Walking down the passage, a nauseating stench of blood and rot hit Mark Lin's face.
He couldn't help but cover his nose.
The long corridor stretched for a kilometer, with all iron doors wide open, revealing empty rooms inside.
All the ferocious wolves had been eliminated, leaving everything spotlessly clean.
At the end of the passage appeared a massive mine pit.
The pit's diameter exceeded a kilometer, plunging into pitch-black darkness that could not be seen through.
A winding path spiraled downwards, along which many goblin-type monsters patrolled.
They wore armor and wielded huge swords.
They moved in pairs, pacing back and forth on patrol.
[Goblin Elite Warrior (Enhanced Elite Monster)]
[Level: 15]
[Strength: 900]
[Agility: 800]
[Spirit: 400]
[Constitution: 900]
Their stats were far inferior to the Boss's, with no attribute exceeding a thousand. Mark Lin didn't even bother to take them seriously.
With a large wave of his hand, the skeleton army charged into the mine pit.
Faced with the relentless tide of skeleton warriors, these enhanced elites had no resistance at all—one after another, they were slaughtered.
[Killed Level 15 Goblin Elite Warriors, EXP +4500]
[Obtained Beast Bones *6]
Messages kept popping up.
Mark Lin gave the order for free combat, quickly clearing out the monsters inside the mine.
Though these enhanced elites were strong, their experience rewards were generous and they dropped plenty of materials.
They were quality monsters.
Compared to normal monsters outside, their cost-performance ratio was much higher.
"Next time when I solo the Hell-level dungeon, the experience should be even more."
If anyone heard Mark Lin's thought, they'd probably want to spit at him.
No one in human history had ever soloed a Hell-level dungeon.
Some experts had soloed Nightmare-level dungeons, which was already legendary.
But soloing Hell-level? That was a joke.
Some had tried, but all died and never returned.
Mark Lin continued down the passage, clearing all monsters along the way.
By the time he reached the bottom of the mine pit, his experience had reached 99%.
Only one step away from leveling up.
At this point, the entire dungeon had only the final Boss left.
"As long as I kill it, I should hit level 12."
One dungeon run, just over an hour, and he gained more than a level.
The efficiency far exceeded expectations.
After farming a few rounds at Nightmare difficulty, reaching level 16, even 18 or 19, wouldn't be difficult at all.
Once his level was high enough, entering Summer Capital Academy would be a done deal.
"Sister, we'll meet soon," Mark Lin thought of Mary Lin, finally showing a rare smile.
The dungeon Boss sat in the center of the mine, its huge mouth continuously inhaling and exhaling air.
The breathing sounded like thunder, echoing through the cavernous mine.
Each breath stirred up a fierce gale.
Mark Lin was almost blown off his feet.
This Boss was completely unaware of anything happening outside.
It was in a state similar to the undead—only, it was asleep.
His detection spell passed over it like a gentle breeze.
[Goblin King (Boss-Tier Monster)]
[Level: 16]
[Strength: 3000]
[Agility: 1500]
[Spirit: 1500]
[Constitution: 3000]
[Skills: Flame Jet, Sweep, Knockback]
Its stats weren't much better than the Mine Wolf King, only slightly stronger in strength and constitution.
Mark Lin even thought his skeleton warriors could fight it one-on-one.
The detection spell awakened it; it slowly opened its eyes and looked at Mark Lin.
With a roar, it leapt up.
Wielding a giant greatsword, it swung down at Mark Lin's head.
The sword brought a terrifying gust of wind as it fell, but Mark Lin neither dodged nor blocked.
His eyes were cold and calm, even carrying a hint of mockery.
The seemingly dreadful strike suddenly stopped abruptly just ten centimeters from Mark Lin.
It was as if an invisible force prevented the greatsword from moving forward at all.
Damage Transfer.
All damage Mark Lin took was borne by his summoned creatures.
Mark Lin suddenly furrowed his brow.
Because he felt his skeleton warriors had been injured.
All the skeleton warriors' soul flames flickered violently; their glow dimmed by thirty percent.
Fine cracks appeared all over their bones.
"How could this be?"
Mark Lin was shocked and confused.
He rarely got surprised; even facing that greatsword, he remained exceptionally calm without blinking.
Last night he killed three people in a row for the first time and was just as calm.
To him, killing people or monsters made no difference.
Not because he was cold-blooded.
But because his sister Mary Lin once told him: no matter what happens, stay calm.
Only calmness can save your life in danger.
He quickly stepped back while the skeleton warriors rushed in front of the Goblin King, shielding him.
Violent Strike!
The skeleton warriors unleashed their skills, delivering powerful attacks to the Goblin King, causing massive damage.
For a moment, the Goblin King was covered in cuts and bruises.
Naturally, the Goblin King switched targets under attack and started attacking the skeleton warriors.
Mark Lin retreated to the side, pondering what had just happened.
The damage transfer effect redirected all damage he received to his summons.
The damage was evenly shared among all summoned creatures.
Then he suddenly understood.
The reason all the skeleton warriors took damage at once, and substantial damage at that, was mainly because his own stats were too weak.
With only 120 Constitution, his defense was fragile.
Facing a Goblin King with 3000 Strength, the damage he took had to be enormous.
The damage transferred was based on his own stats, ignoring the skeleton warriors' defenses.
All the damage was transferred to the skeleton warriors, so they were injured.
If that greatsword had struck the skeleton warriors directly, their injuries would have been much lighter.
"So I'm the only weak point."
"Looks like I have to stack Constitution from now on."
"The stronger my defense, the stronger my summoned army will be."
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