Villain Ch 110. Survival And Loot
The sounds of clashing weapons, screams of orcs, and the crackling of fire continued to echo through the dungeon as Allen and his team fought their way through the horde. The orcs came at them relentlessly, their determination fueled by their desire to protect their territory and their lives. Despite the team's coordinated attacks, the orcs seemed to keep coming, their numbers seemingly endless.
Soon, as Allen predicted, Bella's firewall was successfully penetrated. The flames of Bella's firewall had dimmed, and the orcs had broken through, flooding toward the group like a river of fury. Allen and his team were now engaged in close combat, with the orcs lunging at them with their axes and swords. In the midst of the chaos, Jane began to chant a dark incantation, her necromancy skill. The ground beneath the orcs started to tremble and shake, and then the earth burst open, revealing a group of undead hands, clawing their way out of the soil, appearing to the ground.
The undead clutched onto the orcs, stopping their movements, and fighting them as they grasped onto their arms and legs. But their numbers were too few, and it wasn't enough.
Shea quickly joined in, her gentle voice singing a lullaby that echoed through the dungeon. The orcs, unable to resist the hypnotic song, began to slow down and slump to the ground, their eyes shut as they drifted off into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, Alice used her Shadow Bind skill, which allowed her to manipulate shadows to create powerful restraints. She summoned the shadows around the orcs, constricting them tightly, and rendering them immobile.
Allen seized the opportunity to cast his Demonic Orbs. The orbs glowed a deep black as if infused with the essence of hell itself. With a wave of his hand, the orbs flew toward the immobilized orcs, melting them with deadly precision.
The orcs that were hit by the Demonic Orbs let out a pained roar before collapsing to the ground, lifeless. The power of the orbs was immense, capable of taking out multiple targets with just a single cast.
The intense fight continued. Their weapons clashed against the jagged, rusted blades of the orcs as they fought with desperate determination. Blood splattered across the cold, damp stone floor as they battled for their characters' very survival.
Occasionally Allen used his Soul Siphon to refill his HP and DP. It was a vital tool in his arsenal. But even with his powerful skills, he knew that this fight was far from over.
Minutes ticked by, at least this attack had continued for fifteen straight minutes without stopping. It was bad news since this was very dangerous. Allen's teammates began to feel the strain of the battle. They announced to each other that they needed to retreat, their HP and DP dangerously low.
In turns, they opened their inventory and gulped down the potions. The sweet, restorative liquid flowed through their bodies, replenishing their strength and giving them the energy they needed to continue the fight.
But even with their potions, the battle was taking its toll. The constant use of their skills was draining their mana at an alarming rate, and they knew that they could not continue at this pace for much longer.
Having no choice, Allen and his team slowly retreated toward the entrance. They knew that they were walking a fine line between victory and defeat, and the only thing they could hope for was that no one would attack them from behind. Neither the players nor the monsters.
They moved with a practiced ease, their eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger.
As they fought their way through the horde of orcs that seemed to appear endlessly, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The orcs were tough opponents, but they gave them quite a lot of drop items. The coins and orc badges that they collected went into their inventory endlessly, and according to the item description, each badge was worth 25 coins - the same as the price of a basic potion. It was good stuff!
Despite the temptation to collect all the loot they could carry and run, Allen and his team wanted to push their limits. They were determined to test themselves and see just how far they could go. They knew that using the portal to escape was an option, but they wanted to see this fight through to the end.
Another minute passed, and the horde started to thin out. Allen and his team had finally reached the exit, but they still fought on, taking down every last monster until there were none left.
The sound of steel clashing against steel echoed through the dungeon as Allen and his team battled their way through the last of the orcs. With each strike, they could feel their adrenaline pumping, their hearts racing with the thrill of victory.
With the last orc defeated, Allen and his team breathed a collective sigh of relief. The sound of steel clashing against steel was replaced by the quiet murmur of their breath as they gathered themselves and prepared to leave the dungeon.
The sight of the dark, dank dungeon slowly faded away, replaced by the warm and inviting beauty of the forest that surrounded them. The trees towered above them, their leaves rustling gently in the breeze. The air was fresh and clean, a welcome change from the musty smell of the dungeon.
Once they emerged from the dungeon, the girls immediately checked their inventories, taking stock of the items they had collected during the battle. They knew that they needed to be prepared for anything, so they quickly drank their potions, replenishing their health and demonic power.
Allen couldn't help but shake his head. "That was intense," he said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and pride.
"Yeah," Zoe replied, grinning from ear to ear. "But look at all the loot we got!"
Allen couldn't deny that the loot was impressive, but he still couldn't shake the feeling that dungeons were not meant for parties like theirs. "Yeah, but still," he said, shaking his head. "Dungeons like that are definitely for mob-type players or prepared for big group players like a guild. Not a party like us." Well, maybe it would be easier after they reached level 60 or more than that.
The others nodded in agreement, but Zoe couldn't help but add. "But we did it," she exclaimed. "We took on those orcs and won."
Allen smiled, knowing that Zoe was right. They had done it, against all odds.
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