Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

Liu Nian looked at the other people in the group. The dwarves and orcs all looked excited, but the human mages and dark elves' expressions, besides excitement, also contained a hint of smugness and mockery...

In Liu Nian's mind, all the fragments began to piece together—

At the first fork in the road, the dark elf said there were sounds of fighting on the left, so they ended up taking the right. Liu Nian was puzzled at the time, wondering why his senses couldn't detect anything.

Then a large number of undead blocked the way. The human mage said, "It's not easy to fight them." The dark elf immediately said, "I know a shortcut."

On the path, two groups of people "coincidentally" appeared and started fighting. They "coincidentally" fought further and further apart, giving them space.

The dark elves volunteered to explore and quickly discovered the entrance to the secret realm hidden in the tree hollow.

now--

The "unexpected gains" that Barlow received from his three previous failed missions turned out to be all the items needed to open this password door.

Stone slabs, rhomboid crystals, gears, crystal balls.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Isn't that a coincidence?

At this point, all the details and the parts that he felt were off all matched up.

Liu Nian's lips curled up slightly.

So that's what happened.

He looked at Barlow's back—the short, stout dwarf was standing with his hands on his hips, smugly waiting for the stone door to open, completely unaware that he had walked into a trap set by someone else.

Pig butchering scam.

They give you a taste of success first, making you believe in your "good luck".

They will then lure you in step by step, making you sink deeper and deeper.

In the final round, you'll lose everything you've earned and be left penniless.

As for why Barlow was designed—

Liu Nian glanced at the door, then at the human mage and the night elf.

He guessed that they probably couldn't open the door.

They need Barlow's talent.

Once the door opens, Barlow will be useless.

Killing a level 122 dwarf won't cause much of a reaction.

As for the others—the orc, the dwarf, and myself—I'm guessing they're also on the kill list.

"Boom!"

Liu Nian raised his head and looked at the stone door that was slowly opening.

The stone door slid open to both sides, revealing a long passageway behind it. The walls on both sides of the passageway were inlaid with luminous crystals, illuminating the entire passage. At the end of the passageway, a larger space could be vaguely seen, with light shimmering within.

"It's open! It's open!" The dwarf with the big hammer jumped up excitedly. "Let's go, let's go in and take a look!"

"Thank you, Balo," the human mage suddenly said, a gentle smile on his face.

Barlow waved his hand: "You're welcome!"

Then he froze.

"Why...why are you thanking me?"

"Because we can't open this door." The human mage's smile deepened.

"I know! But—"

The night elf chimed in, "We've been studying this broken door for half a month. We know what tools we need, but we have absolutely no idea how to use them. It's all thanks to you, Brother Barlow. You opened it for us with such ease."

Barlow's face began to turn pale.

The orc Tuka also realized what was happening, his brow furrowing: "You knew about this place all along?"

"Of course," the human mage said, spreading his hands. "Otherwise, why do you think we should take this path?"

The dwarf with the big hammer still didn't quite understand. He looked at this and then at that, scratching his head as he asked, "So... are we still going in?"

"Get in my ass!!!"

A gruff voice came from above.

Immediately afterwards, several figures entered the stone chamber.

Two ogres, five barbarians.

It was those two "enemies" who had just been fighting to the death.

Now that they are standing side by side, there is no trace of a fight between them.

Immediately afterwards, another figure drifted in—a player shrouded in a black robe, holding a white bone staff, with eerie green flames flickering in the eye sockets of the skull embedded at the top of the staff.

Necromancer.

He landed silently, like a falling leaf.

In addition to the already exposed night elves and human mages—

Ten people.

The stone chamber wasn't large to begin with, and once those people stood inside, they instantly blocked the only exit completely.

Barlow's face turned completely pale.

"You...you all..."

"You don't actually think you're lucky, do you?" the necromancer in the black robes spoke, his voice chilling, as if drifting from a grave. "In fact, you're incredibly unlucky. Otherwise, how could we have killed you three times in a row?"

Barlow opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The orc Tuka gripped his shield tightly, stepping in front of Balo and shielding him behind him. The dwarf Hammer raised his great axe, glaring at the enemy before him.

"What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?"

The ogre at the front grinned, revealing a set of sharp, yellow teeth. He raised his spiked club—thicker than Ballow himself, covered in dried blood and bits of flesh.

"We'll take you home for free."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his spiked club, but it was the night elf standing behind the orc who launched the attack.

His figure vanished from the spot without warning or a sound. The next second, he appeared behind the orc Tuka.

The dagger flashed with a cold light.

Tuka was already restrained; his body was frozen in place, unable to move.

The ogre strode forward, raising his spiked club high and bringing it down with a whistling sound.

"Pfft!"

A muffled thud.

Tuka's helmet caved in, and blood spurted out from the gap. His health bar went from full to empty—an instant kill.

The massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Tuka!!!"

The dwarf with the great hammer roared, his eyes instantly turning red. He swung his great axe horizontally towards the night elf—

But a barbarian had already charged in front of him.

The battle axe swept in at the opposite angle, colliding violently with the dwarf's great axe.

"Bang—!!!"

A loud bang.

The dwarf's short, stocky body was cleaved away by the giant axe, flying like a tattered sack, crashing heavily against the stone wall, sliding down, and remaining motionless.

"No—!" Barlow's exclamation had barely left his mouth when a layer of frost formed beneath his feet.

With a light tap of his staff, the human mage unleashed an ice ring from the ground, instantly freezing Balor in place.

The necromancer in the black robe raised his withered hand, and a black ray shot out from his fingertip, striking Balo in the chest.

Balo's health bar instantly dropped to zero.

His short, stout body collapsed to the ground, his face still filled with terror.

In the blink of an eye, all three teammates fell.

Liu Nian was left standing alone in the same spot.

He looked at the ten people in front of him, his expression unchanged.

There was no anger, no fear, not even a flicker of emotion.

It's like watching a bunch of clowns jumping around.

The leader of the ogres then turned his gaze to him.

"Sun Elf..." He narrowed his eyes, looking Liu Nian up and down, then suddenly realized, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. You're the guild leader of Dawn Guild, right?"

Liu Nian didn't say anything.

She just watched him quietly.

A barbarian leaned close to the ogre's ear and whispered, "What should we do with this guy? Kill him or not? He's a higher level than all of us; keeping him alive is a problem."

The cannibal stepped forward, forcing a harmless smile onto his face.

"My friend, this has nothing to do with you. You can leave now if you want."