The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 403 The Unpredictable "Undead"

Just as the mages of Xuebang stepped into the Trial Maze with great anticipation, the official forum of "Catastrophe Online" was already in an uproar because of this "version update".

A discussion thread titled "All Souls' Day Riots! New Xuebang Map Launched!" quickly garnered thousands of replies within minutes, demonstrating unprecedented popularity!
On the homepage of the thread, players are having a heated discussion about the "temporary body" setting for the new event.

One punch, one slime: "Seriously? These skeleton soldiers are too fragile!"

Daddy: "This is like going back to the game's launch! It feels like getting half my life just from a slime's poke is too much! Where's my legendary plate armor? Where's my +15 greatsword? I strongly demand that the developers make a mirror image of all my gear!!! (Frustrated)"

Skill determines everything: "Stop complaining, you don't understand, this is called 'Classic World of Warcraft'! All equipment and skills are reset to zero, now pros and newbies are on the same starting line, it's all about skill and brains, how exciting! I think this update is very interesting!"

"Reading it right is like being a pig: Indeed, skilled players are overjoyed! Finally, they won't be bullied by those pay-to-win players who rely on superior gear! QAQ"

Table and Chair: "Wait, this game has whales who spend real money??"

He downed the chemistry pool in one gulp: "+1, I can't possibly spend all my game coins! (laughs)"

"Can't take a joke: Ugh, lately I get a stomachache whenever I see this jerk's ID."

Gou Shi: "@Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles. (Humorous)"

Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles: "..."

Dragon Travels a Hundred Miles: "It's okay, bro. I can lend you the image pack if you can't find it. (I got tagged by a dog.jpg) (Funny.jpg)"

Just as players were debating the pros and cons of the "classic server," a reply on the 233rd floor instantly ignited the entire thread.

I made my fortune by scavenging: "Holy crap!!! Guys, check the event rules! I've found the key point! Any magical item that drops this time, as long as you survive to bring it to the teleportation point, you can take it out of the dungeon and keep it permanently!!!"

This reply was like a depth charge, instantly causing an uproar in the entire post.

Riding a broomstick into battle: "Really?!"

Riding a donkey to the market: "Where's the screenshot? You're talking about a Jaguar if you don't have a picture!"

I made my fortune by collecting trash: "Here it comes! [Screenshot.jpg] See for yourself! It's absolutely true!"

Holmes: "Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! I saw it! The words 'Permanently Retained'! Did the game planner get hacked? Or did they finally have a change of heart?!"

All I wanted to do was slack off: "Brothers! My chance to make a fortune has arrived! (Excited)"

The desire to get rich overnight ignited the passion of all players!

Although "Catastrophe Online" is still in closed beta, its amazing gameplay and the resulting popularity have already made it no secret in real life.

Whether they are wealthy players who have already entered the game or casual gamers who are optimistic about the game's future, they are all very interested in speculating on game equipment.

This enormous purchasing power has created an incredibly active market, with people buying and selling ghost money on forums almost every day.

Forget about copper coins, there are too many of those.

Driven by the "illusion of wealth," two main tactical approaches quickly emerged on the forum, with countless players discussing their own "get-rich-quick schemes."

Reciting Sun Tzu's Art of War backwards: "Brothers, broaden your horizons! We're skeletons now, which actually gives us a huge advantage! We can find a corner and play dead, then jump up and give those mage apprentices a big surprise when they get close! I propose that our trap-tech team unite and give the magic apprentices of the Academy a real 'strength boost'!"

"Don't run, I'll give you a buff: "That makes sense, bro! Although I think it's not direct enough! Look at the equipment those apprentices are wearing—mage robes, wands, magical trinkets—aren't they all worth more than our skeletons? The rules only say you can't kill, but they don't say you can't 'seize' their equipment! (evil grin)"

Although magic apprentices have an absolute advantage in extraordinary power, that advantage is nothing to those veterans who have been exploring since the game first launched. They can make up for the gap between the two sides with their rich combat experience!

The forum was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere. Whether it was the "trap strategy" or the "recycling strategy," all the players were eager to try it out.

They are ready to have a unique "friendly exchange" with the magic apprentices of Xuebang during this grand event.

It's time to blow the bad influences of the cemetery to Xuebang!

……

Players are ready for "friendly exchanges" with the magic apprentices, but it's clear the apprentices aren't prepared to face a group of undead who "don't play by the rules."

The trial had barely begun when the first level of the maze descended into chaos.

A group of magic apprentices who had just entered the maze were waving their wands and chasing closely behind a group of skeleton soldiers.

"Hey! Stop!"

"What's wrong with these skeletons? Why aren't they attacking us and just running away?!"

"Damn it... I'm running out of magic!"

"%￥#@! I... wait for me a moment!"

Several young magic apprentices were panting heavily, supporting their knees, looking like they were about to die, as if they might collapse from exhaustion at any moment.

The undead I usually encounter in books and training are dull and sluggish beings, only good for startling timid people when they suddenly appear.

However, these skeletons in front of us are different!
Not only do they dodge deadly fireballs with serpentine movements, but they also seem to know the mage's weaknesses, maximizing their tireless endurance and flying kites in the maze!
With precise positioning, these skeleton soldiers harassed and pulled the apprentices from a distance, throwing stones to restrain them. When the apprentices were exhausted and their magic power was insufficient, the skeletons roared and came back from the shadows, catching the apprentices who were catching their breath and resting off guard, forcing them to squeeze out the last bit of magic power from their depleted sea of ​​consciousness.

The effectiveness of this tactic is obvious.

These magic apprentices had an impressive hit rate when they were fully conscious, but now that they were no longer conscious, the only purpose of their spells was to send themselves on their final journey.

"I can not make it……"

Barely managing to unleash the last spell, the magic apprentice holding the wand swayed, his face turned pale, and his mouth and eyes became crooked.

He had barely managed to utter his final "last words" when he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Seeing their companions faint from exhaustion, the magic apprentices' faces turned pale and then red. Especially when they saw the grinning undead approaching, they were so frightened that they fainted several times, as if they had seen real ghosts.

Just as these poor apprentices were suffering terribly from the torment of these "rogue" undead, a brilliant flash of fire suddenly pierced through the dim corridor and struck the players who were "sharpening their knives" and grinning menacingly as they approached the apprentices.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, a skeleton player chasing a student was accurately hit in the skull and instantly exploded into a pile of broken bones.

That was just the first one—

The defeated eel: "Damn, I really don't know how to play with skeleton soldiers!"

The defeated filthy eel cried out, "Elite monsters are spawning! Run!"

The first pig in the Chinese server: "Damn it! Let me use my main account if you dare—"

Before the remaining three players could react, several more fireballs flew in, sending the three who couldn't dodge in time to their deaths.

If their true forms were to come, the outcome might be different, but what's standing here is just a skeleton soldier without any level. It's too difficult for them to challenge a bronze-level magic apprentice with experience alone.

Especially when attacked from behind.

"What an amazing fireball spell..."

"He actually hit a vital spot with a single blow!"

Several young female apprentices who had recently been promoted to mage and were being tormented by the undead all looked at him with surprise and admiration.

Kurs and his two teammates, Kelch and Luman, formed a triangle and worked together seamlessly to swiftly "eliminate" the remaining skeleton soldiers.

As the main damage dealer, Kurs displayed a level of skill far exceeding that of ordinary mages, with every fireball he cast being incredibly accurate.

"call……"

After finishing the battle, Kurs breathed a sigh of relief, smugly brushed his bangs aside, and turned to give the female apprentices a gentle and gentlemanly smile.

"Are you okay?"

He attended Prince Colin's science class every day, and although he didn't understand what the prince was saying, he still managed to pick up his signature smile.

"I, I'm fine..." A female mage blushed and was about to ask his name when she was interrupted by Kurs's self-talk.

"Is this your first time participating in the maze trial? Don't be discouraged. I was just as bad as you when I first participated. You'll get better after a few more tries."

He cleared his throat, looked at the several bewildered monks, and continued to speak as if he were a know-it-all.

"Don't make clearing the maze your goal. Just focus on finding the treasure chests and treat this trial as a courageous attempt. Leave the challenges to us true masters, hahaha..."

After saying that, he gave a nonchalant smile and, amidst the bewildered gazes of the girls, turned and left with an air of nonchalance.

However, he hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly came to his senses.

broken--

He forgot to leave his name!

Kuers was filled with regret for wasting so much time on his expressions, only to find that the other person didn't even know who he was.

However, he felt embarrassed to go back now, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue pretending...

Unlike his calm and collected demeanor, his two teammates showed no signs of relaxation.

Kelich walked solemnly to a pile of bone fragments and frowned.

"Have you noticed that these undead are different from wild ones? They seem... too smart, actually dodging our magic."

If they hadn't changed the spell's path at the last minute, the fireballs they released might have actually been dodged by those undead.

It would be too embarrassing to admit that my magic was dodged by a skeleton soldier who has no superhuman power!
Ruman nodded, agreeing with a serious expression: "Yes, I think so too. When they move... it's like a living person acting."

That sounds a bit creepy.

Sensing the eerie atmosphere around him, Kurs's lips twitched, and he coughed forcefully, interrupting their whispered conversation.

"Don't overthink it! Instructor Merck certainly wouldn't put some random undead in the maze just to make up the numbers. This is just a test he left for us, what's the big deal?"

He paused, then urged her to continue.

"Let's hurry up and get going. Don't waste time on these undead if we see them again! Our goal is the core of the maze, don't waste time on these minions!"

His goal is to win the championship!

He wanted to make Ilana realize how foolish it was to abandon her and throw herself into Prince Colin's arms!

Faced with this grand goal, the points gained from killing monsters or undead are utterly insignificant to him!
……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the maze.

The plans for "Knowledge Explosion," "Gotham Good Citizen," and "Go to the Pier to Count the Seagulls" have also begun.

Instead of hunting apprentices like other players, they did the opposite, setting up a makeshift stall with a few old planks and starting their business in the maze!

It has to be said that [Go to the dock and pick up some seagulls] is a genius when it comes to creating hilarious content. While everyone was still debating whether to choose the "trap flow" or the "recycling flow," he was the only one who thought of the most inhuman "shady merchant flow."

Next to the stall hung a hastily written signboard with a line of large, crooked characters: "Merck Mentor Franchise: Official Supply Point".

By the way, this event doesn't mean you can't bring any equipment. As long as you pay a teleportation fee, you can send the items from your warehouse over.

However, very few people do this.

After all, the event announcement clearly stated that there is a risk of losing equipment dropped in the dungeon. The Demon King is only responsible for bringing the items to them, not for picking up the dropped equipment.

When the event ends, all equipment that has not been delivered to the teleportation point will be forfeited by default!
Therefore, most people choose to bring some cheap equipment, or even simply use the default set provided by the server.

In this way, even if you die unexpectedly during the event, you won't lose too much, but it would be too painful if the NPC picked up the equipment!

Soon, three passing magic apprentices were drawn to the outrageous sign hanging on their stall.

They curiously examined the stall, their eager expressions suggesting they wanted to buy something, yet they couldn't let their guard down around the three talking skeletons in front of them.

"It's like the sun has risen in the west; even the dead are selling things..." an apprentice murmured in confusion. "Is this some kind of new trap?"

"I don't know... I have a bad feeling about this."

Seeing that the first group of customers was about to launch a sneak attack without any sense of decency, [Go to the dock to check the seagulls] had a sudden inspiration in a moment of desperation. He cleared his non-existent throat and started talking nonsense with a straight face.

"These three students, please don't be nervous! We are... uh, your mentor Merck, who specially arranged for us to be 'hidden merchants' in the maze to make this trial more interesting!"

Knowledge Explosion quickly recovered and hurriedly continued, "Yes, yes! It's your luck to have met us! Killing us will not only do you no good, but will also deduct all the points you've already earned! This is... a hidden mechanism of this maze!"

Although the sounds they made were merely the creaking of bones grinding together, they were clearly translated into the Imperial Common Language by a translation crystal ball.

[Gotham Good Citizen] looked at the two men suspiciously, wondering how anyone could believe such a flawed explanation.

However, just as he thought this, he saw that the three magic apprentices actually pressed down the wands they were holding tightly in their hands!
Damn it?

[Gotham Good Citizen] stared in disbelief at the three magic apprentices, watching their suspicion vanish into understanding and surprise.

Very good--

It's Merck's mentor!
Now I have no choice but to believe it!
Those clear, innocent eyes were like those of a naive college student on Earth; they believed whatever others dared to say.

"So that's it..."

"I knew it! What kind of undead would sell things!"

"Haha, we're saved! We were just worried about not having enough supplies!"

Seeing the three young men suddenly start celebrating, Seagull and Explosive were a little confused. Fortunately, they were skeletons, without the densely packed facial muscles to manage.

If they had known these magic apprentices were so easy to fool, why would they have bothered sourcing their magic from Nightmare Land? They could have just swindled them outright!

However, things have already come to this point, and regretting it now would be a bit unfair to the script I worked so hard to write.

The three skeleton soldiers were in high spirits and immediately began to sell their carefully crafted "goods" to these "lucky ones".

[Go to the pier to check the seagulls] First, pick up a bottle of strangely colored red medicine and exaggerate its effects.

"Look at this! A potent life potion! Made with the sap of the thousand-year-old Tree of Life, one sip will instantly restore all your stamina! Now on special offer... only thirty silver coins!"

The magic apprentice, who was examining the potion with great interest, widened his eyes upon hearing the price.

Thirty?!

At the pier, a seagull said, "Uh, we don't accept bargaining, unless—"

"This is way too cheap!!!"

At the pier, the seagulls seemed to be thinking, "...?"

"Take it!"

The apprentice bought it without hesitation, unaware that it was actually a "Good Dream Half-Day Tour" filled with drowsy red tea.

Next, Seagull pulled out a "Master-level Lockpicking Scroll," claiming it could melt any metal barrier sealing the treasure chest. He wasn't actually lying; the scroll's real function was simply to melt the lock cylinder and key together.

The apprentice standing in front of him promptly took out his money and happily bought it.

Finally, [Knowledge Explosion] sold a "second-floor entrance map" covered in scribbles to the third apprentice, but the map actually pointed to a cursed trap.

No one expected that this only "product" they made themselves would be the best-selling item—selling for a staggering price of a full gold coin!

For ordinary people in the continent of Os, this is a huge sum of money!
The three apprentices left satisfied, feeling they had gotten a great deal. Such a useful item was inside the maze, yet it only cost less than three times the price outside.

Mentor Merck is so fair!
Looking at the bulging money bag, the previously silent "Good Citizen of Gotham" was convinced and gave "Go to the dock to check the seagulls" a bone thumb.

"You are this!"

This time he didn't give the middle finger.

[Go to the pier to check the seagulls] He smiled slightly and waved his hand calmly.

"Basic practice, don't 6."

Looking at this lovable character, [Knowledge Explosion] sighed.

"Ugh, what a swindler!"

so bad!
How bad!
……

Just as Seagull's shop business was booming, One Autumn Leaf and his companions, far away on the other side of the maze, chose a different tactic.

The minotaur warrior and the orc knight had just worked together to move a treasure chest they had found in a secluded corner to their carefully chosen ambush point—a necessary route near the "escape route."

Touching his non-existent nose bridge, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu began to explain the core of his "waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump" plan to his teammates.

"...According to the mission requirements, all loot obtained during the event needs to be taken to the teleportation point for recycling. Given the limited carrying capacity, actively hunting apprentices far from the teleportation point is quite inefficient. Therefore, our optimal strategy is not to search for prey, but to let the prey come to us with their harvest and loot from the maze!"

“Just waiting is no fun,” the impatient pig-headed knight suggested excitedly, waving his fist. “Let’s dig a few more traps around here!”

"Don't overdo it," Hu Wan said, leaning against the wall. "What if we scare them away?"

"No, this idea is actually very good."

Unlike usual, this time Yi Ye Zhi Qiu unexpectedly agreed with the pig-headed knight's idea, calmly analyzing, "According to the common sense of adventurers, the more traps there are and the more complex they are, the higher the value of the treasure behind them... Magic apprentices are smarter than them, so of course they can think of this as well. We can take advantage of this psychology of theirs to make them more convinced that there is treasure hidden behind the trap, or even take the bait willingly!"

"How about that? I can come up with some good ideas sometimes, right?" Pighead said smugly to Hu Wan.

Hu Wan, persuaded, shrugged.

"I'll listen to Brother Yiye."

The minotaur warrior clenched his fist and said with great enthusiasm.

"Let's do it that way!"

Under Yi Ye Zhi Qiu's command, the three players immediately began to act.

They had a clear division of labor, setting up one intricate trap after another around the treasure chest. There were simple tripwires, magical alarms that emitted a piercing noise when triggered, and even modified traps made from whatever materials were available.

For example, to add to the "surprise" for the magic apprentices, the pig-headed knight chuckled and lured a few acid slimes that were wandering nearby into the pitfall trap.

"Saint Seth—bah! Demon King above, if only a few lost female elves would come along! I don't ask for much, I'd be satisfied with B or above."

Hu Wan: "Hey, you're talking about levels, right?"

Minotaur Warrior: "By the way, does the Academy have any elven apprentices?"

Pig-headed Knight: "Of course! Dwarves have them too, it's written in the setting book, isn't it? They're just rarer."

One Leaf Knows Autumn: "..."

After completing all the preparations, the four skeletons quickly concealed themselves in the surrounding shadows, like patient hunters, quietly waiting for their prey to arrive.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps and conversations approached, and the first group of "unlucky guys" came into view.

The newcomers were none other than the spirited Kurs squad.

Having defeated several waves of monsters in succession, their confidence soared, and their initial wariness caused by the strange behavior of the undead in the maze vanished.

Just then, Kelich accidentally stepped on a tripwire that was almost fused to the ground. Almost simultaneously, a large net descended from the sky, heading straight for his head!

"pat-"

"Watch out!" Ruman reacted swiftly, using a wind blade spell to precisely sever the rope, allowing Kelich to narrowly escape.

"Damn...that was close."

Looking at the razor blades tied to the net, Kelich patted his chest with lingering fear, swallowed hard, and said, "Speaking of which, there are quite a few traps here. Should we go around them?"

However, he was interrupted as soon as he finished speaking.

"Avoid it? On the contrary, encountering a trap means we're on the right track!"

A smile played on Kurs' lips, his voice brimming with undeniable confidence. Looking at his two teammates who were staring at him, he continued with his meticulous analysis, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"What kind of places would need traps? If you were Mentor Merck, would you place traps in insignificant corners? If I were him, I would definitely concentrate the traps on things worth guarding—like the entrance to the second level of the maze!"

"My intuition tells me we're not far from it!"

Kelich and Ruhman exchanged a glance, both with surprised expressions.

like……

That makes some sense!

His surprised expression gradually turned into excitement, and Kerich stopped mentioning the detour.

The three proceeded cautiously, relying on their slightly stronger abilities and knowledge than ordinary mages, they overcame many traps along the way.

For example, a magical rune attached to a wall would trigger a paralysis effect if someone got close, but Kurs easily detonated it with a small pebble.

Then came the pressure trap disguised as gold coins, which he bypassed without even glancing at it, easily dodging the trigger-activated magic scroll hidden in the ceiling.

The third one was a mushroom that could release hallucinogenic spores. He simply waved his wand, and a fiery serpent shot out from the tip of the wand, sweeping away the fungus attached to the wall.

After successfully overcoming three traps, Kurtz's confidence soared. He even began to think that the "tests" designed by his mentor, Merck, were nothing special.

Finally, they reached the end of the trap area, where the treasure chest, casually placed in the middle of the road, was within reach.

Kurs was slightly taken aback when he realized it was a treasure chest, but after a brief pause, he looked triumphantly at his teammates.

"See... do you see that? With enough wisdom and strength, there is no test that cannot be passed!"

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"Just as I said, the traps here are so numerous, there must be a treasure chest behind them!"

Luman: "..."

Kelich: "...?"

Is that what this guy said?
Forget it...

It wasn't important anyway.

Even without the entrance to the second level of the maze, obtaining magical items is still quite good. The rewards from maze trials have always been decent, especially since this treasure chest is golden!

As Kurs boasted smugly, he stepped forward with his right foot, but just as his shoe touched the ground, he unfortunately stepped on a loose stone slab.

The stone slab made a crisp sound, instantly putting the three of them on edge.

Before they could react, the entire corridor floor seemed to flip over, swallowing them whole into boundless darkness.

obviously--

This trap was actually designed by Merck's mentor.

"What's going on—"

"what--!"

"Damn it! It's a pitfall trap—"

Amid horrified screams, the three unsuspecting individuals fell like dumplings into a pot, crashing heavily onto a soft, sticky "cushioning mat."

They were just about to say that their mentor, Merck, still had some conscience and hadn't made them faint from the fall when they saw clusters of pale green light staring at them.

Those were dozens of acid slimes!

For some reason, they had been lying in ambush in the pitfall traps, and were now enthusiastically "welcoming" these "food" that had fallen from the sky.

"Ahhhh——!"

A piercing scream echoed through the passage once again.

Before the three men's horrified eyes, the mage robes they had worn for many years were rapidly dissolving under the corrosive acid!
Before long, not only their clothes, but also their wooden wands turned into a puddle of slime, which was completely devoured by the acid slime...

In a disheveled state, Kurs no longer cared about the dignity of a strongman. He frantically pulled out a distress rune from his pocket and crushed it with all his might before being completely engulfed by the slime.

A beam of white light streamed from between his fingers and shot straight up to the ceiling.

Soon, two teaching assistants on patrol arrived after hearing the news and, with strange expressions, rescued the three unfortunate men, covered in slime and barely clothed, from the pit.

“Strange,” one of the male teaching assistants muttered to himself, puzzled, looking at the slime wriggling at the bottom of the pit. “How did an acid slime end up in a pitfall trap?”

He clearly remembered that the pitfall traps here were empty; at worst, an apprentice who stepped into the hole would only break a bone.

correct--

How did that treasure chest get here?
He was a little confused.

The female teaching assistant from the Holy Power School glanced at the middle-aged male teaching assistant from the Source Law School beside her: "Did you release this?"

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"How could that be... Every trap in the maze was designed by Mentor Merck himself; we were just involved in the construction."

But then again, Professor Merck really has a twisted sense of humor.

A pitfall trap is enough to render a magic apprentice who doesn't know levitation incapable of fighting. What's the point of adding a bunch of acid slimes inside?

Listening to the teaching assistants' indifferent chatter, Kurs, wrapped in a blanket and shivering, felt so ashamed and indignant that he wished he could disappear into the ground.

He had hoped to win the championship in this trial and become famous overnight, but he never expected to suffer such a humiliating defeat on the first level of the maze.

"Alright, guys, don't be discouraged. I'll take you out of here... Hmm, you'd better bring a change of clothes, it's quite cold outside."

Looking at the three young men wrapped in blankets, the female teaching assistant took out her wand and gently tapped it on the wall of the maze, attempting to summon a way out of the magic circle.

All patrolling assistants have control over the maze core and can remove disqualified magic apprentices from the maze when necessary.

However, something unexpected happened; she did not appear on the wall after escaping the magic circle.

She paused slightly, then frowned.

"What's going on..."

"Could it be that this area isn't connected to the maze core?" The middle-aged teaching assistant stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Kurs and the others. "The teleportation array here can't be activated. We'll have to trouble you to follow us for a while."

Kurs nodded, his voice trembling.

Utterly despondent, all he wanted now was to leave this place as soon as possible and end this nightmare; he didn't want anything else...

As the mages departed, four skeletons in the shadows not far away let out a soft sigh.

Pig-headed Knight: "Damn it! Where's my female elf? Why are there three grown men instead?!"

Not only did he not get a good look, but his eyes were also assaulted!

Tauren Warrior: "We miscalculated. They'll call for reinforcements again."

Hu Wan said speechlessly, "Now we haven't caught the person, and we can't recover the equipment either... Which idiot stuffed the acid slime in there just now?"

The minotaur warrior said in annoyance, "I told you we shouldn't have added that thing in! It was completely unnecessary!"

The pig-headed knight coughed awkwardly.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, let's think of another way..."

After pondering for a moment, Yi Yezhiqiu spoke, interrupting his teammates' argument.

"I just checked, and although we didn't capture those apprentices, we did incapacitate them to continue fighting, and the system still awarded us the event reward points."

Looking at his three teammates whose soul fire was gradually brightening within their skulls, he paused before continuing.

"This accident has given us a new idea—not only should we disable the apprentices, but we can also force them to call for support and withdraw from the trial. I have an idea: we can try to activate the distress runes on them."

The soul fire within the minotaur warrior's skull flashed suddenly, and he spoke excitedly.

"That's a good idea!"

"But... how do we activate the distress runes on them?" Hu Wan frowned and said in a low voice.

A single leaf falling heralds autumn, and she smiles slightly.

“I’ve heard of something called a ‘Revitalization Circle,’ which can actively activate magic scrolls or magical devices within an area. Although the character I’m currently controlling can’t actively cast spells, setting up a simple magic circle is still possible… It’s easy for me; I just need to borrow something from the monsters.”

Hu Wan and the others were slightly taken aback, but soon a mischievous smile appeared on their faces.

"Fuck!"

"666!"

"It has to be you!"

Looking at his three teammates who were full of admiration, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu coughed lightly and spoke in a tactful tone.

"I was just helping them... get out of this mess."

(End of this chapter)