67: First kill reward for a D-rank lord

"The weak point! It's that crystal!"

In the Operations Center, Li Guodong was the first to react, shouting excitedly!

"I knew it! I knew Comrade Su Yuan's intel wouldn't be wrong!"

Lin Zhan's face also lit up with wild joy. He slammed his fist on the table,

"Good lad! Well done!"

Su Yuan also let out a long sigh of relief, his back already soaked through with cold sweat.

The gamble had paid off!

The hint given by the system.

Although vague, it was the most crucial method to break the deadlock!

That face was not its vital point at all, but an incredibly hard disguise, a shell protecting its core!

Inside the dungeon world.

The moment its mask shattered, The Faceless One seemed to have all its strength drained away. Its massive body crashed to its knees.

Its terrifying regenerative ability completely failed the instant its core was exposed!

The bloody hole blown open in its abdomen by the Lightning Fist not only failed to heal, but instead began to ooze black, pus-filled blood.

An opportunity!

A once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!

"Now's the time!"

Wang Yi's body swayed, his face pale as paper. That last punch had exhausted all his energy.

But he still mustered the last shred of his strength to let out a deafening roar.

"All units, attack! Shatter that crystal!"

"Roar!!"

The first to respond was Chen Hu!

"Damn it! Let me do it!"

He shoved aside Li Bingyao who was supporting him, eyes bloodshot. Like a raging bull, he charged towards the kneeling Faceless One, dragging his severely injured body!

The wound on his chest was still bleeding.

Every step tugged at his broken ribs, sending stabbing pain through him.

But at this moment, he could no longer feel it.

His eyes were fixed on only one target: that violently pulsating blood-red crystal!

"Just... die already!!!"

Chen Hu let out a heaven-shaking roar. He leaped high into the air, pouring all his strength, all his rage, into the high-frequency battle blade in his hands, and brought it down with devastating force on the crystal!

At the same time, Zhao Zihan also fired her final arrow.

Other team members who could still move also hurled their weapons towards the same target!

Focus fire!

This was the Dragon Team's all-or-nothing, final strike!

Thwack!

The high-frequency battle blade was the first to hit!

The blade, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, plunged deep into the blood-red crystal without any resistance!

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound.

A crack appeared on the crystal.

Immediately after, Zhao Zihan's arrow and the other team members' weapons followed in rapid succession!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The blood-red crystal could no longer withstand the storm of attacks.

Under everyone's gaze, it exploded violently!

Transforming into a sky full of swirling, red specks of light!

"Groan..."

The Faceless One let out one final, unwilling wail.

Its massive, twisted body, pieced together from countless creatures, rapidly went limp and melted as if its skeleton had been pulled out.

Finally, it turned into a large, foul-smelling, pitch-black, viscous puddle of liquid.

Dead.

This D-Rank Lord, this terrifying monster that had pushed the Dragon Team to the brink, was finally, completely slain!

[Global Announcement: Dragon Country Assault Team has successfully slain the D-Rank Lord 'The Faceless One · Pharaoh's Hound'! Achieved the world's first lord kill in Dungeon #2!]

[Dragon Country Assault Team, personal points +10,000!]

[Dragon Country, national fortune points +20,000!]

The golden global announcement scrolled frantically across the screens of everyone in the world!

Twenty thousand national fortune points!

This number plunged the Command Centers of every country in the world into a deathly silence!

Lighthouse Country Command Center.

The Blonde Director stared dumbly at the glaring number on the screen, feeling as if his heart was being squeezed tight, almost suffocating him.

"Again... it's them again..."

"Why... why is it always their Dragon Country?!"

The gap had grown so large it filled him with despair!

...Dragon Country Operations Center.

"We won! We won! Hahahaha!" Li Guodong danced around excitedly.

Although Lin Zhan wasn't as unrestrained, his reddened eyes and slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his inner excitement.

"Good! Excellent!" General Long clapped his hands vigorously, looking at Su Yuan with undisguised admiration and gratitude in his eyes. "Comrade Su Yuan, you have once again rendered an unparalleled service to Dragon Country."

"You flatter me, sir. It was the frontline soldiers who risked their lives to earn this."

Su Yuan smiled modestly.

He knew he had only spoken words and typed on a keyboard.

Whereas Wang Yi and the others had truly walked a fine line before the gates of hell... dungeon world.

With the battle over, everyone relaxed. A wave of post-survival exhaustion washed over them.

Thump!

Chen Hu was the first to lose his strength, plopping down on the ground, panting heavily. He grinned, revealing teeth stained red with blood, laughing like a fool.

"Awesome... so damn awesome!"

Wang Yi also leaned against a rock and slowly sat down. He felt his body was completely drained, not wanting to move even a finger.

Li Bingyao immediately stepped forward to begin treating the wounded.

Just then, Wang Yi's gaze was drawn to that puddle of black liquid.

In the center of the puddle, something seemed to be glimmering.

He struggled to his feet and walked over.

Using his toe to push aside the viscous liquid, he saw a palm-sized, semi-transparent film. It was like human skin, yet shimmered with a strange, faint light.

[Discovered Rare Material: Faceless One's Skin (Epic Grade)]

[Material Description: The core epidermis of the D-Rank Lord 'The Faceless One', containing peculiar camouflage energy. Can be used to craft special camouflage items.]

"Epic Grade material?"

Wang Yi's heart stirred, and he picked it up.

This thing might prove very useful in the future.

He looked up at the black pyramid that still emanated an ominous aura.

Before them, the massive archway, dozens of meters high, stood like the gaping maw of a beast waiting to devour its prey, leading into unknown darkness.

"Let's go."

Wang Yi's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"The real challenge is just beginning."

...After resting for ten minutes, thanks to Li Bingyao's emergency treatment,

Chen Hu and the others' injuries, while not fully healed, had recovered enough for basic mobility.

The twenty members of the Dragon Team, filled with vigilance and solemnity, cautiously stepped into the dark archway that resembled a beast's maw.

Upon entering the pyramid's interior, an ancient scent mixed with dust, decay, and death assaulted their senses.

The light instantly dimmed.

Only the tactical lights on the team members' helmets and the dim torches placed every dozen meters or so on the walls provided limited illumination.

They found themselves in an incredibly wide and tall corridor.

The corridor's sides were smooth black stone walls, densely carved with hieroglyphics and bizarre murals they couldn't understand at all.

"This place... is huge!"

Chen Hu looked up at the dome ceiling at least fifty meters high and couldn't help clicking his tongue.

"How did ancient people build this kind of monstrosity?"

"Quiet. Stay alert."

Wang Yi walked at the front of the team, his infinite desert eagle never lowered.

This place gave him an intensely oppressive feeling, as if countless eyes were watching them from the darkness.

Just then, Wu Qiong, walking at the very rear of the team, suddenly whispered over the comms:

"Captain, the door behind us... it's closed."

Everyone looked back. Sure enough, the massive archway they had entered through had closed without a sound at some point, sealing them completely inside the pyramid.

"It seems there's no turning back."

Wang Yi's tone was calm.

He had expected this.

The dungeons of the national destiny arena were always one-way paths.

It was either death or victory.

They continued forward.

After walking about a hundred meters, a new, identical massive stone door blocked their path.

And on the wall next to the stone door, a new segment of hieroglyphics was carved.

"Again?" Chen Hu looked at the scribbles, his head aching. "What the hell is this now?"

"Old Qin, it's your time to shine." Su Yuan's voice sounded in the Command Center.