Falling, The Flying Man

Everything ended, and the situation suddenly calmed down. Xiao Yang had nothing to do for the moment. Sometimes, grinding too hard wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Clearing this pile of Skeleton Warriors should have been a long and challenging task, but Xiao Yang had managed to clear them all out in three days without sleep. Now, he found himself with nothing to do.

Now, he had to wait for Myriad Realms Trading to digest this huge haul, reap the war dividends, and max out all his attributes. Then, he could buy some climbing gear and descend from the end of the other passage to see what was there.

Or should he continue forward for a bit? Across this dangerous rope bridge?

In silence, Xiao Yang paced back and forth in the small square littered with bones. If he wanted to play it safe, it would definitely be more prudent to rest here for a few days. But Xiao Yang, having just finished a massive grind and fought for days, was now feeling inexplicably restless.

Looking at the rope bridge stretched out straight, "Why not go a bit further?" he said to himself hesitantly.

He made up his mind. "I'll explore a bit further."

Xiao Yang decided to climb across and see what the situation was on the other side.

No sooner said than done, Xiao Yang approached the dangerous rope bridge and tried standing on it. He swayed it a bit. He had to admit, seeing the bottomless darkness beneath him in this situation made his heart skip a few beats. But it was okay; it wasn't impossible to walk on. After getting used to it for a while, Xiao Yang found that the suspension bridge was more stable and safer than he had imagined.

Calming himself down, Xiao Yang gradually became bolder and began to climb towards the other end of the rope bridge.

Of course, although he had calmed down, judging by Xiao Yang's movements at this moment, he was clearly not that steady or composed.

He clung to the thick rope like a maggot, slowly wriggling across the dilapidated wooden bridge. There was no other way; Xiao Yang wasn't a parkour expert, nor had he actually learned any Lightness Skills. Increasing his Agility only made his reactions and movements faster; it didn't mean he could suddenly scale walls and leap over rooftops.

At this moment, Xiao Yang's desire to learn a skill that could allow him to scale walls and leap over rooftops reached its peak. It wasn't a matter of whether it was useful or not; it was at least so he wouldn't have to slowly wriggle like a giant maggot when facing such a situation.

Suddenly, the thick rope Xiao Yang was clinging to swayed. Xiao Yang grabbed the rope in terror. Fortunately, the swaying didn't last and quickly subsided. Xiao Yang was spared the experience of being thrown high into the air.

"But why did it sway like that? Was it the wind? But would there be wind in this dungeon?"

As he pondered, Xiao Yang suddenly realized something was wrong. "That's right! Would there be wind in this dungeon!" He abruptly raised his head and saw a figure in a black robe appear on the other side of the rope bridge. The figure raised something high in its hand. What was it holding? It was holding a battle axe!

"Wait!" Xiao Yang shouted at this critical juncture, but his shout changed nothing. The battle axe fell. Fortunately, this blow didn't sever the thick rope, so Xiao Yang was still saved. He couldn't worry about anything else. Facing this life-threatening situation, people could do anything. Xiao Yang leaped up from his clinging, wriggling posture, intending to charge at the black-robed figure opposite him.

A dramatic scene unfolded. Neither Xiao Yang's nor the black-robed figure's actions managed to break the thick rope, but the iron stake securing the rope couldn't hold on any longer.

With a piercing creak, Xiao Yang successfully entered freefall. Of course, he was the one being dropped.

"Ah! Damn it!"

The desperate scream of a unlucky fellow being thrown high into the air echoed and stretched out in the deep Underground Crevasse.

Just as Xiao Yang was about to hit the ground like a cannonball, he grabbed the thick rope that was falling with him.

The Adventurer's Armguard included gloves, otherwise Xiao Yang felt he probably wouldn't have been able to hold onto the rope. As he fell further, the rope wasn't long enough, and the fixed iron stake of the rope bridge snapped.

Xiao Yang was flung out. His action of tightly gripping the rope during his fall was correct. Although he didn't hold on, it greatly reduced his landing speed.

With a splash, Xiao Yang tumbled like a rolling gourd in a puddle at the bottom of the Underground Crevasse, rolling several times before finally stopping. When he got up from the ground, his Health had reached a dangerous number: fifty points.

Struggling to get up from the mud, he was lucky. Fortunately, there was water upon landing, and a large pool of wet mud had accumulated at the bottom. Otherwise, if he had fallen on hard rocks, his fifty Health might have been depleted, and he might have suffered a limb-loss status.

Wiping the mud off the Wraith Helm, Xiao Yang's gaze fell upon his surroundings. It was a wet hollow that collected water, located at the lowest point of the Underground Crevasse. It wasn't completely dark; some faintly glowing crystal ores on the surrounding rock cliffs served as the light source for this underground world.

The commotion he caused by falling was significant. Something was coming towards him, and not in small numbers, and it was coming from the water.

He had landed successfully, but his situation was not very safe.

The meter-deep water only reached Xiao Yang's waist, but it was enough to hide some figures swimming within. The water around him began to ripple. Xiao Yang was not in good condition and didn't want to fight, but it was clear he couldn't outrun these monsters swimming in the water in this hollow.

He couldn't panic and flee; he had to repel their attack before he could retreat safely. Xiao Yang quickly reached this conclusion.

Fortunately, fortunately, he still had that bit of Health regeneration. The green number that suddenly popped up gave him great comfort. Those things stirring up the water were getting closer and closer. During this brief respite, Xiao Yang first chugged a Health Potion and then took the Dark Dispelling Lantern from his waist and raised it high.

The flame in the Dark Dispelling Lantern had not gone out despite being soaked. The light from the crystal ores on the rock walls was too faint, and Xiao Yang couldn't adapt well to fighting in dim light. At this moment, the flame on the Dark Dispelling Lantern flickered unprecedentedly, warning Xiao Yang that there were many enemies approaching.

Xiao Yang gripped Justice's Condolence tightly in his hand.

There was no time to complain or regret; he had to prepare to face the battle. Of course, if Xiao Yang managed to climb back up, he would definitely give that black-robed figure a good pounding on the head, with love! With love!