Chapter 128 – Cat Dad in Pangu Church’s Headquarters Dungeon (3)


    Proceeding through the B1 floor was strangely easy. Xiaomao didn’t encounter any monster or a patrol unit of the Pangu cultists. However, bloodstain, dented walls, wed ground, and broken weapons were noticeable as Xiaomao got deeper.


    ‘Has someone fought in here recently?’


    As soon as Xiaomao found the trace ofbat here, he stopped proceeding forward. He rechecked the recent game messages.


    <You have entered Pangu Cult Dungeon.>


    At a nce, there was nothing unusual. However, for Xiaomao, this indicated additional information – The game didn’t tell him that Xiaomao was the first yer in this dungeon!


    At least five yers discovered this dungeon before Xiaomao!


    Because yers had discovered this ce before him, there might be other yers in this dungeon!


    ‘Has a guild or someone pledged allegiance to the Pangu Church?’


    Xiaomao decelerated his flying sword. Instead of rushing forward, he moved at a cruise speed while he was invisible.


    Going further, more traces of battles became more obvious as broken weapons began to vanish one after another. This phenomenon was one of many warnings from the dungeon that a new batch of dungeon monsters would be respawned in a few seconds.


    rmed by the hint, Xiaomao pped the hilt of the flying sword, forcing it to go faster. The sword acted like a panicking horse, jetting forward at its full speed.


    .


    Five secondster, 20 priests in red robes and crimson KKK hoods emerged from the ground as if they were zombies crawling out of their graves. They lit the torches in their hands and stood in a column formation._.


    Their names were the same.


    Dark Priest Apprentice, Level 130


    GRR


    Two chained scale wolves walked out of the shadows and stared at the group of dark priests. However, the chains and the chokers on their necks restricted their movements.


    In addition, two half-naked muscr men, who were 7’5 (2.26 meters) feet tall, held the chains and restrained the dogs. They followed the dogs out of the dark portal.


    Experimented Human, Level 135, were the beasts’ names. As for the muscle men, their names were shown as Elite Torturer, Level 150.


    The elite NPC here wore nothing but leather shorts and boots. Their overlyrge chest muscle and biceps looked like balloons of flesh, simr to steroid-overdosed bodybuilders. Both men wore paper bags as their headwear, hiding their hideous faces.


    The group reformed its formation. They looked forward in a daze as if they had no soul. As soon as they restored their formation, they marched toward the entrance of the dungeon like pre-programmed robots.


    .


    A minuteter, Xiaomao came across another 4-way intersection. Fortunately, there was nothing in the room, and he got time to pause and think.


    Last time, he picked the center path. He still remembered that he caught the scent of blood and dirty beasts. But in this room, the thick iron scent of blood came from the center path. From the left side, the odor of beasts was faint, but it was stronger from the right.


    The obvious choice should be the left path, where the scent was the faintest. However, the current situation was different.


    Because of the traces of other yers, Xiaomao had to rethink his strategies. He didn’t need to rely on his instinct to avoid risky paths. Instead, he could simply follow the traces of other yers, who were hunting in the area.


    Thus, instead of taking the safe left turn, Xiaomao followed the iron scent and took the straight road.


    Going further down the center road, the sound ofbat faintly echoed on the underground floor. Although Xiaomao didn’t understand what they were yelling or talking about, he was sure that it was the voices of multiple humans.


    Xiaomao was interested in the fight. Preparing to move through the other yers’ hunting ground, Xiaomao checked the grail in his inventory and the progress of the Sacred Water that the grail had produced.


    So far, the chalice generated 20 of sacred water, which was enough for Xiaomao to drink, but instead of drinking 10 and enjoying the status booster, he emptied a healing potion ss bottle and stored the sacred water in there.


    The item description changed. It became a bottle of Sacred Water. Moreover, it magically stored exactly 10 of the content inside.


    Xiaomao put the item on the top of the list next to potions for quick use. He would use this as an emergency potion in the future.


    With everything prepared, Xiaomao rode the flying sword further down the corridor hallway.


    .


    In thergest room in front of a stairway to the B2 floor, arge party of 50 yers gathered around the way down, protecting the injured yers on the staircase.


    In front of the formation, seven knights with tower shields blocked the swords and fireballs from the dark priests. One of them pushed back a 2-meter-tall scale wolf, which tried to jump over him to attack the yers on the stairs.


    “Fire in a hole!”


    The yers on the stairs shouted and threw 10 Molotov cocktails at the red priests and the wolf in front of their tankers. The knight yers crouched and hid from the st.


    BOOM


    BOOM


    BOOM


    The explosive caught the priests on fire. They screamed and ran around, ceasing their attacks on the yer party.


    Because the priests with melee weapons stopped attacking, theirmander got annoyed. The big guy, the level-150 elite torturer, stomped toward the group of yers and raised his fist.


    “PEPPER!”


    The elf warrior behind the knights shouted, and the mages behind him hurled five ss bottles of orange liquid at the torturer even though he was wearing a paper bag as a helmet.


    The sses shattered upon impact and stunned the elite monster. He held his eyes and screamed in pain.


    “NOW!”


    The knights bashed the priests with their shields and walked forward five steps. The mages and archers behind the tankers also came up from the stairs, activating their best skills and attacking the big guy first.


    3,451!


    2,499!


    2,526!


    3,984!


    A dozen numbers appeared on top of the level-150 elite monster, and its HP bar quickly decreased. When the paper-bag man raised his head, themander of the party, a level-125 magic swordsman, leaped on the shoulders of a knight. Using his friend’s shoulders as a propeller, the swordsman jumped and raised his ymore sword high.


    “HA!”


    The magic swordsman activated his skill and hacked down.


    CRITICAL!


    30,789!


    The damage was not shabby as it reduced the torturer’s HP by 10% in one hit. However, the magic swordsman hadn’t finished.


    As if the swordsman went berserk, he shed the big guy 20 times in the span of a second, dealing over 30,000 damages at once.


    After reducing the elite monster’s HP by over 20%, the magic swordsman leaped backward. The archers and mages also stopped attacking and retreated to the stairs.


    “AAAAAHHHH!”


    The torturer was angry. His entire body turned crimson, and he began swinging his fists randomly.


    The elite monster hit the scaled wolf and fellow priests. Some of them died in one hit while several priests with swords barely survived.


    The group of yers sneered as they reformed a phnx formation behind their knights. They watched and watched for the torturer to finish its attack pattern.


    .


    ‘Hmm’


    Without monsters and NPCs, Xiaomao managed to reach the biggest room at the end of the B1 floor. He found the group of yers as he had expected, but the fight sequence prevented him from going downstairs.


    Watching how the yers dealt with the NPCs and the wolf, Xiaomao was impressed. These guys seemed smart and prepared as if they knew the mechanics behind the elite torturer’s attack patterns.


    Xiaomao gazed at the magic swordsman’s name.


    [Spartan] Marcus diator, Level 125


    ‘Spartan guild? Oh, the [Valkyrie]’s rival guild.’


    The Spartan Guild was a famous yer’s guild before the regression. The guild leader was one of the Pangu Universe Incorporate’s insiders.


    Marcus was a beta tester, and he knew the secrets of this game. In addition, because of the nature of his job, he knew about the dungeon’s mechanism and loopholes more than anyone.


    In the early days, Marcus was infamous because of his cheating. He started the game with a legendary character, additional game resources, gold coins, and a million PACTs. Because of such advantages, his guild became the number one guild in the third world, stronger than the [QUWB] Guild during the first year.


    In theter years, Marcus became one of the famous heroes, who drove out cultivators from the first invasion. He used that opportunity to spread the influence and the perks of joining the Pangu Church, and he advocated the Chaos Demon Gods for threatening humanity.


    However, Marcus had a terrible personality in real life – There was a scandal, in which he ravished an under-aged girl and attempted to bribe her mother to shut their mouths. Regardless, the victim’s father made the matters public and sued the war hero for viting his daughter.


    Despite the scandal, no one prosecuted Marcus for being a child rapist. The scandal was forgotten in a month. But a few months after the incidents, the girl’s family went missing along with the victim.


    Every friend of the family knew who did it. They evenined about it on social media.


    Yet, again, nobody dared to provoke Marcus and his guild.


    Xiaomao took a deep breath. He stopped thinking of Marcus’s notorious scandals.


    Instead, Xiaomao nced at one of the artifacts, which neutralized karma every day. Looking at the Refined Entity Crystal for a while, the invisible catopus smirked.


    ‘Time to farm stats.’