"Where are they?!
Kid!
Where are the people from your guild? "
Madam Disaster had finally led her pirates to defeat the Spell Stealer's attack, but after the Magic Core members captured one of the Spell Stealers … they all disappeared into thin air.
Only Swirling Cloud was left in the ruins.
Swirling Cloud did not answer Madam Disaster. After capturing the Spell Stealer, the members of Magic Core temporarily gave up on the Molten Black Ruins dungeon and returned to the city to gang up on the Spell Stealer.
However, when Swirling Cloud tried to use a Return Spell to return to the city … he realized that his Return Spell was on cooldown, and it was almost ten minutes.
When did I use it?
Dissipating Cloud was in a state of panic. He had now become a very important member of the Vibros Nuclear Clearers.
If he did not return to the dungeon in time, he would definitely be scolded by the members of the guild.
Swirling Cloud did not like being scolded, so he thought of a genius solution — suicide to return to the city!
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
Madam Disaster did not like the feeling of being ignored. She walked towards Swirling Cloud … but under Madam Disaster's gaze, Swirling Cloud pointed his spear at his chest.
At that moment, Madam Disaster realized that something was wrong …
"What are you doing?"
Madam Disaster quickened her pace towards Swirling Cloud, but it was too late … Swirling Cloud's spear had pierced into his chest.
Under normal circumstances … players could not use skills to deal damage to themselves, but the spear in Swirling Cloud's hand was called "Red Knight's Lance of Doom".
The spear had an effect called "Blood of Annihilation". When activated, it would deduct 1% of the user's HP every second in exchange for an increase in Attack Speed and Armor Penetration.
Swirling Cloud had activated the "Blood of Annihilation" state. In order to speed up the effect, he pierced his spear into his heart.
To Swirling Cloud, this might just be a free return to the city, but in Madam Disaster's eyes, the kid was trying to kill himself!
Madam Disaster had seen all kinds of storms in her life, but this scene completely frightened her.
"What are you doing?!
Stop! "
Madam Calamity ran up to Remnant Cloud. Remnant Cloud's HP was dangerously low, and he had fallen to his knees. Madam Calamity supported the Berserker, but she could not stop his body from becoming translucent.
"Go get the healing potions!" Madam Calamity yelled at the pirates beside her, who were also in a daze.
"That kind?"
The pirates did not know how to react either. They had brought a lot of healing potions with them, but Madam Calamity did not list out the most specific ones.
"The best!" Madam Calamity shouted again.
However, when her pirates hurriedly brought the potion over, Storm Remnant, who had been lying in Madam Calamity's arms, had disappeared. In its place was a normal tombstone with the words R.I.P. written on it.
"It's rare to see you in such a panic." The group members were the first to panic when they saw the silent Madam Calamity.
"Madam, the Holy Spirit will come back to life after it dies anyway."
But as soon as the members finished speaking, Sweeping Cloud's tombstone shattered into pieces and disappeared in front of Madam Calamity's eyes.
"Madam …"
"Continue with the plundering operation."
Madam Calamity looked at the shattered tombstone in her hand, her expression unchanged. The members of Jumping Nucleus had returned to the city, but the other players and the Abyssal Temple players were still exploring the Molten Black Ruin.
"Let's empty this ruin first, then we'll ask the Holy Spirits what happened!" Madam Calamity said.
…
It took Mercedes a great deal of effort to climb out of the pit. When he climbed out of the pit, he saw a few familiar figures standing on the other side.
"Wen Enna, how did you get caught by the Holy Spirits?"
Medes stared at the three Spell Stealers across the pit. They were Medes' companions who had been guarding the Molten Black Ruin with him.
"I've always thought that you weren't suited for the role of a spy. It seems my hunch was right," the female Spell Stealer said, shaking her head as she looked at the scar on Medes' chest.
After saying that, she took a few steps back and leaped towards Mercedes. She landed on the brick that Mercedes had pushed out earlier. When she was about to use the brick as a foothold to jump to the other side of the pit again …
Even Medes didn't expect there to be a hidden brick at a higher altitude.
Medes watched with a pitiful gaze as another gunshot rang out. The female Spell Stealer was sent to the bottom of the pit by a spring that came out of nowhere.
Medes took out a pocket watch and calculated the time. About five minutes later, the female spell stealer named Wen Enna climbed out of the pit with difficulty.
"Do you know why I'm injured now?" Medes asked Wen Enna, whose mouth and forehead were covered in blood.
"What's that brick?"
Wen Enna climbed out of the pit and removed the barbs that pierced her leg. She took deep breaths.
"It's a brick made of gold coins. Anyway, from now on, don't … touch anything …" As soon as Medes finished speaking, the Spell Stealers who followed Wen Enna touched the brick with a question mark on it out of curiosity.
The moment the brick was pressed down, the ground beneath Medes's feet cracked and collapsed.
Medes stared expressionlessly at the barbs that pierced his chest again. He then turned to his other two companions.
"Is it fun?" Medes asked.
"…"
"You should ask those Holy Spirits about that!" Wen Enna pulled out the thorns from her body and tossed them away in an irritated manner.
However, the moment she pulled the barbs out, the sound of a piston turning came from the wall. Medes sensed something and was about to cast the skill of an Ice Master, but it was too late. A large amount of lava overflowed from the wall and swallowed Medes.
The moment Medes felt the pain of being burned by the lava, an extremely cold frost erupted from his palm. The lava around him froze under the cold blizzard.
"Wen Enna!
Do me a favor … Don't touch anything that belongs to you and your companions! "
Medes looked at his arm that was scalded by the lava. He endured the pain and began to heal it with Holy Light magic.
This was lava that had been enhanced by the divine power of the God of Devourers … Being swallowed by this thing would not be as simple as roasting one's flesh.