Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“Mandatory dungeon?”

“Clear a Level 40 Hard difficulty dungeon in 8 minutes?”

“What’s going on? Silly Cutie Great God, did you accept a hidden quest?”

One by one, questioning gazes were directed at A Silly Cutie.

The team was formed by A Silly Cutie, so she must know the details.

They were generally around Level 25, so with their current attack and attributes, it might be difficult for them to deal any substantial damage to Level 40 dungeon monsters!

Moreover, with a hidden quest, there might even be hidden bosses, and they had to clear it in 8 minutes?

With such a high difficulty, even a god would struggle!

Therefore, they could only pin their hopes on A Silly Cutie.

“I’m sorry, I also didn’t know it would turn out like this, but I guarantee this dungeon can definitely be cleared.”

Although A Silly Cutie’s face showed an apologetic expression, her tone was very firm.

After interacting with Jiang Cheng for a long time, she had great faith in him and believed he wouldn’t act without reason.

“Alright then, I trust that the Great God must have known about this quest in advance and definitely has a way to complete it.”

Mo Shenbing and Tian Mo Wings sighed.

A Silly Cutie’s somewhat perfunctory words completely dampened their excitement about joining an all-star team.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over them, making them shudder.

If they failed this dungeon, not only would they lose a level, but also 3% of all attributes!

Such a heavy penalty mechanism was something they had never encountered in their gaming career.

Just what kind of terrifying quest did A Silly Cutie accept?

The few of them looked at each other, not saying a word, causing the originally lively atmosphere to instantly turn silent.

“Cousin, how should we approach this dungeon?” Qian Chonglang looked at Qian Shanxue, wanting to ask if she had any countermeasures.

“Who did you say he was before?”

“Huh?”

Qian Chonglang was dumbfounded. Was his cousin going senile? Was this the question he asked?

Now that the dungeon had become so tricky, with failure resulting in level and attribute loss, how could she have the mind to think about other things?

“He gives me a very familiar feeling, definitely not the person you mentioned.”

Qian Shanxue recalled Jiang Cheng’s previous actions, always feeling something was off.

When this Black Skeleton retreated back into A Silly Cutie’s shadow, his footsteps were particularly heavy, as if… carrying a hint of melancholy.

Qian Shanxue glanced at A Silly Cutie once more, her gaze holding a trace of suspicion.

“Let’s put that aside for now. We’re all relying on you, Cousin, to come up with a strategy. If we don’t figure out a plan soon, we’ll all lose a level!”

“Levels are of no importance to me.” Qian Shanxue had an indifferent expression.

“Uh…”

It might be unimportant to her, but to them, it was quite crucial…

Qian Chonglang was very speechless and could only place his hopes on Jiang Cheng, this big shot.

“The Calamity Demoness was once a magical genius, skilled at creating powerful calamity magic.”

Jiang Cheng explained to A Silly Cutie beside him,

“Later, her mentor saw that she was very infatuated with him, so he used her to create disasters in various places, causing panic among humans, while he himself posed as a savior to gain people’s faith and reap huge profits.”

“Afterward, the Calamity Demoness’s actions were discovered by the world, and she was captured by humans and sentenced to be burned at the stake. Before her death, the Calamity Demoness revealed the truth.”

“Unfortunately, no one believed her. After her death, her soul turned into a real Calamity Demoness, wreaking havoc in the Untamed Lands, becoming the current Calamity Demoness dungeon.”

“Silly Cutie, can you guess who her mentor was?”

Upon hearing this, A Silly Cutie was stunned for a moment. “Could it be… Priest Atum?”

Jiang Cheng: “…”

Rubbing his forehead, Jiang Cheng didn’t say much.

“Could it be Teacher Natalie?”

“Is it the village chief of the beginner village?”

“Is it…”

“You should discuss the dungeon with them.”

Jiang Cheng waved his hand, interrupting her words, looking helpless.

“Oh… alright.” A Silly Cutie nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed, and asked,

“Um, Skeleton Big Brother, am I too dumb?”

Jiang Cheng… shook his head. “No, you’re very good. You just need to train your thinking ability a bit.”

“Oh, that’s a relief. Thank you, Skeleton Big Brother.”

A hint of excitement flashed across A Silly Cutie’s face as she stepped forward, preparing to discuss with the others.

However, what she found strange was that these people seemed to have stopped talking.

The atmosphere felt a bit heavy.

Their gazes were all focused on Qian Shanxue’s back, waiting for her response.

Yet Qian Shanxue didn’t speak either, only lost in thought about something.

Although she didn’t say anything, it was as if there was an aura around her, making it hard for the others to breathe.

Aura was a mysterious thing.

A Silly Cutie wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination or if these people were simply pondering how to break through this predicament.

To her surprise, 36D Inflatable, who was shrinking among the crowd, seemed to be trembling a bit.

Was it really that terrifying?

“Level 30 dungeon, first stage, Endless Desert. There are 172 Desert Mad Wolves, HP 30,000, now doubled to 60,000, attack doubled to 400.”

Dharma Demon suddenly spoke, being the first to break the silence.

Because the countdown timer above their heads only had 10 seconds left.

If they didn’t discuss it now, things might turn chaotic later.

“The monsters in this dungeon, aside from the boss, are particularly vulnerable to physical attacks. Sister Xue, Little Lang, Little Dancer, Shenbing, you’re all physical classes.”

“36D, you’re the only priest here. Later, cast Might buff on them and pay attention to their HP, using Holy Light to heal them in time.”

“Desert Mad Wolves are pack creatures. As long as you attack, not a single one will be left out, and they will hide in the sandstorm to launch surprise attacks. I will work with Tian Mo Wings and Silly Cutie Great God to hold back their rear. This first stage is a bit difficult, so everyone, get ready.”

After instructing them and seeing them nod, Dharma Demon took out his staff and began to concentrate and stay alert.

However, he found it a bit odd. Wasn’t the Skeleton Big Shot going to take action?

“Brother Dharma Demon is still so cool.” Blood Dancer looked at Dharma Demon’s side profile with a hint of infatuation.

“Be careful later. Don’t get so caught up in pulling aggro that you forget to dodge. You’re the most likely to die first.”

Dharma Demon ruthlessly jabbed at Blood Dancer, causing her to feel very depressed.

“Hmph, Brother Dharma Demon is looking down on me again. I won’t be the first to die.”

“They’re coming!”

Before Blood Dancer could finish her words, the dungeon preparation time had ended.

In an instant, a large mass of black shadows surged from the desert 300 meters away, covering the sky and earth.

*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*

The moment the black shadows appeared, five arrows imbued with frost power precisely struck the right eyes of the five Desert Mad Wolves at the very front.

*Splat splat splat…*

The five frost arrows penetrated the endless sandstorm, piercing through the right eyes of the five mad wolves, splattering blood everywhere.

“–1235!”

“–1235!”

“–1198!”

“–1198!”

“–1197!”

*Awoo awoo awoo…*

Five triple-damage critical hits popped up, accompanied by the agonized howls of five Desert Mad Wolves in the distance.

In an instant, the five Desert Mad Wolves at the front had their eyeballs shot by Qian Shanxue.

Triggering the Blind effect and reducing movement speed by 50%, they blocked the surging pack of wolves behind them.

Mo Shenbing and Tian Mo Wings’ faces lit up with joy.

As expected of a mythical-rank god, so powerful!

Hitting five mad wolves hidden in the sandstorm from 300 meters away?

And precisely shooting their eyeballs?

This was an operation they wouldn’t even dare to imagine before!

“I’ll use slows to hold back the front 40. Little Lang, Little Dharma, block the left and right flanks. Don’t let them break through from the sides.”