Chapter 138 Hidden Dungeon: Art Gallery



It's surprising that Sheng has such a talent for throwing.

However, as a result of doing so, his physical strength was severely depleted, and his arms could even be seen to tremble slightly.

With a snap of his fingers, he mobilized the free-state magic within his perception range, gathering it at the mouth of the bottle stuffed with the cloth strip, instantly converging it into a scorching flame. In almost no time, the cloth strip, already stained with a considerable amount of wine, was ignited by the heat, bursting into a raging fire as it fell, and then erupting into a violent explosion within the charred black monster horde.

This really startled us.

The scorching miniature whirlwind spread outwards, creating a powerful airflow that pushed everything away, followed by a series of explosions from the same direction.

The intense flames spread rapidly, as if bewitched, quickly engulfing the nearby monsters. The charred monsters, like moths drawn to a flame, quickly shifted their attention and rushed towards the bright flames.

I never expected this to happen. For a moment, even when some of the monsters were pushed close and crashed into the mountain's barrier, they could only deal with it by instinct.

But upon closer reflection, it might not be impossible.

The charred black monster was like an unstable powder keg. With the introduction of flames, the damaged outer shell triggered a second explosion of sparks and lava from within. The overly dense formation also became a disadvantage in this situation, further spreading the disaster area.

In addition, it seems to have the characteristic of chasing fire. With multiple conditions combined, the current result is not unpredictable.

I was overthinking things.

I breathed a sigh of relief, gave Sheng a thumbs up as he turned around and winked happily at everyone, and once again erected a defensive barrier around the four of them. After the continuous explosions subsided, the remaining charred black monsters were just a few that hadn't made it to the crematorium fireworks show because they were too far away.

Looking up into the distance, the Sword Demon, standing before the archway leading to the next exhibition hall, silently gazed at us before turning away without a word and walking quickly forward.

I'll let you be smug for a while, you brat.

I cursed under my breath, then worked with the others to clear out the remaining charred monsters in the first exhibition hall.

It's better to proceed steadily towards important safe zones.

Muah~! To all my friends who made it this far, I love you all! Meow~!

(Ah, speaking of which, wouldn't it be more appropriate to change this chapter to "Death Fireworks Show"...? (Belated realization))

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