Queenie's Dao heart really was starting to collapse.
Mainly because this was completely outside her expectations!
If it had only been outside her expectations, she could actually have accepted it.
But it was one thing for it to be outside her expectations; for the process of clearing the dungeon to be so torturous on top of that really made her feel like she was breaking down.
The first dungeon.
She could still make excuses for Lu Xiu.
But the second dungeon—there was no excuse at all! It was insane!
Not only had it forcibly stripped away her attributes, it even demanded that she abandon every combat habit she had honed through life-and-death battles.
What the hell was that?!
And fine, abandon them if she had to.
She accepted it.
She worked hard to adapt.
But after being hacked to death by one enemy so many times, after she had finally adapted to the rhythm of clashing blades, after she had finally felt like she had grasped the trick to this dungeon.
The next enemy was a monster with a completely different attack logic.
When the Chained Ogre kicked her off the cliff.
Queenie truly felt like a clown—a clown toyed with at will by the constructor."
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Queenie's eyes were bloodshot, her chest heaving violently, and she felt as if she was about to explode.
Only after a long while.
Did she barely regain her calm from that extreme suffocation and frustration.
Then she opened the system panel again.
She suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
This constructor! Could it be that every dungeon she made was like this?!
No.
Impossible!
Even the toughest warrior!
Probably could not endure clearing dungeons like that one after another! Anyone would break down!