Chapter 11 Quack, Hero Gargoyle
Jack never thought that one day he would become the "backbone" of the team.
Under his leadership, this advance team composed of black market dealers actually lit the beacon fire smoothly with almost no mistakes, and only two people had died so far!
"That's awesome Jack, we definitely wouldn't be here without you."
Standing at the gate of the fortress, the black market dealers clapped and congratulated one after another.
As long as you don't go in, the BOSS battle with the two gargoyles won't be triggered. These guys have understood the rules.
"Hehehe, I'm so embarrassed." Jack blushed and scratched his head shyly. "How about it, guys, have you memorized the route? Should we go back the same way?"
"Um"
An older black marketeer hesitated for a moment and said, "The original plan was for you to lead us to familiarize ourselves with the route, and then we would each lead our own team to explore. We thought it would be a success if two or three people could make it here alive, but now..."
Another person continued, "Now we have eight people, and our strength is not bad. Do you want to explore deeper and give it a try?"
Most people in the team echoed this, with greed flashing in their eyes.
"Are you serious?" Jack's mouth twitched. "You saw how dangerous the journey was. If I hadn't known the route in advance, eight hundred lives wouldn't have been enough for us to die."
He thought of the skeleton monsters lurking in the swamp, the cursed frogs that could pounce at any time, and the scarecrows disguised as bushes.
But he cleverly avoided these monsters and never encountered them, so the black market dealers had unrealistic ideas.
One person said disdainfully: "Even you can get this far when you first see it, doesn't it just prove that this dungeon is actually not that scary, right?"
"Haha, don't say that. Jack has always been lucky. It's all thanks to luck that he got here."
"ah?"
Jack was shocked by the contempt in their words.
This kind of contempt is purely natural, without a trace of malice, as natural as eating and drinking.
Therefore, the damage to Jack is doubled!
It turns out that he is not the backbone
"Brothers, grab your weapons, there are only two gargoyles in there!"
The black market dealers drew their weapons and rushed into the fortress eagerly. They no longer needed Jack's guidance.
Jack took out a dagger, hesitated at the door for a long time, and finally sighed, turned around and waited for the victory of his "friends".
Out of sight, out of mind.
"Ahaha, the monster is over there. It really is the worst kind of gargoyle!"
"I'll hold him back, Mage, cast the curse quickly!"
"I'm hurt, I'm hurt!"
"Wuhu, I smashed its arm, I'm going to kill it while it's still weak!"
"One last blow, watch me smash its head,"
With the cheers, Jack knew that his friends had won. Even though he was sad, he still put on a smile and prepared to say "Oh my goodness!"
Inside the fortress, a black marketeer was bandaging his wounds, with the shattered body of a gargoyle at his feet.
The body of this gargoyle is made of ordinary rock, and it is considered a weak species among its species, usually acting as a small monster in the dungeon.
"I didn't expect it to be so weak. I'm really lucky to have made a fortune, hehe." He had already begun to imagine a future in which he would become extremely wealthy by utilizing the resources of the dungeon.
"Say, should we kill Old Jack?" He suddenly whispered, "This old guy is useless now. He might even let slip the secrets here. Why don't we..."
He made a beheading gesture, and the people nearby smiled knowingly.
"Relatives", this is the family love between us black market dealers!
"Jack, come here for a moment,"
"What's wrong, brothers?" Jack walked into the room puzzledly. As soon as he approached, he heard a "swoosh" sound, and a white light flashed in front of him, and blood spurted.
He stared blankly at the wound on his chest, then looked at the grinning black market dealers, and suddenly he understood something.
"you."
Jack suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground. The wound on his chest was bleeding all over the floor, and the black market dealers even stole his teleportation crystal. As a result, his body could not be resurrected after death.
Life was slipping away quickly, and Jack didn't even feel sad anymore. He just felt that his sincerity had been wasted.
He will be fifty next year, and among adventurers he should have retired long ago. He is still active on the front line, but he himself can't explain why. Maybe he doesn't want to give up the feeling of adventure? After being an adventurer for half a lifetime, who can adapt to the boring life after retirement?
So he tried everything. His body is failing? Then I will call other adventurers to form a team. I want to continue adventures even if I have to cheat. Not enough money? It would be a good idea to sell some contraband on the black market!
"It's my karma in the end," Jack said self-deprecatingly.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the monster's corpse on the ground. The gargoyle was beaten to pieces and looked miserable.
Wait, why is there only one gargoyle?
As the black market dealers were imagining the future, a dark shadow suddenly covered the light.
"Huh?"
The black market dealers looked up and saw a huge figure clinging to the stone bricks on the ceiling, staring down at them.
"Is it a gargoyle?"
"But why is it so big!?"
"Oh no, everyone run——"
[Hero Gargoyle (Big Sword)]
[Required mental power per unit: 600]
[Life: C, Strength: C, Intelligence: D, Endurance: C-, Speed: C-, Overall Combat Power: C-]
Jack was lying on the ground, blood splashed all over his face.
The new gargoyle was extremely powerful and quickly knocked the black market dealers to the ground, but did not kill any of them. The ground was filled with wailing.
Jack thought that the monster was coming to kill him too, but then something beyond his comprehension happened.
The Hero Gargoyle reached out his hand to him, not to kill him, but to -
Did you compare???
At this moment, Jack felt that the world became magical.
Compared to the outside world, the monsters in the dungeon are more suppressed in terms of emotions, and they are more likely to follow their instincts to kill.
Take goblins as an example. Goblins in the outside world can eat, sleep, reproduce, and build villages, but goblins in the dungeon only know how to fight, fight, fight, have fun, and occasionally reproduce.
But this does not mean that they have no desires. If you insist on sending the tied-up female knight to the goblins in the dungeon, then
Don’t blame others for having so many children and grandchildren.
So when adventurers entered the Sen Dungeon and discovered that the monsters there could use tactics, they were shocked.
And Biye. Perhaps only intelligent creatures can understand this kind of behavior?
The gargoyle sprinkled some potion on him, and the wound on his chest began to heal, and his body regained strength.
"roar"
The gargoyle picked up a dagger and stuffed it into Jack's hand, then pointed at the black marketeer on the ground.
"You mean, let me kill them?" Jack was at a loss, holding the dagger.
The gargoyle nodded.
"Kill me quickly, it hurts so much," when the black market dealers saw him coming with a dagger, they all showed expressions of "finally being freed".
When they returned to the resurrection house, a priest treated them. It was much better than lying half-dead in the dungeon, although they didn't understand why the gargoyle wanted to spare their lives so that Jack could collect the heads.
But who cares what the monsters think?
The only thing that makes me feel disgusted is that the one who killed them was Jack. This old guy was actually brought back to life by the gargoyle. What was that stupid monster thinking?
This is a problem. After resurrection, I have to catch Jack and not let this old guy run away.
No, no, we lost Jack's teleportation crystal. Haha, this old guy is going to be killed by monsters.
“.”
Jack was silent. He could tell what these people were thinking just by looking at their expressions. His hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly.
"What are you doing? Kill me now!" the black market dealers, who were in great pain, urged.
Jack slowly raised the dagger, but at this moment, he did something unexpected.
"Why?"
Jack took off their teleportation crystals one by one.
At this moment, there was deathly silence in the fortress.
“Puff——”
Jack couldn't help but sneer. He weighed the dagger and found that he had never felt so comfortable holding a knife.
"No, no, no, you can't do this, Jack!" Looking at Jack walking slowly towards them, a group of black market dealers shouted in despair.
"Didn't you just urge me?"
Jack raised the dagger and stabbed it down.
"ah!"
The wound was not fatal and the black market dealer screamed in pain but did not die.
Another blow, still not dead.
Another blow, but he didn't die.
One more blow!
Every scream stimulated Jack's eardrum. He trembled violently, blood splattered on his face, and he licked his lips subconsciously.
Rusty, slightly sweet.
A happy smile appeared on his face.
I don’t know how many times he was stabbed, but when his whole body was covered in blood, the screams finally stopped.
He looked at the body of the person under him, and the strong stimulation caused his brain to short-circuit for a while. He let the gargoyle grab him and walk towards the fortress gate like holding a figurine, and returned to the swamp area.
The stench was everywhere, and the monsters "living" here were either emaciated or swollen and rotten like the corpses of giants, which was terrifying to look at.
Gargoyles roam in the swamp, monsters stay away, and only mechanical traps will be triggered.
Jack looked at the scenery here in a daze. Whether familiar or unfamiliar, it was all imprinted in his mind. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly realized something.
This gargoyle is showing him the map of this place?
The gargoyle was indeed showing him a map. The main storyline, side stories, shortcuts, hidden doors, traps, and ambushing monsters were all displayed in front of Jack.
Why do you do this? Aren't you afraid that the map will be leaked?
At the end, the gargoyle showed him a magical contract - a slave contract.
Jack understood something and pressed his handprint without hesitation, thus becoming the gargoyle's slave.
It's hard to believe, but the gargoyle actually showed a "gratified" expression. Then it grabbed the soil with its big hands and grabbed out several light spots representing different objects. Among the large number of white light spots, a purple light spot was particularly conspicuous.
These things were laid out before Jack, ready for him to use.
"What do you want me to do?" Jack believed that the gargoyle in front of him must be intelligent, and his tactful way of dealing with people made him lower his head at this moment. If he wanted to live, he had to be a slave obediently.
"hehe"
The gargoyle laughed hoarsely, and then Jack heard a whisper that sounded like it came from hell:
“Bring more people in”
(End of this chapter)
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