Tracker

The sudden commotion.

Startled everyone.

Pig King: "Just as I thought, something's fishy!"

Black Stone Hammer King said nervously, "Careful. There's probably a Zombie in this train car, and it might even be a Tank!"

Indeed.

Among the many Zombies.

Only a Tank possessed that kind of strength.

The four quickly assumed fighting stances.

Cat MeowMeow: "Lord Qi really did set a trap. I knew clearing this level wouldn't be so easy!"

Bright Moon Reflecting Snow frowned. "If it really is a Tank, it'll be difficult to deal with!"

Sleeping in the Wind: "Tank Zombies may be strong, but we've beaten them before. There's nothing to fear!"

Lonely Swordsman: "It's coming out!"

A burly figure kicked open the train car door and leaped nearly ten meters in a single bound, instantly arriving before them and leaving the adventurers stunned.

It was not a Tank Zombie!

Nor was it any known type of Zombie!

It stood around 2.3 meters tall. Although slightly smaller than a Tank, it was still huge and powerfully built, with more balanced proportions and striking features.

The monster's skin appeared corroded, taking on a dark brownish-black color. Many thin, bizarre tentacles protruded from its body. It wore a long black coat made of some special material, and its left hand held an enormous tubular weapon.

Its face was hideous and distorted, marked by obvious stitching. Its teeth and gums were exposed, while most of its head was covered in special material, leaving only a pair of cold, merciless eyes visible. Its entire appearance radiated an oppressive, terrifying aura!

"What exactly is that?"

The adventurers had never seen a Zombie in this style before.

It was different from the Tanks, Witches, and other Zombies they had encountered.

Its body bore obvious signs of modification and deliberate design, like a man-made humanoid weapon. It was none other than the Second Level's BOSS, the Tracker!

White Crane Hermit's expression darkened. "Be careful. It must be extremely powerful. We should retreat immediately!"

As a Battle-Hardened veteran, he saw through Lord Qi's intentions at once. It also explained why the Second Level's Safe Door had been so easy to find—it was a trap!

If he was right.

This monster was stronger than both Tanks and Witches!

Challenging it without sufficient preparation meant they would most likely have no Chances of Winning, or only a minuscule chance at best.

These young adventurers were far too green. They had actually naively believed that a lord with top-tier design skills would make such a low-level blunder. They deserved a harsh lesson!

The instant the Tracker appeared.

The four adventurers opened fire simultaneously.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

Because they had explored only a limited portion of the map.

They currently had only a few Submachine Guns and pistols.

The bullets struck the Tracker, yet not only did they fail to push the monster back, they could not even penetrate its black coat.

The adventurers immediately Realized that the monster's clothing was far from ordinary. That black material was bulletproof, effectively reducing the threat posed by bullets until their attacks were little more than scratches to him.

The next moment.

Something even more horrifying happened.

The Flame Thrower Wielded in the Tracker's left hand activated, suddenly spewing out a fire dragon more than ten meters long. The adventurers had never seen such a terrifying weapon, so naturally, they had no chance to be wary or prepare for it.

"Ah!"

Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow were caught completely off guard. Their bodies were instantly washed over by the high-pressure flames, and they were burned into charcoal On the Spot, collapsing dead.

"What the hell?"

Cat MeowMeow was scared stupid.

Lonely Swordsman was Stunned as well.

Cat MeowMeow said in shock, "That guy can breathe fire? Isn't that way too ridiculous?!"

Lonely Swordsman said, "He isn't breathing fire. It's the weapon in his hand—it can spray flames!"

The other adventurers looked at each other after hearing this explanation.

Black Stone Hammer King said, "Holy shit, isn't that even scarier? This is a fucking Zombie, and it can actually use weapons?!"

White Crane Hermit said, "Run!"

That was right!

Run, quickly!

This monster was far too strong!

The weapons in their hands could not threaten it at all. Rather than die meaningless deaths for nothing, they might as well retreat first and figure out a strategy afterward!

As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood!

Cat MeowMeow and Lonely Swordsman turned and ran at once.

The two fled desperately back the way they had come, racing through two streets. Even after feeling that they had escaped the monster's attack range, they still did not feel safe, so they hid inside a secluded little shopping center.

"We should be safe now!"

"We were careless. I never expected Lord Qi to have such a formidable general!"

"No wonder he didn't panic at all when we defeated the Tank. So he had something to rely on!"

"This new Zombie has physical abilities comparable to a Tank and can use such a powerful flame-spewing weapon. Doesn't that make it even stronger than a Tank?"

"What do we do now?"

"Everyone, hurry and give us some ideas!"

"..."

The two had only just breathed a sigh of relief.

And begun discussing countermeasures with the adventurers outside.

When something unexpected happened again. The wall behind them, as flimsy as paper, was suddenly smashed open by a burly figure.

Stalker Tyrant's hideous face appeared before them again!

This scene.

Not only caught the people involved completely off guard.

Even the adventurers outside were badly startled.

"Holy... shit!" Pig King's eyes widened. "It actually caught up!"

Lonely Swordsman did not even have time to draw his gun before a giant hand, more terrifying than a massive iron pincer, seized his head as if grabbing a chick. It lifted him up, crushed his skull, and tossed him more than ten meters away.

The Tracker said nothing.

It made no sound.

As though it had casually thrown away a piece of trash.

Its gaze remained icy as it advanced step by step, like an unstoppable nightmare, toward Cat MeowMeow, who was huddled in the corner.

"Mom! Help!"

Cat MeowMeow was frightened into tears.

She felt a suffocating terror.

From beginning to end, this monster had not uttered a word or made a single unnecessary movement. It was like an extremely efficient killing machine!

Cat MeowMeow felt that compared with the larger Tanks that loved to roar and smash wildly, or the sinister Witch Zombies that loved to scream, this monster's silent oppression was several times more terrifying!

There was no hesitation!

And even less chance of mercy.

The Tracker activated its Flame Thrower against Cat MeowMeow, who was curled up in the corner.

Terrifying high-pressure flames swept over her. Cat MeowMeow was instantly burned black inside and out, and the Fire-Spraying Tracker sent off the last adventurer with a spectacular cremation!

Challenge failed!

The four exited the secret realm in miserable defeat.

"What happened?"

"We clearly hid ourselves."

"Why did that monster still find us?"

"It's too terrifying. I feel like that monster is intelligent. When it killed me, it was as if it were simply getting rid of an invading cockroach or rat!"

White Crane Hermit analyzed gravely, "This is no ordinary monster. I believe it possesses exceptional tracking abilities and combat intelligence. Not only can it operate all kinds of weapons, it can also lock onto its prey and pursue them with astonishing tenacity!"

Black Stone Hammer King said, "So as long as you provoke it, it'll catch up and kill you even if you run to the ends of the earth?"

Pig King immediately suggested, "Then can we use Lure the Tiger? Send one person to draw it away first while everyone else takes the chance to open the Safe Door."

"It won't be that simple. This monster is extremely intelligent. Guarding the door is surely its primary mission, so it won't fall for such an obvious trick." White Crane Hermit said in a low voice, "If this old man is not mistaken, it is undoubtedly an elite Second Order monster!"

"What?"

"It's actually an elite Second Order monster?"

"Really?"

"There aren't even that many known elite monsters in Black Stone Town altogether!"

"Old Dean, could you be wrong?"

"..."

"Nonsense. This old man has studied secret realms and monsters his entire life. Do you think I lack even this much discernment? Not only is it a Second Order monster, it is a Second Order monster of considerable strength and exceptional overall qualities."

After saying this, White Crane Hermit could not help sighing. "This old man never expected this young lord to possess such a trump card. He has truly given us adventurers quite a difficult problem!"

It seemed that this Dungeon's potential!

Was even higher than originally expected!

As for the adventurers, after receiving this explosive news.

They were Stunned for several seconds, before the fear and shock in their eyes gradually gave way to delight and greed!

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