96 Rune Location of the Ancient Ruins (1/2)

A Black Armored, agile Goblin swung his black Flail that flew very close over his head.

An elite Orc Skeleton Soldier, who was infused with Dark Mana, lost his balance when his attack missed. He used the Kite Shield on his other hand to bash the Black Armored Goblin.

The Black Armored Goblin, Arthur, shouted, ”Peasant!”

Before Arthur shouted, a Goblin named BurningChestHair wielding a Kite Shield charged over.

The shields of BurningChestHair and the elite Orc Skeleton Soldier collided, and BurningChestHair was thrown back by the impact. He deflected the attack path of the Skeleton.

”Peasant bled to death!” Sylvanas shouted as she took advantage of the recovery period of the Skeleton Soldier to give him a slash.

Arthur turned his head and saw a Goblin leaning against the wall. His head was slanted, and his Breastplate had a gaping hole made by a Flail. A pool of blood formed on the ground underneath him.

A Goblin with four arms laid by the side.

There was no time for Arthur to be dazed. The Orc Skeleton Soldier regained its balance and began attacking again.

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When the Skeleton Soldier that was fuming black smoke collapsed to the ground with a bang, Arthur, BurningChestHair, and Sylvanas heaved sighs of relief. There were only three surviving gamers on Level 4 of the high tower.

BurningChestHair lifted his arm that wielded the Shield. His arm bone had fractured, and the flesh had torn. The injury was caused by a Flail hit on the shield. All the Goblins tied their hands to the Shields using Spider Silk. As long as their arms could be lifted, it wasn't a huge problem.

The three Goblins collected their loot, dragged the corpses of their companions, and left the Instance Dungeon. All the while, they chatted merrily.

Two Lich stood hidden on the Control Platform, looking despondent and helpless.

The three gamers returned to Eternal Kingdom via the Teleport Portal. Arthur and Sylvanas dragged the noisy equipment to the Dungeon Lord Main Hall for appraisal.

BurningChestHair dragged the corpses of his comrades to the Burial Main Hall.

Brainiac was helping a Goblin revive. BurningChestHair threw Peasant and NotWearingPants to the side and chatted with another gamer.

”The difficulty of the Instance Dungeon is getting higher. The weapons of the Skeleton Soldiers were smeared with poison,” BurningChestHair said and lifted his arm, which had a cut wound. The bleeding had stopped, but dark pigments continued to spread.

”I lost feeling in my arm. It was fortunate that we defeated the BOSS fast, otherwise, I might not have survived.”

The Goblin immediately replied, ”Awesome, you are awesome. I heard that everyone had to wear green, otherwise, the team couldn't challenge the Instance Dungeon.”

”Yeah, that's right,” BurningChestHair said. ”I feel that green clothing and Kite Shields are required to challenge the Instance Dungeon. The small round shields aren't able to fend off the attacks of the BOSS.”

”I'll go buy a Kite Shield this afternoon while the price is still low.”

The two chatting Goblins ignored Brainiac, who was reviving the corpses. The gamers felt that Brainiac wouldn't interact with them.

At least Little Fairy would scold and spit at the Goblins. Besides reviving Goblins and two days of Goblin experimentation, Brainiac wouldn't interact with them.

Brainiac watched the Goblins leave after reviving the corpses. NotWearingPants was complaining loudly because he had lost his two extra arms.

”The lousy producers are sh*tty. The Instance Dungeon is getting tougher and tougher. We can't complete the mission without casualties. Do the lousy producers dislike my Dark Modification that much? My Dark Modification!”

Brainiac took out his journal and recorded what he heard.

While the gamers were complaining about the lousy game producers, the entire Eternal Kingdom had a peaceful day, and Sherlock was working hard for the future of the Dungeon and the gamers.