· Slaughter

Before returning to the camp, the members of the second echelon, who were busy setting up the temporary site, waved to Lu Qiming before continuing their work, though they were clearly curious about the commotion Lu Qiming and Ais had caused in the small grove earlier.

However, setting up the camp was their top priority for now.

Seeing this, Lu Qiming felt awkward just standing around, so he walked toward the few people still throwing punches not far away, intending to see how Finn and the others were progressing.

"Finn, how are you all doing?"

Lu Qiming approached Riveria with a grin, watching them with a smile.

"We're starting to get a feel for it. What about Ais?"

Finn threw a punch, and a visible shockwave flew from his fist, though it dissipated after traveling only a few meters.

"I taught Ais a few sword techniques. Once you've mastered the Air Cannon, you can ask her about them."

Hearing Lu Qiming's words, Finn was stunned, then continued to throw punches with even greater intensity.

He hadn't expected Lu Qiming to have taught Ais even more powerful techniques beyond this one, and he didn't seem to mind them learning those either. He didn't know how to thank Lu Qiming, so he could only strive harder to master what he had been taught.

That was the best way to show his gratitude!

Seeing Finn's actions, Lu Qiming smiled slightly. Sometimes, many things don't need to be said aloud, as the intent is already clear.

Afterward, he began to observe the others. Aside from Finn, only Gareth could barely manage to fire an Air Cannon, likely because both were Level 6 adventurers with sufficient physical strength and a wealth of combat experience.

They had already grasped the basics of this technique.

As for Tiona, Tione, and the werewolf Bete, who shared the same personality as a certain accelerator, they could currently only gather air in their hands. To successfully execute the move, they would likely have to wait until they leveled up again.

Once their physical stats had increased significantly.

And so, under the watchful eyes of Lu Qiming and Riveria, the group practiced until the crystals in the sky of the 18th floor gradually dimmed. Ais, who had been practicing alone in the grove, also walked back, exhausted.

However, judging by her expression, she had already mastered the basic Draw Sword Strike. As for the Void Draw Sword Strike and Phantom Sword Dance, she wouldn't be able to master them for the time being, even with the aid of magic.

In the evening, after the expedition team finished their meal, everyone returned to their respective tents to rest and recharge for entering the deeper levels of the Dungeon tomorrow.

The next day, as the crystals at the top of the 18th floor began to glow, the expedition team had already finished breakfast and packed up the camp, ready to set out once more.

Before the entrance to the 19th floor.

Finn stood at the front, checking on everyone. Once he confirmed there were no issues, he looked at Lu Qiming.

"Qiming, we intend to push through to the 50th floor in one go this time. As our vanguard, are you confident?"

"Hmph, I've been waiting for this."

Divine Judgment appeared in Lu Qiming's hand, humming softly as it voiced its thirst for blood and slaughter.

"Expedition team, move out!"

As Finn's words faded, Lu Qiming transformed into a black shadow and vanished from the spot, charging into the entrance of the 19th floor.

In the dark corridor, the wandering monsters seemed to sense something; they roared and began to gather toward the entrance. After they left, on the dark red walls, pairs of bloodthirsty, savage, yet intelligent beast eyes watched the entrance from the stone walls.

"Roar!"

The sound of stone walls shattering echoed through the corridor as countless monsters were spawned by the Dungeon.

"Hehe. Hahaha. My little darlings, we meet again!"

In the corridor, a bloodthirsty, manic grin appeared on Lu Qiming's face. Blood-red aura coiled around his body, and as he looked at the monsters surrounding him the moment he entered, his killing intent soared.

"I'm here, my little darlings. Let's become one!"

Dual Blade Thrust

He crouched slightly, gripping Divine Judgment with both hands, his black pupils locked onto the monsters roaring before him.

BOOM!

In an instant, Lu Qiming vanished, leaving a cracked crater in the ground.

The sharp blade sliced through the monsters' necks, blood gushing out like a fountain, and their roars were abruptly cut short.

Flashing sword light flickered continuously in the dark red corridor as a figure darted through the monster horde.

The next second, all monster roars ceased. Their charging bodies stopped in their tracks, collapsing like weeds as blood splattered across the floor.

Lu Qiming appeared behind the monsters, his tongue lightly licking the blade of Divine Judgment, his mouth pulled into a terrifying arc.

"Not enough! Still not enough! I need more!"

His low, bloodthirsty voice echoed. Lu Qiming looked behind him, where newly spawned monsters were rushing over in an endless stream.

"Hahaha, my darlings, you've arrived! Let's keep the party going!"

Amidst his manic laughter, Lu Qiming charged into the monster horde. Heads, blood, limbs, and warm entrails danced in the air alongside his figure, and the entire corridor was filled with the stench of blood.

As Finn and the others entered the corridor, the constant spraying of blood, the dying roars of monsters, and Lu Qiming's manic, bloodthirsty grin created a scene like hell itself, shocking everyone to their core.

"Cap-Captain, what is wrong with Qiming?"

The timid elf Lefiya looked ahead nervously. She had no doubt that if she got too close to the current Lu Qiming, he would decapitate her with a single swing.

"This must be what Qiming is truly like when he fights!"

Finn watched with a grave expression as Lu Qiming unleashed a bloody storm amidst the horde of monsters. He had noticed back on the upper floors that Lu Qiming wore a bloodthirsty grin while killing, but it had never been as terrifying as it was now.

He had assumed Lu Qiming was holding back out of consideration for their presence, but it now appeared that the monsters on the upper floors simply lacked the numbers and strength to push him.

"Then, Captain, should we go and help Lu Qiming?"

Lefiya looked at Finn nervously.

"No. We agreed that the monsters in front would be left to him. We just need to focus on collecting the Magic Stone and loot. Besides,"

Finn pointed toward Lu Qiming, who had just shattered the head of a Goat-Headed Monster and was waving at them with a smile.

"He doesn't need our help."

"Oh."

Lefiya nodded and began to collect the Magic Stone from the ground.

As for the members of the first-tier team nearby, they completely ignored the bloody scene Lu Qiming had created and his manic laughter; their captain was only slightly better than the current Lu Qiming when he activated his 'Magic Spear'.

Moreover, as top-tier adventurers, they had long since grown accustomed to such scenes. If they couldn't adapt to this, they never would have become top-tier adventurers in the first place.

Slaughter was, by nature, exactly this kind of spectacle; blood and death had always been their constant companions.