Boom! Boom!
Boom!
Corpses were hurled into the air.
Explosions rang out one after another.
Mark Lin detonated all the bodies.
He truly left no trace behind.
Only after finishing this did Mark Lin enter the dungeon.
The group of Drifters who had previously protested finally dared to approach.
When the bodies exploded, the terrifying energy scraped their skin like blades.
"Damn… they're really all dead."
"Not a single one left behind."
"Not just no one—there aren't even bodies."
"That's what I call destroying the evidence… ruthless and silent."
"This time, he's definitely made an enemy of the Dynasty Guild."
"The Dynasty Guild won't let this go."
"What should we do?"
William Wang suddenly stepped forward and said, "Everyone, with the Dynasty Guild's nature, they definitely won't let this slide."
"If they catch us, whether we talk or not, the result is death."
"I have a suggestion—why don't we all just leave now?"
"Leave West Sea City, leave River Peace Province. Stay far away from the Dynasty Guild's sphere of influence."
"There are plenty of other places to level up. The Dynasty Guild aren't gods—they might not even find us."
His proposal was immediately accepted by everyone.
Just as he said, the Dynasty Guild was bad news.
If they caught you, your fate was sealed—whether you talked or not.
William Wang cupped his fists. "I'll go first. See you all if fate allows."
"See you if fate allows!"
Riled up by his words, the crowd quickly dispersed. In the blink of an eye, the dungeon entrance was deserted.
The flames died out, and only a black vortex remained at the entrance to the West Sea Mine dungeon, slowly rotating with a faint whirring sound.
Moonlight once again reigned over the area.
Half an hour later, several people were transported out of the dungeon.
There was a trace of disappointment on Arthur Wang's face.
They still hadn't obtained the Goblin King's Crystal Core on this dungeon run.
The dungeon would reset in 12 hours.
But there was still time—several days left before the entrance exam. He could run the dungeon at least four more times.
"Huh? Where is everyone?"
"Where did John Zhao go?"
"What about all those Drifters?"
"Something's not right here."
"John Zhao's gone, the Drifters are gone… what happened?"
The few people who had gone into the dungeon with Arthur Wang all looked panicked.
They were only Level 17, far less experienced than John Zhao and the others.
Now they had no choice but to rely on Arthur Wang. After all, he was the vice guild leader of the Dynasty Guild.
But even Arthur Wang looked lost, his face full of confusion.
After thinking for a long while, he finally spoke, "Fire a signal flare. If John Zhao is nearby, he'll definitely respond."
A signal flare shot into the sky and exploded into a large glowing sphere.
It lit up the area for miles around.
But even after the flare faded completely, there was no response—John Zhao and the others were clearly no longer there.
Arthur Wang realized something had definitely happened to John Zhao and the others while he was in the dungeon.
There was no other explanation for their sudden disappearance.
Could John Zhao have been killed?
With the strength John Zhao and the others had, they were dominant in this region.
Arthur Wang didn't think it was possible.
Even if they were killed, there should be signs.
But now, there was nothing.
"Not just John Zhao, everyone's gone."
"Something definitely happened here—maybe it's dangerous."
"Let's leave first. See if we can get in touch with John Zhao."
The eerie atmosphere made Arthur Wang decide to retreat for now.
Meanwhile, Mark Lin was alone in the dungeon. His 64 Skeleton Warriors were charging through everything in their path.
Same strategy as before—his EXP was skyrocketing.
This time, he was even more efficient. In just an hour, Mark Lin reached the end of the dungeon.
The 64 Skeleton Warriors surrounded the Goblin King and unleashed a storm of attacks.
The sound of weapons clashing was deafening.
Mark Lin was more experienced now.
Every time the Goblin King was about to cast a skill, he would interrupt it with Soul Flame.
Soul Flame was nearly instant, faster than the Goblin King's casting.
In just 30 seconds, the mighty Nightmare-level dungeon Boss fell in utter humiliation.
[Killed Goblin King, EXP +40,000]
[Obtained Bronze-Tier weapon: Goblin King's Spellbook]
[Obtained Low-level Monster Core]
As expected, the Goblin King's Crystal Core didn't drop again—only a low-level core appeared.
The Goblin King's Crystal Core only dropped once every 100 days—truly a rare item.
Mark Lin figured that once he got into Summer Capital Academy, he might find an alchemist to craft the Goblin King's Ring from the core.
This kind of Boss accessory was useful for any class, at any level.
Mark Lin checked the attributes of the Goblin King's Spellbook.
[Goblin King's Spellbook: Bronze-Tier. +10 Spirit, +10 Constitution. Increases spell power of mage-type skills by 3%. Usable at level 12.]
Looking at the stats, it wasn't a perfect fit—but good enough for now.
Besides, holding a book felt kind of cool.
The +3% spell damage helped Soul Flame and Corpse Explosion, but had no effect on the Skeleton Warriors.
It seemed Skeleton Warriors didn't count as mage-type skills.
The glow of leveling up hadn't faded completely.
Killing the Goblin King had brought Mark Lin to Level 13.
"EXP requirements are going up."
"I probably won't reach Level 14 on the next run."
"If I want to hit Level 15, I'll need three more runs."
"Judging by the time, I can probably run five more times total. At best, I'll hit Level 16."
"A bit below expectations—but Level 16 should still be enough to get into Summer Capital Academy."
Mark Lin exited the dungeon.
Outside, it was silent—eerily so.
"They all left?"
Mark Lin thought for a moment and quickly pieced together what must have happened.
Leaving was probably the smartest choice for those Drifters.
He looked around, but didn't stay long.
He vanished swiftly into the darkness.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。