moller, had cold sweat dripping down at this time.

  Her precognitive danger sense clearly pointed out several dangerous auras hidden among the monster group not far away, and it was these few existences that were completely different from low-level monsters or even boss-level monsters that jointly cast some kind of evil ring-shaped skill, canceling out their racial talent that suppressed evil creatures. Fortunately, there was still a blessing buff that was unaffected, but the monsters on the opposite side were apparently also energized by that unknown skill.

  Eriol knew that the demons had arrived.

  The mercury lamp yesterday was like chopping vegetables, brushing a large group of low-level monsters into the experience points of the next few small numbers, leaving only a biological art piece filled with vanguard atmosphere and a lot of chicken feathers. In this case, as long as it's not a guy whose head has been pinched by the door and his IQ is not high enough to understand that relying solely on cannon fodder can't stop the heroic unit from hanging up. Only when the cannon fodders can no longer provide experience will the high-level cadres or some small BOSS in the opposing forces appear, present equipment and upgrade medicine to the protagonist, and then retreat hastily after receiving it - isn't this a fixed routine?

  Then, a three-meter-tall figure with a pair of tattered and worn-out bat wings on his back, holding an axe as big as a door panel in his hand, with robust and perfect muscles all over his body, exuding a strong iron-blooded aura, appeared before Eriol's eyes, and she expressed that she was very calm.

  "Calm down, it's obvious that this is just a demon guard with wings attached and nothing else changed, you're just going to use it as is?! Author, can't you take this a bit more seriously?!"

  Moller gripped the war hammer in his hand, getting into position and stirring up the fighting spirit within him. The ones in front of him were just ordinary warriors from the demon tribe, but each one possessed 4th-level strength. As several other demon warriors approached from nearby, Moller's expression became increasingly unsightly. With his 5th-level strength, Moller wouldn't lose to these demons; given enough time, he could completely annihilate them - but on the other hand, it was also impossible for him to block all of them at once. And behind him was that crucial breakthrough squad. Nester and Lander were only 3rd-level warriors, and those humans were just students who had just enrolled yesterday; they had been able to charge into the camp solely because of that demon puppet. But now, that puppet was recharging.

  The vanguard squad couldn't withstand the attack of the demon tribe warriors - this was Moller's judgment, and he didn't know that there was a 4th-level thief in the team who was good at pretending to be new, and they could fight against a single demon tribe warrior.

  "You guys hurry up and leave, I'll hold off these demons!" Mo Lei shouted without turning his head back, "Hurry, before the enemy has fully gathered over here."

  "Do you really think you're invincible?" The demonic warrior opposite him spat out a voice like the screeching of metal, and with an uncontrollable rage swung his axe down at Morley.

  At that moment, little loli suddenly thought of Shunpo from the game.

  The collision between powerful warriors is always the most thrilling and blood-boiling, with deafening clashes of weapons, scattered aura shattering the hard rocky ground, furious roars from their mouths, golden sparks bursting out between them as they exchange blows, and dazzling surging auras, all serve as the best proof of a warrior's existence to the world!

  If we ignore the height difference between the two sides...

  A 1.4-meter-tall, bearded uncle-like water bucket waist and a 3.2-meter-tall, full-faced, muscular man with a ferocious expression were swinging huge weapons at each other, creating a scene that was full of awkwardness and comedic meaning no matter how you looked at it. Especially when Morler, due to his height, often swung the hammer near the devil's lower body, causing the opponent to let out strange cries and desperately block it, if they weren't on the battlefield, the ruthless loli next to them would probably have rolled around on the ground laughing.

  Although she is now covering her stomach and can't stand up.

  Due to the bizarre visual effect in front of them, the members of the breakthrough team were also petrified on the spot. However, as dwarves, Nester and Randel quickly recovered. They woke up everyone, pulled up the little loli who was still in pain, and quickly left this place that felt more like a intense battlefield than a circus performance before the other demon warriors arrived.

  Alicia could feel the several dangerous auras hesitating for a moment, and then except for one of them chasing towards this side, the rest continued to move at high speed towards Moller. The opponent also knew that a single demon warrior facing a 5th-level dwarf hero wouldn't last long, rather than dispersing to chase this group of people and being defeated by Moller one by one, it was better to gather together to block Moller until the devils who were enough to catch up arrived to kill them, and then collectively escape.

  As for the surrounding mobs, when the devil was focused on blocking Moller, the skill that gave the monsters a boost had already disappeared, so although there was no Mercury Lamp to clear the way, a group of people running away wasn't slow either.

  However, Alishia and the others couldn't enjoy the luxurious treatment that the demons gave to the devil warrior behind them, who was welcomed with a red carpet-like pathway lined up by two rows of demons. Looking at the straight road leading to the crowd and the countless low-ranking demons on both sides, who were bowing their heads in unison with an air of "I have received good training", Alishia suddenly had a vision of a second-generation rich kid returning home to his mansion, where the maids on either side, dressed in uniform, bowed and shouted "Welcome back, master".

  Alright, now is not the time to talk about maids selling cuteness.

  "Granna, a demon warrior is catching up behind us!" Eriol shouted as she ran forward, "Should we stop and ambush him?"

  Granna looked back and calculated for a moment, saying: "No, at this speed, if we charge forward for another 5 minutes, we can leave the encirclement of the lower-level demons. The opponent should take about 7 minutes to catch up with us. Let's ambush him after we get out, so as not to be caught off guard by the miscellaneous soldiers around."

  "Alright! Let's go all out!" Nest roared, swinging his axe with force while quickening his pace. His two short legs alternated rapidly, and his bucket-like body burst forth with a speed that was astonishing to behold. Elisha swore that at this moment, even Bolt wouldn't be able to catch up to the Iron Furnace Guardian.

  Eriol isn't an Olympic champion, and Michele, who is even slower, certainly isn't either. The little loli guarding Tianran's side wouldn't abandon her friend to shield that hot-headed dwarf, so before long, Naisuto returned to the group with a passionate and friendly souvenir left on his body by the low-level demons, rolling around in urine.

  "How can you be so forgetful? Didn't you learn your lesson yesterday? Even Randall next to you is looking at you with disdain!"

  5 minutes later, the people who were desperately fighting - okay, under Eriol's group skill, it would be more suitable to call them "mowing" - suddenly found themselves in a vast empty space. The army of disgusting blue-black monsters that had filled their vision just moments before had vanished, replaced by the mysterious and beautiful giant cave of the underground world.

  Granna spotted a patch of spore plants nearby and shouted: "Quick, let's ambush him there!"

  I am a divider line

  Demon A was depressed because since he got the script and found that his role didn't even have a name, only an English code, he knew that his final outcome would definitely be to become experience points. That ruthless author had given him nothing but trash, so even the equipment settings were cancelled. However, there was no choice, having one letter was still better than those nameless cannon fodders who filled the entire screen and looked identical, so he appeared on time.

  But this doesn't stop him from causing some trouble for the main character and his companions.

  At this moment, the devil A possessed a soul, with an ability value that broke through the table and insight into the micro. He soon discovered the obvious signs of someone passing by in a nearby spore plant group, so he shouldered his giant battle axe, gathered his energy and swung it strongly, and a powerful energy slash flew over. The fragile spore plants instantly turned into scattered fragments flying everywhere, and several humans and two dwarves were inside, panicked and fleeing in disarray.

  The demon Ahah burst out laughing and crouched down to prepare for a charge, intending to thoroughly tear these insignificant creatures apart.

  But his charge would never be issued again.

  On the mainland, it is widely recognized that the first place in physical strength among the existing races is occupied by the Dragon Clan, and the second place is occupied by the Demon Clan. On the other hand, it is also widely recognized on the mainland that the profession that can cause the greatest damage to the opponent when they are not on guard is the Thief. So, what role can Thieves play when they encounter Devils? The answer has been revealed now.

  Granna pulled out the two daggers that had been stuck in the devil's back and jumped down from his body, shaking off the blood on them before putting them back at her waist. She walked calmly towards her companions, her face as serene as if she had just completed a trivial exercise. The giant axe in the devil's hand fell to the ground with a loud "thud", and he stretched out his thick arms trying to grab the petite girl, but ultimately collapsed like a crumbling mountain.

  Not far away, Eriol appeared with a helpless expression on her face. Originally, she had taken out the wooden sword Masamune and entered stealth mode, planning to strike after Granada's attack and deal the final blow when the demon was injured and enraged, but in the end, she ended up hitting a whole bottle of soy sauce instead.

  Eriol put away the wooden sword, looking puzzled and said: "Granna, you've already killed that demon, why do you still need to strike such a cool pose?"

  Granana shrugged: "The author asked for it."

  "I'm starting to doubt my own protagonist status..."

  "No, I think what the author means is that you just need to be responsible for selling cuteness."

  A speechless little loli collected her emotions, then took out the map and started looking for a way. Speaking of maps, this tear-jerking task tool made people cry. To prevent another situation where they were so desperate that they went crazy, Eriol adopted an extreme method: each person drew another copy of the original map. In other words, these eight people (excluding Hy argent who was sleeping) had a total of nine maps in their hands, one for each person and one extra...

  The map was very old. No, I'm not referring to its medium that would turn into dust with a gentle breeze, but rather the content on it. The map was redrawn based on an old version from at least a century ago, and Little Loli couldn't help but doubt whether those meticulously marked teleportation arrays still worked, or if those small tunnels had collapsed. So she chose the safest route: a straight road that led directly to the upper middle layer, with a stone bridge in between - the Grand Avenue of Kangzhuang. Even if the stone bridge collapsed, they could wait for the mercury lamp to wake up and then experience an exciting aerial adventure - this was underground, wasn't it?

  The unimpeded line of people soon arrived near the Stone Bridge.

  "Alright, now we have two pieces of news." Eriol, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and turned around to say, "One good, one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?"

  "First, let's hear some good news! I've been driven crazy by all the bad news these past two days."

  Alicia gave a thumbs up behind her back and said, "The good news is that the stone bridge in front of us, although it's old and its body is a bit fragile, will still allow us to pass through safely."

  "What's the bad news?" Li Hua was still asking when Granada suddenly furrowed her brow and quietly entered stealth mode beside her.

  Eriol drew out her wooden sword and took a stance: "The bad news is that there's a big BOSS guarding the checkpoint on this side of the stone bridge."

  The crowd became visibly tense, they all opened their eyes wide, but saw nothing.

  "Still not showing up? You, a Mojiang-level big shot, facing us fledglings, are you still planning to hide and cover up?" Eriol threw out a Wind Blade towards the bridgehead. Under everyone's gaze, that pale blue beginner magic suddenly shattered in mid-air as if it had hit an invisible wall.

  This is the benefit of foresight and true insight - no matter who you are, even if the number one assassin in the world comes, don't think about escaping Little Lori's legal eye.

  Eriol's true intention behind the attack was not to force the opponent to reveal themselves, nor was it to have the group of companions behind her salute at thin air, but rather to indicate the target to Granada who was sneaking up.

  Life and death for thieves is always just a moment away.

  This time Granada couldn't create a miracle, she appeared in the air with her body covered in blood and flying upside down.

  Ilya swiftly wrapped his arms around Granna, while Michele, who was already crying anxiously beside them, frantically cast healing spells while shouting Granna's name, but to no avail.

  Grenna's front was torn apart by some serrated surface weapon, with ribs and internal organs clearly visible amidst a large amount of blood. If the situation wasn't so urgent, even little Lori thought it looked like she was filming a horror movie in the "open-chest" series. Unlike heartless little Lori, everyone else had a painful expression on their face, after all, they were classmates. Even the two dwarves looked gloomy.

  As for the object being surrounded, it had already fainted. So there was no situation where someone who was about to die would occupy the screen with things like "This month's party fees you helped me pay", "My homework isn't finished yet", "The pet at home hasn't been fed yet" and so on, which made one wonder if this guy had actually been injured or not.

  Mishelle's healing technique was only elementary, and some ordinary sword wounds were fine, but she was powerless in the face of such a terrible wound. To say that Granna was not far from death if there was no high priest to cast 5th level or higher holy system healing spells on her within a short period of time.

  Of course, there wouldn't be high-ranking sacred officials like High Priests in a place like this.

  But Granada isn't dead yet, is she?

  Eriol calmly pulled out a bottle of Spring Brother's Divine Water from her spatial bracelet - okay, I'll take it back. Actually, it was one of the many rewards randomly drawn by the anime characters who had invaded this world from the system on the eve of Valentine's Day: a healing potion that could absolutely revive you as long as you still had breath.

  Can you imagine the scene where a person who has been disembowelled in front of you heals their wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and any surgeon would say "please accept my condolences" for such injuries? Can't imagine it? No worries, just take a look at Li Hua's terrified expression.

  Granna quickly recovered, but her clothes couldn't recover with her. So Eriol stepped forward to block Granna's body; Michelle covered Ilya's eyes, who still didn't understand what was going on; Li Hua kicked Batulu in the crotch, and he immediately rolled into a ball on the ground; The two dwarves were fine - they stood at the front of the group, vigilantly guarding with tense faces. No matter what kind of enemy they faced, the ones standing at the very front of the group would always be warriors!

  Just as the emotional drama of life and death was about to turn into a ridiculous comedy, the demon general opposite finally couldn't help but speak up: "Do you think I don't exist!?"