This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 225 224. Demons Dance
Inside the cave, in front of the three, Puji jumped out and stepped on half of the scarecrow's straw body, giving it a domineering look around.

Then he was grabbed and killed by a scarecrow's claw, and his remains landed right at the edge of the crack, where they were cut in two by an invisible spatial force.

But this is just the beginning.

The next second, several mushroom cannons shot through the air, hurtling towards the other side of the rift!

The straw man in front of the crevice was instantly blasted to pieces, turning into a sky full of straw dust.

Immediately afterwards, a new Puji leaped out of the crack without stopping, and upon landing, attacked the nearest scarecrow without hesitation!

Dense mushroom cannons rained down wildly inside the narrow cave, the shockwaves from the explosions rattling the cave walls and causing rocks to fall continuously.

Vera and the other two huddled together against the cold rock wall in a corner, while Fei Yin struggled to maintain a thin shield, barely managing to keep the turbulent energy flow out.

There were quite a few straw men surrounding them, nearly thirty in total.

And now, they're being ganged up on by the Puji...

The poopy creatures on the other side of the rift leaped out one after another, and in the blink of an eye, their numbers had exceeded one hundred!

The small cave was crowded with white, round figures, and a few poopy creatures were even pushed and shoved by their companions, pressed against the surface of Fei Yin's trembling shield.

The scarecrow was quickly submerged in the splashing water and disappeared.

After eliminating the straw men, the Puji rushed out all at once.

"Vera... what do we do now?" Fei Yin's voice trembled noticeably. The continuous casting and high tension had left her mentally exhausted, and the chill seeping from the other side of the rift made her voice tremble even more.

"Puji isn't attacking us, let's get out now!"

In reality, rather than saying that Puji didn't attack them, it's more accurate to say that Puji completely ignored the humans and focused all its attention on the monsters.

Fei Ling nodded vigorously, a glimmer of hope burning in her eyes: "If only Puji could take care of all those guys outside..."

However, when the three of them cautiously stepped out of the cave, the sight before them made them hold their breath instantly.

The entire fifth floor was turned upside down!

As far as the eye can see, there is only battlefield.

Puji and the Scarecrow were locked in a fierce battle, with the sound of "Bobo" mushroom cannons firing incessantly, interspersed with the occasional "boom" of Puji's self-destruction.

Moreover, besides the scarecrow, they also saw many monsters that were clearly not from the Amethyst Dungeon.

A Puji was wielding sharp tentacle blades, locked in close combat with the Scarecrow. Not far away, a giant carapace worm suddenly burst in, ignoring the three of them, including Vera, who were right next to it. Its massive body, carrying the momentum to crush everything, charged straight at the Puji and the Scarecrow in the midst of the melee!

Using its own weight, it crushed both of them under its body. Then the worm lay still with its neck retracted, its huge mouthparts wriggling as if chewing on the prey it had just captured.

Occasionally, other scarecrows or poop-like creatures might attack, but they wouldn't hurt or itch when they hit its shell.

The three also encountered a reptile covered in slime that hissed and sprayed corrosive venom at them. But before they could even engage, the approach of several scarecrows forced the reptile to turn its attention to the new threat.

Chaos wasn't just on the ground. Beneath the dome, bathed in the glow of the mushrooms, countless bats were engaged in a fierce aerial battle with a swarm of large moths, with figures occasionally falling or exploding into fragments.

The fifth floor seems to have become a chaotic battleground for crazed monsters!
In the midst of this extreme chaos, a swift black shadow suddenly broke through the dust and rushed straight at the three of them!

Having just killed a poisonous lizard with an arrow, Fei Ling didn't have time to react. She instinctively turned around, drew her bow, and shot the arrow!
The arrow grazed the shadow and missed!
Vera immediately stepped forward and shielded the two girls behind her.

At the critical moment, a melodious voice spoke in slightly broken human language: "Wait! I am not a monster! Three human friends, could you tell me... where exactly is this?"

As the smoke and dust dissipated, the true form of the dark figure was revealed.

A face of exquisite beauty adorned with two green markings, long, elegant pointed ears, and a pair of deep, bright emerald eyes that seemed to hold fragments of starlight—

An elf!
"W-Where is this…" Fei Ling clearly hadn't grasped the point of the question, repeating somewhat blankly, "A dungeon…" Fei Yin immediately reacted, adding clearly and urgently, "The Amethyst Dungeon! The fifth floor!"

"I see!" A look of understanding flashed in the elf's eyes. "It's that underground city controlled by you humans!"

"Now is not the time to talk! Let's go!" Vera gripped her scimitar tightly, the blade pointing warily in the direction where the melee was still raging, and warned.

"It's not convenient for me to go back from there, let me go with you!" As the elf spoke, his hands quickly crossed in front of his chest, forming a strange hand seal.

A vibrant green magical light instantly flowed and converged in his palm!
Not far away, at the feet of two scarecrows that were trying to pounce, tough vines broke through the soil and instantly wrapped tightly around their straw stems, making them unable to move.

Druid!
Vera glanced at it and nodded: "Let's go!"

Taking advantage of the chaos of the battlefield, the group finally managed to retreat to the entrance of the stairs, albeit with great difficulty.

As soon as I stepped onto the cold stone steps, a familiar figure came into view—it was the swordsman I had lost contact with!
However, his teammates were nowhere to be found, and the swordsman himself was seriously injured and unconscious, lying on the steps with a pool of dark red blood beneath him. A hideous wound on his waist and abdomen was still oozing blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Beside him lay several straw doll corpses—the safe zone seemed to be gradually becoming ineffective.

Vera immediately reached for the healing potion at her waist, but was stopped by the elf.

Vera looked on in confusion, only to see the elf crouching beside the swordsman. She stretched out her slender fingers, hovering them an inch above the wound, and a soft, vibrant emerald green light shone from her fingertips, stopping the continuous bleeding.

The swordsman's tightly furrowed brows twitched slightly, and his heavy eyelids struggled to open a crack.

"Cough...cough..." He tried to sit up, but the movement aggravated the wound in his waist and abdomen, and cold sweat instantly covered his pale forehead.

"Don't move!" Vera immediately knelt down, one hand firmly pressing on his trembling shoulder, her voice filled with concern, "How are you feeling?"

“…They’re all gone…They…They all perished inside…” The swordsman coughed violently, spitting out a trickle of blood, his eyes filled with despair as he stared into the dark depths of the staircase. “I can’t get out either, don’t…don’t waste your magic on me…”

"Stop talking such discouraging things!" Vera's voice suddenly rose, and without the slightest hesitation, she quickly pulled a dark purple potion from the leather pouch at her waist and poured it down the swordsman's throat in his astonished gaze.

"Ugh—!" Caught off guard, the swordsman felt the scalding hot liquid burn his throat like lava before being poured into his stomach.

An indescribable surge of violent heat suddenly erupted, sweeping through his entire body. Veins bulged on his neck and forehead, and his originally pale face instantly flushed an unnatural red. His pupils contracted violently.

"What's this?!"

“The ‘Boiling Blood Potion’ that unleashes potential,” Vera said, watching the swordsman’s reaction closely. “It allows you to stand up temporarily. After the effects wear off, there will be a strong backlash, but it’s still better than dying here!”

"Haha...cough...haha," the swordsman stared at Vera for a while, then suddenly laughed, coughing as he laughed, "'Good guy Vera,' you know, when everyone's drinking, they all say you'll eventually fall victim to meddling in other people's business?"

Feeling the power returning to his body, the swordsman stood up with Vera's help: "Vera... if... if I really make it out of here alive, this life... is yours! I owe you!"

"Then you'd better try your best to survive, otherwise I'll be at a loss," Vera said with a smile.

Fei Lingfeiyin was already used to Vera's way of doing things and was not surprised.

The elf's gaze lingered on Vera's retreating figure, her eyes flickering as if she were lost in thought.

With an additional seriously wounded member in the group, their pace inevitably slowed down.

Fortunately, the situation on the upper floors is much better than that on the fifth floor, where monsters roam freely.

The sporadic monster attacks encountered along the way were also resolved without serious harm thanks to the powerful nature magic of the elf druid.

When they saw the light of day again, they were greeted by the guards' incredulous exclamations.

"Damn it! At a time like this, how could anyone still be alive?!" A guard snapped back to reality and yelled hoarsely at his companion, "Quick! Stretcher! There's a seriously wounded person here! Move it!"

The group of people who finally made it back to town found people being evacuated en masse...

(End of this chapter)