358: Chapter 358 I Want to Get Close to the Wandering God!

Chen You put away his yuhuang sword and looked at the loot covering the ground.

A pile of equipment radiating purple and blue light, along with a few sparkling items.

"Come over and pick up the items."

Chen You's voice broke the silence.

Thirty-nine people rushed over like rabid dogs.

"Purple gear! It's purple gear!"

"Holy crap! A skill book! For a Berserker!"

"Don't grab it! Roll by class! God You said so!" the Berserker roared while holding onto the skill book for dear life.

Chen You stood to the side, watching this group of players get red-faced over a few pieces of low-level equipment, feeling a deep sense of helplessness.

He didn't even want to pick up such trash; it would just take up inventory space.

"Alright, keep moving after you finish rolling," Chen You urged. "I'm in a hurry."

The "Sealed Heart of Magma" he bought was still lying in his inventory; he wouldn't know how to activate it without clearing this dungeon.

The team continued to push forward.

The journey that followed was, for these thirty-nine players, nothing short of a magical sightseeing tour.

The second boss, the Flame Demon Commander.

Mechanics: Players need to constantly transport Frost Cores within the arena to cool down the boss's temperature, or the entire team gets wiped out instantly.

Reality: Chen You went up and hacked away wildly. Before the Flame Demon Commander could even use a skill, it was chopped into hundreds of cold stones.

The third boss, the Twin Fire Dragons.

Mechanics: Two tanks need to pull them apart and kill them simultaneously; the time interval between their deaths cannot exceed five seconds, or the other one will revive with full health.

Reality: Chen You slammed both fire dragons to the ground with one sword strike, then unleashed a series of basic attacks. The two dragons didn't even have a chance to take flight before they were hacked into mincemeat.

The thirty-nine players followed behind Chen You, their initial shock and trembling gradually turning into complete numbness.

Their only job now was to wait for Chen You to one-shot the monsters, then rush up like diligent worker ants to pick up the dropped equipment and materials.

The Berserker even found a piece of rag from somewhere and would rush up to try and wipe Chen You's shoes every time he stopped.

Even though Chen You's shoes didn't have a speck of dust on them.

The Priest held his staff the entire time, constantly making the sign of the cross toward Chen You's back, muttering as if worshipping a true god.

Less than twenty minutes later.

The team was already standing at the entrance to the final boss.

This was a vast underground lava lake.

In the center of the lake was a massive obsidian platform, with a narrow stone bridge connecting the platform to the passage.

The platform was empty, save for eight circular magic circles radiating a faint blue light, evenly distributed along the edge.

Directly behind the platform stood a bronze gate reaching a hundred meters in height, engraved with countless strange, burning patterns, with lava continuously seeping out through the cracks in the gate.

The temperature in the air had reached a terrifying level.

Even with the resistance bonuses from their equipment, the health bars of several leather-armor classes were slowly dropping.

Chen You walked to the stone bridge and stopped.

He could feel the immense energy fluctuation behind the bronze gate.

This energy was more than ten times stronger than that of Mefite.

The Berserker immediately trotted forward, his expression becoming extremely serious.

"God You, this is the final boss, the sleeping place of [Flame Demon King Ragna]."

"This gate isn't easy to open," the Berserker said, pointing at the eight circular arrays on the ground.

"These are sacrificial magic circles. There are eight circles, and exactly five people must stand in each one."

"If even one person is missing, the gate won't open."

Chen You nodded.

The mechanic Xier mentioned was right here.

It required forty living people.

"The important part comes next," the Berserker swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

"After standing in position, the magic circles will activate simultaneously."

"It is said that the moment they activate, there will be an extremely high-intensity fire attribute damage check!"

"If you can't withstand it, you'll be burned to ash instantly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the thirty-eight players behind him all gasped in unison.

"An extremely high-intensity fire attribute check?"

"Doesn't that mean we might die before the boss even appears?"

Their journey so far had been too comfortable, so comfortable that they had forgotten this was a level 45 Hell-mode dungeon.

Now, the trial had suddenly arrived.

And it was a mandatory participation for everyone.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck a Thief.

He turned his head abruptly and lunged toward Chen You.

"I want to stand in the same magic circle as God You!"

These words awakened the dreamers.

That's right!

Standing with God You, nothing would definitely happen!

The entire team exploded into chaos.

The Berserker slid on his knees and stopped at Chen You's feet, clutching Chen You's thigh tightly with both hands.

"Look at my build, I'm thick-skinned and have high HP, I can definitely help you share the damage check!"

"Bullshit!" The Priest kicked the Berserker in the back and squeezed to Chen You's other side.

"God You! Take me! I'm a healer! I can heal myself and I can heal you! Taking me is definitely safe!"

"Does God You need healing when he's at full health? Get lost!" The Thief emerged from the shadows, his face full of sycophancy. "God You, I have high evasion. I'll stand next to you; I definitely won't cause you any trouble!"

"God You! My sister is the school beauty! I'll give you her social media!"

"God You! I haven't said a word! I'm the most obedient! Let me into your circle!"

"God You..."

Thirty-nine people completely tore off their masks, fighting for those four spots to stand in the same magic circle as God You.

They weren't stupid.

As long as they stood with God You, with his monstrous defense that didn't even lose HP while taking a bath in lava, he would surely save their lives.

This was the only safe island.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

The Berserker and the Knight were already wrestling on the ground over a spot, the Mage and Warlock were pulling each other's hair, and the Priest was swinging his wooden staff wildly.

"Shut up."

Chen You's voice was not loud.

But it landed in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

The pressure of the Foundation Establishment stage was released instantly, and all thirty-nine people froze at the same time.

Chen You raised his hand, his fingertips pointing toward the crowd.

"You, you, you, and you."

He casually pointed out four people.

The four people pointed out were the Berserker, the Priest, the Thief, and the Mage who had been arguing the loudest just moments ago.

The four were overjoyed, practically ready to kowtow on the spot.

"Thank you, God You! Thank you, God You!"

The remaining thirty-five people were devastated, their faces ashen.

"As for you all," Chen You looked at the remaining people, his tone without a ripple.

"Stand wherever. Groups of five, get into position within ten seconds. If you aren't in position when time is up, I'll personally send you out of the dungeon."

The yuhuang sword let out a crisp sword chime.

No one dared to doubt the authenticity of those words.

The thirty-five people scrambled toward the stone bridge and the platform.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, human potential was infinitely stimulated.

In just seven seconds, the seven magic circles were filled.

Each magic circle was packed with five people, clutching each other tightly, shivering.

Chen You, with the Berserker and the three others, walked to the last magic circle.

"God You, how should we stand?" the Berserker asked cautiously.

"Whatever."

Chen You stepped into the center of the remaining magic circle.

The Berserker and the other four immediately stuck to Chen You's body like glue, wishing they could grow onto him.

"Hum—"

The moment the fortieth person stood in position.

All eight magic circles burst into blinding red light simultaneously.