Battle Again

The challenge failed again!

The four retreated from the secret realm in a sorry state.

The adventurers stared at one another, speechless, unable to recover for a long while.

"What was that?"

"Even a Rocket Launcher couldn't kill that monster?"

"Isn't this a complete scam?!"

"Where's the Lord? Xiao Ya, get him out here and give us an explanation!"

"..."

The Tracker had displayed such overwhelming strength that the adventurers felt despair for a moment.

That monster...

Could it really be defeated?

The more impotently furious they became,

the more delighted Nan Xi Li Ya felt inside.

She loved watching adventurers get brutally beaten and humiliated!

The Tracker truly deserved to be Lord Qi Ji's general!

Its strength had surpassed all expectations. It had defended Miracle City's dignity and taught these overconfident adventurers a painful lesson.

As for the few adventurers clamoring to meet the Lord and interrogate him face-to-face?

Hah, dream on. Did they think they could meet the Lord whenever they wanted? Besides, Lord Qi Ji had always been upright and aboveboard. He would never stoop to underhanded tricks. If they were weaker, then they should stand firm and take their beating!

"We underestimated the Lord!"

White Crane Hermit stepped forward at that moment.

"This monster is somewhat stronger than this old man imagined. If I'm not mistaken, it is more than merely an Elite Monster. It has reached at least the Two-Star Elite level—perhaps even the strength of a top-tier Two-Star Elite!"

Two-Star Elite?!

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Just as First Order monsters varied in strength,

Second Order monsters naturally had different levels of strength as well.

The gap between Two-Star and One-Star monsters was enormous.

Hunters, Spitters, Smokers, and Jockeys were all Two-Star First Order monsters. How could their threat possibly compare to that of One-Star Common Zombies?

Although White Crane Hermit had initially judged the Tracker to be an Elite Monster—a so-called Second Order monster—everyone had assumed it was only an entry-level elite.

But now, it seemed...

The Tracker was far stronger than they had imagined.

Based solely on the overall strength it had displayed so far, it was likely outstanding even among Two-Star Elites!

"This is way too hard!"

"The Flamethrower in its First Form is incredibly powerful and can cause widespread damage. We can't get anywhere near it."

"Although the Second Form loses the Flamethrower and combat suit, its physical strength is greatly enhanced. Its aggression and speed rival a Witch's, its physical attributes surpass a Tank's, and it has absurd regenerative abilities and combat intelligence."

"Do we really have any hope of defeating it?"

"..."

Seeing that the younger adventurers were becoming discouraged,

White Crane Hermit immediately said, "Though the challenge is difficult, this old man does not believe it is unsolvable... Besides, the Tracker is far stronger than expected, which means the quality of its Soul Essence will also be doubled. Looking at it from another angle, isn't that a very good thing?"

As soon as he said this,

everyone nodded in agreement.

"That's true!"

"No matter how strong the Tracker is, it's still flesh and blood!"

"As long as it's flesh and blood, there must be a way to defeat it!"

"What a shame... I've exhausted my energy for today. Otherwise, I would definitely fight it again!"

"I've never seen such an exceptional monster. The Tracker's Soul Essence must be incredibly valuable—possibly worth more than some Three-Star Elites. If one drops, we'll strike it rich!"

"That's at least equivalent to seven or eight years of grueling work!"

"Damn, now that I think about it, I'm suddenly fired up again!"

"..."

White Crane Hermit felt that Lord Qi's greatest strength lay in this: the secret realms he designed not only had excellent mechanics and felt quite difficult, but they were never completely without hope.

This was fundamentally different from other Lords.

Because most Dungeon secret realms were difficult purely for the sake of difficulty. The adventurers and monsters were utterly mismatched. Such secret realms might fool some people at first, but they would become unsustainable within days.

Bright Moon Reflecting Snow said at this moment, "With our current proficiency, our chances of defeating the Tracker are slim. Old Master, why don't you personally lead us for a run?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

They immediately began clamoring on the spot!

"That's right, Old Dean, we need you!"

"Lead a run!"

"Lead a run!"

"Please lead us juniors, Old Dean!"

"..."

White Crane Hermit did not hesitate.

He merely said, "I only have 1 point of energy left, so I can only try once. I am not very confident either, but there is no harm in giving it a try."

Everyone was overjoyed upon hearing this.

White Crane Hermit was personally joining the fight!

Perhaps there was still hope today!

The adventurers began looking forward to it once more.

Nan Xi Li Ya frowned again. She had not expected the day to be over yet.

Irritable Little Chicken and Black Stone Hammer King had exhausted their energy, while Bright Moon Reflecting Snow happened to have one point left. The grandfather and granddaughter joined Sleeping in the Wind and Lonely Swordsman, forming another adventuring party!

Bright Moon Reflecting Snow was thrilled!

It was her first time adventuring alongside her grandfather!

The feeling was fresh and exhilarating.

By now, most adventurers had exhausted their energy. Almost everyone gathered before the four people's Crystal to observe and learn as the group entered Raging Tide World once again under countless watchful eyes!

"One chance!"

"This time, we have to succeed!"

"We'll all follow Old Dean's command!"

"Move!"

"..."

The four set out.

They began gathering supplies.

Although they frequently encountered dangers along the way, such as Chargers and Smokers that suddenly spawned, White Crane Hermit could usually handle them even when running alone. Now that he had three teammates supporting him, there was even less to fear.

The four moved quickly.

Their efficiency increased by forty to fifty percent.

They also saved at least thirty percent of their ammunition.

They acquired equipment such as a Shotgun, Sniper Rifle, Light Machine Gun, and Chainsaw, as well as several Homemade Explosives and Molotov Cocktails. Then, working together, they killed the Witch and smoothly obtained the key weapon—the Rocket Launcher.

The preparations were complete!

The watching adventurers could not help but sigh.

Black Stone Hammer King said, "It really feels different when an expert joins!"

Cat MeowMeow said, "Yeah, the efficiency is insane. Everything has gone really smoothly so far!"

Time Traveler said, "This is no time to let our guard down. The real battle is about to begin."

"Good luck!"

"Good luck!"

"..."

Before the final battle,

the four first distributed their equipment.

Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow would lure out the monster.

Lonely Swordsman would remain responsible for operating the Rocket Launcher.

White Crane Hermit took Black Stone Hammer King's place from the previous challenge. He would use the Sniper Rifle to provide long-range support, threaten the Tracker, and draw its attention. He was also equipped with a Chainsaw.

The battle began!

Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow approached the armored vehicle and drew out the Tracker.

The two took turns firing to suppress it as they fought and retreated, luring the monster along.

When the Tracker reached the intersection, White Crane Hermit immediately ambushed it with the Sniper Rifle, distracting the Tracker. Lonely Swordsman seized the opportunity to attack from the opposite direction, and a single Rocket Launcher round struck the target dead-on.

They were incredibly in sync!

Their coordination was perfect!

The onlookers erupted in cheers.

The Tracker was directly blasted into its Second Form.

"Open fire!"

"Suppress it!"

The adventurers knew full well how terrifying the Tracker's Second Form was.

But since they could not possibly match its speed, fleeing in fear would mean certain death. Rather than retreat and be picked off one by one, they might as well concentrate their firepower and attack with everything they had. When enemies met on a narrow road, the brave prevailed. That was their only chance of winning!

Lonely Swordsman, Sleeping in the Wind, and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow immediately began wildly pouring out ammunition.

The Tracker's regenerative abilities were far too strong. Even after being hit by more than a dozen shots in succession, its movement speed was unaffected. It dodged most of the gunfire through rapid movement, then used the tentacles on its left hand to seize Lonely Swordsman first.

"Not good!"

The spectators were shocked.

In its Second Form, the Tracker was too fast to hit, and its strength was no weaker than a Tank's. Once caught, death was certain.

"I'll leave the rest to you!"

Lonely Swordsman had barely finished speaking

when a single punch smashed him directly into the ground.

At that moment, the Tracker heard the sound of fuses burning.

Hidden inside Lonely Swordsman's clothes were four lit Homemade Explosives.

These four explosives were everything they had collected along the way. They had all been saved for this moment, meant to deliver a fatal blow to the BOSS!

The Tracker instantly sensed the danger and immediately flung the body away with its tentacles. But it was still a step too late. With a deafening boom, its entire left arm was blown apart, all its tentacles destroyed, and part of its body severely damaged.

"What a shame!"

"It was so close!"

Though they had not killed the BOSS,

they had inflicted enough damage to severely wound it!

Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow hurriedly retreated while changing magazines.

The Tracker seized the opportunity to close in. Though its left hand had been destroyed, tentacles were already growing back, and its right arm still possessed immense destructive power. It prepared to take advantage of the moment to kill the two adventurers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

White Crane Hermit fired several shots in succession.

He did not shoot at the Tracker. It was too fast, making it nearly impossible to hit.

All the bullets struck the supports of a large billboard, instantly shattering them and bringing the enormous sign crashing down. It landed right in front of Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow, perfectly crushing the Tracker that had chased up to them beneath it!

The precision of his timing was astonishing.

The level of a top-tier adventurer was on full display.

That blow weighed several thousand pounds and would definitely inflict massive damage.

"Die!"

Sleeping in the Wind and Bright Moon Reflecting Snow still were not reassured. After emptying all their bullets, they threw another Molotov Cocktail. Flames quickly engulfed the billboard, forming an inferno that swallowed everything!