Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"Watching a show?"

“Yeah,” Toll said earnestly, “Look, we’ve gone from the first level to this one, and we’re about to start the next one. Doesn’t it feel like watching a monkey navigate through obstacles in a specific environment?”

“We are monkeys, and we are rewarded with a few bananas so that people outside the fence can watch us perform. Doesn’t that make sense?”

A careless remark from the toddler opened a new world for Domi.

Yes, why must desired goals and benefits be related to physical advantages? They can also be linked to psychological benefits!

"Thank you, Tutor. I think I can think about things from more angles now!"

Originally, he only wanted to give Domi a piece of his mind, but unexpectedly, it sparked his thinking. Tuo'er scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly: "Haha, is that so? Well, keep thinking, I'm just giving you a starting point, the rest is up to you..."

"Tch... How shameless." Afu's face showed disgust and contempt.

Forty-seven looked at him with a strange expression.

The five-minute break flew by, much like a mid-training break during military training under the scorching sun.

With another flash of white light, they were teleported directly to the next level's arena.

The moment I opened my eyes, a gust of wind blew straight in, almost making me lose my footing.

Fortunately, the goggles that Domi gave me were useful even after changing the level.

This story tells us just how important it is for adventurers to wear goggles. Just as the West cannot exist without Jerusalem, a true adventurer cannot exist without goggles—as some unknown blond guy said.

The scene before me resembled the bottom of the East African Rift Valley, with only one passageway in sight and towering cliffs on both sides, leaving almost no way to retreat or hide.

That unreasonable gale came from the end of the passage.

Behind them was the most terrifying thing in this level—a wall covered with two-meter-long spikes that was constantly squeezing their living space.

Once someone loses their balance due to the strong wind, they will be thrown around and eventually crash into this wall, where they will be riddled with pincushions, just like Domi was when he was ganged up on by the Xisha Knights.

Moreover, each of those sharp spikes is a full two meters long and extremely dense. Once they pierce you, you'll be lucky to survive; being rescued is a pipe dream.

Almost everyone swallowed hard.

It seems that if you don't want to be turned into sashimi, you have to keep walking towards the windy spot despite the strong wind!

The wind blows forward!

Those who have survived to this day are certainly not stupid; they are all extremely clever and quickly figured out the mechanism of this level.

Tor walked straight up to Domi and the other two, shouting as if his voice would be carried away by the wind:

"I'm big, I'll hold the front! You all follow behind me!"

He thought he finally had a chance to show off, but to his surprise, Domi wasn't having any of it. She walked up to him, first using slime gel to create a streamlined windbreak barrier, and then covering its surface with a layer of wind magic to help break through the wind.

But Domi didn't seem to intend to keep the wind-breaking barrier for himself, and directly handed it to Tor, shouting the same thing:

"Holding this windbreaker will make things much easier. Also, don't get blown away. If you are blown away, everyone hiding behind you will be killed along with you!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Then, Domi called over the group from the long-range turret and Justin as well.

Tashan, Domi, and Barnett followed closely behind Tori, each supporting his body with one hand to help him share some of the pressure.

The others followed behind, placing their hands on Domi and the others' shoulders, gradually transferring their strength to Toor.

Justin brought up the rear, responsible for clearing out any troublemakers who tried to cause trouble.

Thus, the first Windbreaker Squad embarked on its journey.

To be honest, the wind-breaking barrier created by combining slime gel and wind magic was truly enviable to others. They tried to make a similar one, but due to insufficient resources, they could only use clay as a substitute, which was much less efficient. Moreover, it was constantly being worn down and developing holes due to wind erosion, and it was in danger of collapsing at any time...

But no matter what, let's get started first. If we wait any longer, the spikes behind will poke their swallow-like skins.

Nearly six teams were walking through the Great Rift Valley, which looked quite magical.

For example, Domi's team only had eight people, while the larger teams had as many as ten or more.

It wasn't that they wanted to make the team too bulky, but there really weren't many people who knew earth magic, so they had to squeeze in a few. Having more people to help push was a good thing.

We walked for a while against the howling wind, which sounded like ghosts wailing and gods howling. As we got further away, the wind seemed to get even stronger.

If before it was a baby from the Wind God's family blowing in the wind, now it's the Wind God's wife blowing in the wind.

Along with them came unidentified flying insects, like locusts passing through, which splattered onto the barrier and the bodies and faces of the members behind it.

Just being touched by them causes an itchy sensation, which Justin suffers greatly from, causing him to bristle on the spot.

Domi quickly realized the purpose of these insects: they were purely there to annoy them, so that the team would fall apart or lose power and eventually be blown away.

He immediately used fire magic to create a shield that enveloped the main body of the team. It was a bit hot, but at least they wouldn't be bitten by insects.

The priest and Harun's team also survived the crisis, protected by the holy shield conjured by the priest.

But other teams with insufficient capabilities were not so lucky.

The two teams with the most members were thrown into chaos. Not only were the players at the front itching unbearably, but the members behind them, despite being itchy themselves, were still helping the vanguard scratch their itch.

But as the situation worsened, the initial itching turned into an intense itch. The vanguard at the top could no longer bear it, and with a sudden release of his strength, the barrier was blown away, along with the people behind it.

The screams were fleeting, immediately blown away by the wind.

Puff puff puff puff...

About twenty people crashed into the spiked wall and were instantly riddled with holes.

There were even several people strung together like sandwiches; the scene was simply unbearable to watch.

The already limited six teams were reduced to only four in an instant.

The insect swarm was gone, and next came the muddy road, like a riverbank after a downpour. The already damp soil became even wetter after the rain.

Stepping on it felt like stepping on a lump of oozing diarrhea!

You could easily fall if you're not careful.

In such a situation, especially for a forward holding a barrier, if they slip and fall, the consequences are predictable.

They've come up with all sorts of tricks...

This level feels like it's designed to kill them all.

Of course, Domi wouldn't let it succeed so easily; they would meet force with force and water with water.

If he hadn't known so much magic, things would have been really difficult to handle. He patted Tori's shoulder to make him stop for a moment, then placed his hand on the ground.

Plant-based magic erupted, sprouting a dense array of vines from the moist soil, stretching all the way to the horizon.

The irregular growth of vines greatly increases friction, much like laying down a road with even greater friction, thus preventing slipping.

Everyone praised Domi for being so damn clever, that he could even come up with such a method.

However, Domi overlooked one thing.

That is, he only paved the way for the front and didn't care about the ones behind. They were the ones who moved the fastest, while only the priest and his group followed behind and reaped the benefits. The other two groups were not so lucky.

With a few more screams, one team was wiped out because their vanguard fell to the ground, while another team slipped in the middle, causing a chain reaction that dragged down their poor vanguard as well, resulting in a similar wipeout.

The spiked wall must be a bloody mess by now...

Seeing the miserable state of his fellow priests, the priest couldn't help but open his squinty eyes a little, his eyes filled with fear.

By now, he had a rough idea that this secret realm seemed to be a little different. He didn't want to gamble on that possibility. If he was eliminated, he would really die, and then everything would be over.

So he immediately shouted forward, "Death Omen! If you need any help, just say so!"

“Okay!” Domi shouted back.

Facing the unknown road ahead, he also needs more support.

The last sixteen people were like a small boat on a turbulent sea in the face of nature's fierce winds, in danger of capsizing and being swallowed by fish at any moment.

Having traversed countless muddy and deadly sections of road by stepping on vines, another ruthless move has appeared!

It's unclear which unscrupulous person scattered sleeping powder in the wind; these highly potent particles spread among the crowd with the howling wind.

Domi practiced various common potions while studying pharmacology in the castle on the mountaintop, including sleeping potions.

Judging from the smell, this is the original formula. It has strong medicinal power, but also has many side effects. It is far less effective than the popular ones today, but now is not the time to discuss this.

Domi immediately told everyone not to breathe, and then used his wind magic to disperse the powder.

The countermeasures were timely, but everyone had ingested some of it, and some with poor drug resistance were already drowsy.

Domi possessed a "Natural Body," making him almost immune to such things, and thus the most clear-headed among the sixteen people present.

His mind raced, nearly overloaded, but before things spiraled out of control, he came up with a solution: to make rope from the toughest vines.

"Everyone, tie the vines around your waists and make a tight knot!"

He also gave one to the priest who was helping his vanguard to expel the effects of the drug.

At the same time, the three heroes of Black Night Manor were summoned to take over the Wind-Breaking Barrier from the increasingly powerless Toer.

After that, everyone should go to sleep or go to bed.

However, because Domi and his group had made preparations in advance, they were able to stand up even when everyone except Domi, Forty-Seven, and Justin fell down.

At this point, a white line representing the finish line can be seen.

Domi immediately directed the three strong men to hold up the barrier and drag the group of corpses step by step toward the finish line. Although the speed was slow, at least they could move. Because they were entangled by vines, as long as they stayed close together, they were not afraid that anyone would be blown away.

The priest, having been the first to cure the vanguard, allowed the bear-transformed druid Harun to shed his burdens and walk, even faster than Domi and the others.

Finally, they reached the finish line first, in a place where the strong winds couldn't reach them. They squinted their eyes and smiled broadly as they watched them struggle forward with difficulty.

"Omen of Death, do you need me to lend you a hand?"

For some reason, the last chapter went to Volume 3 by itself...

It may have its own ideas.

Too lazy to revise it, anyway there are only a few chapters left in Volume 3.

Chapter 146, page 145: Creating a god? I can do that too!

Even though Domi couldn't see the priest's face, he could imagine what kind of expression he had right now.