As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

Rushing into the cave, they found themselves in front of a damp stairwell leading downwards, with two mangled corpses at the bottom of the stairs.

"I think they might have been killed by the fall," a newbie commented as he stopped to watch.

"Stop analyzing here. With such a commotion, the enemy will react quickly if you don't charge now." The old ghost behind the newbie pushed him forward.

"Enemy attack! Form ranks!"

At the end of the passage ahead, four Judgment Knights clad in heavy armor and wielding round shields and spears quickly blocked the narrow entrance.

Faced with this kind of positional warfare by a regular army, ordinary bandits would probably find it difficult to make any progress.

But what they faced was a horde of mad dogs composed of players who had just consumed [Basic Berserk Potion] and were fearless in the face of death.

"Charge!!" Big Pineapple charged ahead, completely ignoring the gleaming spear.

A spear pierced his shoulder, drawing a spray of blood.

The pain-blocking system made Big Pineapple only frown, then he grabbed the gun barrel with his other hand and grinned maliciously, "Got you!"

"What?!" the knight exclaimed in shock.

Before he could even retract his spear, the players behind Big Pineapple surged forward like a tidal wave.

"Form an array? Screw you!"

A player with the ID "[Angry Bro]" slid forward and grabbed the knight's leg tightly: "Brothers! Hold onto his leg! Lock him down!"

"I've conquered all three lanes! Once my health bar is revealed, I'll slaughter even the gods!"

Another player, wielding a newly purchased finely forged iron sword, specifically targeted the back of the knees and groin areas not covered by armor.

The narrow terrain, which was originally an advantage for the knights, has now become their nightmare.

The spear was useless, and the shield was forcibly torn open by a group of fearless madmen.

Players have completely abandoned defense by utilizing the resurrection mechanism and the attack power boosts provided by potions.

This reckless fighting style instantly shattered the regular army's formation. The four elite knights didn't even last a minute before they were overwhelmed by a flurry of punches and swords, turning into four corpses stripped down to their underwear.

Stepping over the knight's corpse, the group rushed through the passage, where a bright and open space suddenly appeared before them.

This is an alchemy laboratory transformed from a huge natural cave. The air is filled with the smell of formaldehyde and blood, and various deformed, stitched-together monsters are kept in iron cages all around.

Sterling was standing at the entrance to the inner laboratory, clad in full armor, including iron boots, and holding a longsword that radiated a divine light.

"Do you think you can challenge the authority of the judgment simply because you outnumber people?"

With a swing of his longsword, Sterling unleashed a divine sword aura that instantly cleaved the two players at the forefront in half, turning them into white light and vanishing.

Big Pineapple rushed behind the two players. The two players in front of him blocked the blows for him, and he took the opportunity to slash Sterling's armor with his sword, only to get a pitiful -5 damage.

"Such high defense! Physical attacks can't penetrate it!"

Sterling had already reacted and was about to raise his sword to give chase when Diablo unleashed an ice spike spell on the ground between them. Soft water droplets hit the ground, exploded, and instantly turned into huge ice clusters that separated the two.

"A trivial skill."

Sterling snorted and was about to step forward to shatter the cluster of ice crystals when his iron boots landed on the ice, causing him to stumble for a moment.

Just then, the database deletion team, which had been observing the overhead structure, made their move.

"Give me a bed!!"

He didn't throw the last [Frost Magic Bomb] at Sterling, but instead aimed it precisely at the huge stalactite above Sterling's head!

"Boom!"

The explosion snapped the base of the stalactites, and several tons of sharp boulders crashed down!

"Damn it!" Sterling had no choice but to raise his shield to take the blow that came from the sky.

"Clang!" The boulder was bounced away by his terrifying force, but he was also knocked to one knee, and dust rose up.

Moen, who had been silently following at the back of the group, suddenly took a step forward.

Centered on Moen, a visible ring of icy blue energy ripples instantly swept across the entire area!

Sterling was about to stand up when he was swept by the ripple. He felt an extremely cold force penetrate his bones, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

[Enemy Effect: Movement speed reduced by 40%, loss of balance]

At the same time, a layer of eerie blue frost flames ignited on the weapons in the hands of all the players.

[Frostfire Oath: All allies gain +15% attack speed, and their basic attacks deal 15-25 points of ice magic damage]

"That's the mentor's buff!"

"Magic damage! It can break through defenses!"

Big Pineapple, gazing at the blue flames emanating from his sword, roared excitedly, "Brothers! We've been enhanced! Charge!"

Before Sterling could recover from the deceleration, he saw dozens of burly men with weapons blazing with blue flames rushing towards him.

"Get out of my way!" He swung his sword, but the players were too agile, and Sterling's movements slowed down noticeably, causing him to miss.

The players' swords struck Sterling again, and -28, -35, and -42 damage numbers appeared above his head.

Although the damage per hit is not high, there are just too many of them!

Dozens of enchanted weapons rained down, and Sterling's health bar began to drop visibly.

"Hold him down!!"

Someone shouted, and five or six strength-type players, ignoring Sterling's sword, pounced on him and grabbed his limbs and waist tightly.

"Insolence! I am a Knight of Judgment..." Sterling roared, but his voice was quickly drowned out.

"Screw your judgment!"

The remaining players targeted gaps in the armor, underarms, neck, and visor holes in the faceplate; any exposed skin was doomed to be struck.

"Stab! Stab him!"

There were no epic battles, just a bunch of haphazard punches that defeated the master.

Sterling was worn down to death by the players in extreme humiliation.

"We won!! We killed the mini-boss!"

Before the cheers could even begin, Moen's voice interrupted them: "Stop celebrating, save people, retreat."

Old Gui immediately opened the laboratory door, and the researchers inside had somehow escaped from the other side of the laboratory.

Rushing to the operating table, they found that the newbies had been tortured to the point of being in a weakened state and could not even walk.

"Boss... I can't move..." the newbie [I want to go home] said weakly.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

Big Pineapple pierced the newbie's heart with a single sword strike. Rather than letting them suffer like this, it's better to send them back to the respawn point to rebuild their bodies.

Several beams of white light rose up, and although the captured player lost a level, he was finally free from his misery.

"Delete the database! Carry Uncle Hansen on your back! Let's retreat!"

When we returned to the camp, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Hansen survived after emergency treatment, but whether his left arm will be able to move again is up to fate.

"Mentor, will there be pursuers?" Big Pineapple looked out of the camp with some worry.

Moen stood in the morning light and shook his head.

"Conducting human experiments without authorization is a serious crime that violates church law, and they are more afraid of being exposed than we are."

"Get some rest," Moen said softly. "At least we're safe until they've dealt with that lab."