After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Amid Thorne's frantic shouts, the spearmen lined up in a row, with two shield bearers flanking Medivh on either side. Dane stood alone on the front line, while the remaining scouts and crossbowmen also found advantageous positions for the battle.

Those who can break into this place are no ordinary people, and their teams are also led by a great mage, making them capable of handling the challenge from the Lord of the Labyrinth.

Although the underground room was spacious, its total height was only thirty meters. Even with the birdman's high flying speed, he immediately swooped down to land after sensing Medivh's zero-frame spatial confinement spell.

The confinement unfolded like a prism, and the instant the birdman stepped onto the ground, Dane, whose body was faster than a cannonball, swiftly and irresistibly attacked it.

The giant axe, accompanied by a gale, caused the birdman, who had lost his advantage in flight, to show no panic. His nearly ten-meter-long, jet-black wings suddenly unfurled, and Dane's body paused in sync, his movements suddenly becoming incredibly slow.

"A sluggish stance?"

Medivh never expected to see such ancient magic here.

Ancient magic mostly relies on a powerful system of laws, and its effects are simple and intuitive, but the reason why most of them have been eliminated is also very simple—they are unstable.

For example, the little girl named Lisa, who grew up in the military, mainly uses long-range bombardment and penetrating magic to attack, and tries her best to avoid head-on combat on the battlefield.

However, thanks to their powerful physiques, the monsters' sluggish force field became a deadly weapon against human warriors.

"Back off!"

With a roar from Medivh, the appearance of the Sluggish Stance effectively neutralized most of Dane's role as a front-line fighter.

The staff glowed, and the birdman approaching Dane was suppressed by dense magical rays. Magic stars scattered in the air fell like rain. The birdman used his wings to cover his body and released the sluggish force field.

Dane, who had just resumed normal operations, intended to take the opportunity to assassinate the enemy, but after hearing Medivh's order, he had no choice but to sigh regretfully and retreat back to the group in a few steps.

The ensuing battle became straightforward. Medivh stepped forward, leaning on his staff, and the moment his gaze met the birdman's, the extended magic circle sealed off the entire underground space.

The bombardment spell, combined with the piercing spell, unleashed the power of the archmage without reservation. The birdman was only a step too late in retreating when countless rays of light bombarded him, engulfing him in the surge of magical power.

The mournful cry of the eagle was incredibly shrill, and the relentless bombardment lasted for a full five minutes. Unable to bear the light pollution, Dane turned his head and happened to witness the absurd scene of some kind of active chain pulling the mother elephant into the room.

Dane poked his head out, his eyes wide, and then he vomited.

What exactly is that thing? What exactly is a hero?! How can it match the size of an elephant?!

"They're really tenacious."

Medivh sighed softly, turning to remind Dane to immediately coordinate with him for the final blow, only to find Dane bending over, putting his arm around the soldier's shoulder, and vomiting terribly.

"Why did you have to do it at this time..."

The charred birdman suddenly attacked, kicking out with a sharp eagle claw at incredible speed. Medivh, regaining his senses, swiftly drew his sword to block, and the two clashed with a clang, creating a dazzling flash of light.

The spearman immediately stepped forward and thrust, and Dane, who didn't even have time to wipe his mouth, also leaped and swung his axe to chop at the birdman's head.

The sluggish stance unfolded again, and everyone seemed to have entered a slow-motion movie set. The spearmen were decapitated one by one, and before the blood could even fall to the ground, the birdman dodged a slowly drifting arrow and pounced on Medivh again.

However, the moment the claws tore through Medivh's chest, the birdman's expression suddenly changed.

Space violently trembled, and the triggered gravity magic instantly acted upon the birdman's entire body, shattering the earth like a spider web. Layers of magic circles began to appear above its head, instantly crushing the birdman, its powerful wings unable to cling to the floor.

Blood mingled in the air, both sides were immobilized, and only Dane's giant axe continued to swing down at the birdman.

It was slow, but its strength, befitting an S-class adventurer, was incredibly formidable.

Click! Click!

The birdman's steel-like head was cleaved in two along the axe blade, and because of the sluggish field, the pain the birdman felt was even more distinct and prolonged.

It tried to shake its head to escape the gravity magic, but all it heard was the cracking sound of its neck bones.

The birdman ultimately underestimated the great mage, especially one with countless combat experiences.

The speed returned to normal at some point, and with a splash, the water hit the ground. As Dane fell to the ground in a sorry state, the birdman was also split in two and died instantly amidst splattering blood and brains.

"Don't lose your vigilance as an adventurer, Dane."

Medivh took out some medicine to clean the wounds and glanced helplessly at Dane, who was getting up from the ground. If Dane hadn't been holding back, the entire squad would probably have been wiped out here.

After saying that, Medivh looked at the soldiers who had stood in front of him at the crucial moment and said sadly, "Take their bodies out..."

Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Dane, still shaken, dared not look at the room. With his back to the firelight, he asked, "What about Thorne? Should we kill him here?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Medivh shook his head; Thorne's current state was beyond the comprehension of any common sense.

What normal person could knock an elephant so hard it's completely disoriented?

There are no limits to curiosity; any outlandish curiosity will eventually come crashing down, simply because the pull of reality is too heavy.

So Thorne changed reality...

"Killing him would be unwise, after all, we can't imagine what the consequences would be. I just tried, and with magic alone, I can't take him away; he has become one with this dungeon."

After a brief explanation, Medivh ordered, "I suspect the birdmen's activity caused the monster horde to riot. Now that the birdmen have been dealt with, once we return to the surface, we should immediately gather a large army to seal off the underground city."

"I will personally invite Duke Oswald to come over so we can discuss a solution together."

For Medivh, just knowing that Thorne was here was enough; he could leave most of the problems to Oswald to worry about.

What he is more concerned about now is the sudden time tremor that occurred not long ago; perhaps the royal city is already in crisis.

If the curse were to erupt, he could learn from his previous two experiences and use the hero Thorne to create a nest, thus drawing the cursed avatar away.

However, the cursed incarnation that controls the power of time is probably more troublesome than he imagined.

The group descended the spiral staircase, level by level, back to the surface. Thanks to the previous clearing of the monsters and the death of the dungeon lord, the return journey was much easier.

Dane was still basking in the glory of conquering the dungeon. Although Mr. Medivh had taken on most of the pressure for him, the dungeon master had died under his axe no matter what.

Completely conquering a dungeon is a feat that countless adventurers would never even dare to dream of.

Pushing open the castle gate, whether by chance or not, a thick fog enveloped the area outside, just as hazy as the day they entered the underground city, obscuring the path ahead.

Medivh frowned and smacked Dale on the head, who was baring his big teeth.

"Step back, and don't forget the warning I told you about!"

Upon hearing this, everyone followed Medivh back to the castle. Just as Medivh activated his wind magic to disperse the fog, a gaze from an unknown direction startled the hairs on his body.