· Class Lord 'Goliath'

The captain took the recovery potion Lu Qiming tossed over, popped the cork, and downed it in one gulp.

"Thank you. We will certainly handle the task you've entrusted to us, sir."

As the potion took effect, a green glow emerged from the captain's wounds, and his flesh began to regenerate at a rapid pace.

"Good. Then I'll send you off first, so I can have some real fun with these little cuties."

A terrifying arc stretched across Lu Qiming's lips. He licked the tip of Divine Judgment, his gaze turning bloodthirsty as he looked toward the monsters beginning to stir in the surroundings.

Gale Dance

In the next second, Lu Qiming's figure flickered repeatedly among the monster horde, accompanied by flashes of sword light. The monsters fell like mowed grass, blood staining the ground and filling the air with a pungent, metallic stench. Hundreds of magic stones lay silently on the floor.

"Gulp!"

The group stared blankly at the path Lu Qiming had carved out in an instant—a path paved entirely in blood.

"Captain, this..."

The youth holding a magic staff pointed at the blood-soaked road ahead, seemingly at a loss for words.

"Move!"

The captain glanced at Lu Qiming, who was slaughtering the remaining monsters with a smile, then signaled the others. He led the way toward the tunnel Lu Qiming had arrived from; the monsters there had surely been wiped out, and since the Dungeon had yet to spawn new ones, it was undoubtedly safe.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly shouldered their gear and followed, picking up the magic stones scattered on the ground as they passed.

Before long, their figures vanished into the tunnel.

"Now, I can finally let loose!"

Noticing that they had left, the smile on Lu Qiming's face grew even more unrestrained. He no longer suppressed the power behind his swings of Divine Judgment, and terrifying sword beams erupted from his hands, clearing out entire swaths of monsters and leaving deep gouges in the walls.

"WRAAAAAAAH!"

Under Lu Qiming's slaughter, the monsters died in droves. The morale they had built up through sheer numbers collapsed, and they began to scatter in a frantic bid for survival, their instincts screaming at them to flee from a creature even more monstrous than themselves.

"Where are you going, darling? Take me with you. Hahaha!"

Before a tunnel entrance, Lu Qiming's black pupils glowed with a crimson light as he stared at the monsters ahead. A faint red aura, born from his relentless killing, coiled around his body like a demon god bathed in blood.

"WAAAAH!"

Seeing Lu Qiming suddenly appear before them, the monsters roared and charged, their weapons aimed at his head.

"Oh my! How can you treat someone who cares about you like this? You're breaking my heart!"

With a light flick of Divine Judgment, Lu Qiming sliced the monsters in two mid-air, scattering blood and viscera across the floor.

"It's truly heartbreaking. Are you all so unwilling to become one with me (Experience Points)?"

He raised Divine Judgment slightly and crouched, lightning coiling around his body as a buzzing sound filled the space.

The fleeing monsters seemed to sense something; they paused for a split second before bolting toward the exit at even greater speeds.

"Let's become one!"

As the lightning reached its peak, Lu Qiming's whisper echoed. His body vanished from the spot, leaving behind a massive crater.

Thunder Blade Shadow

A high-speed bolt of lightning streaked across the clearing in an instant. Lu Qiming reappeared on the opposite side and gave his blade a light flick. He tossed Divine Judgment aside, took the stainless steel basin off his head, and began collecting the magic stones from the ground.

Behind him, every monster that had been in the middle of fleeing instantly crumbled into black ash, leaving a trail of magic stones in their wake.

"Clink, clink, clink, clink!"

"What a bountiful harvest!"

Lu Qiming looked up at the falling stones, then began gathering his spoils like a diligent farmer.

Five minutes later, Lu Qiming stood up straight and stretched. The stainless steel basin in front of him was more than half-full, brimming with magic stones and monster drops.

"Looks like I'll need to find a supporter when I come back for these little cuties tomorrow. Otherwise, I won't be able to carry all the loot back."

Lu Qiming scratched the back of his head, murmuring to the floating Divine Judgment. If he hadn't run into those adventurers earlier to help carry his haul, he would have been forced to discard everything he'd gathered from the upper floors.

With that thought, Lu Qiming tossed the basin back onto his head, grabbed Divine Judgment, and began his slow descent to the next level.

"Ding-dang-dang, dong-dong-dang, Huluwa, ding-dang-dang, dong-dong-dang, stealing your mom."

"La-la-la-la, Huluwa, Huluwa, stealing your mom!"

Accompanied by his singing, Lu Qiming fought his way through the sixteenth floor and arrived at the entrance to the seventeenth. By now, his quest progress had reached 6,999/1,000,000—meaning that after a day of effort, he had already killed far more than he had the previous afternoon.

Moreover, his gains were several times higher than yesterday's. After all, the mid-level monsters provided an average of one hundred experience points each, with the occasional elite monster granting five hundred to a thousand.

As for the upper-level monsters, Lu Qiming had only cleared the path he walked through, so there hadn't been many.

"Well then, let's go check out the seventeenth floor. At this point in time, it shouldn't be dead yet."

In the original story, the floor boss was defeated by the Loki Familia expedition team, but since their expedition was still in preparation, the floor boss, Goliath, should still be alive.

It would be perfect to use it to round his count up to seven thousand; 6,999 was just too annoying for his obsessive-compulsive tendencies.

Dungeon, seventeenth floor.

The moment Lu Qiming stepped inside, he realized it was completely different from the sixteen floors above. The area was filled with white crystals, and the entire seventeenth floor was bathed in the brilliant light radiating from them.

Suddenly, the wall to Lu Qiming's left began to shake violently, followed by the appearance of massive cracks as chunks of crystal rained down.

"ROOOAAAR!"

A colossal head emerged from the wall, featuring long black hair, crimson pupils, and dark red skin. The moment it laid eyes on Lu Qiming below, the 17th Floor Boss, Goliath, let out a frenzied roar.

As he bellowed, the wall continued to crumble. First one foot, then the next, until the nearly twenty-meter-tall Goliath tore himself free from the masonry.

"ROAR!"

Goliath glared at Lu Qiming not far away, thrusting his massive arm downward to smash him into the ground.

BOOM!

After a thunderous crash and the settling of dust, Lu Qiming sat atop Goliath's flattened hand, Divine Judgment held firmly in his grip.

"Yo! Big guy, do you want to become one with me, too?"

His pitch-black pupils glinted with a reckless, wild grin, and a terrifying, tangible killing intent coiled around his body. The bloodthirsty hum of Divine Judgment echoed throughout the entire 17th floor.