Spinning Charging Warrior Pot

The Yellow Warrior Pot is spinning and charging forward!

"Wow!" Malu was so startled that she was at a loss for what to do and forgot to dodge for a moment.

You can't blame her. When you see a giant jug taller and bigger than a person rushing towards you at high speed like Garen, the visual impact is enough to replace the thought of "getting away".

"What are you daydreaming about!"

Leon pulled Malu behind him and slashed at the Warrior Pot with his sword.

"Bang!"

It's impossible for Warrior Pot to be cut in half so easily.

No one can stop the Spinning Charging Warrior Pot, no one!

"Boss!" Malu suddenly shouted because Leon had been punched in the face by Warrior Pot's fist and was sent flying!

The wall shook, and he was thrown against it, slowly sliding down like a comical cartoon character, his cheeks swollen very high, and his eyes rolled back. He looked like he was about to be put in a cat cart.

Seeing the Warrior Pot charging towards her again, Malu her hair stand on end.

Outside the room, Da Er was talking to someone he never expected to have any contact with.

"Your swordsmanship is quite interesting," Jia Paer, ignoring the dust and sitting down directly in the dilapidated chair. "But you didn't create it yourself, did you?"

Da Er nodded somewhat reservedly, like a well-behaved child.

"You've done a good job imitating the form, but the essence is still lacking," Jia Paer said, uttering something Da Er never expected. "Want me to teach you a thing or two?"

"Huh?" Da Er looked up in disbelief.

"What, you don't want to?"

"No, no, no," he first shook his head and then nodded repeatedly, saying, "I'm willing, very willing!"

He never expected that the famous Sword Saint would actually teach him swordsmanship. So many people beg for the opportunity to be taught, but he had stumbled upon such incredible luck.

Jia Paer was pleased with his reaction and said, "So what should you call me now?"

Da Er hesitated for a moment, "Teacher?"

"Hmm," Jia Paer nodded, "Then let's start with the first lesson: Consecration. Give me your coat."

Da Er blinked, puzzled, and took off his coat and handed it to Jia Paer, who was shirtless. Japal's clothes had been torn during the battle with the Demi-Human Sword Saint, and he was still shirtless.

"Very good, I'll teach you the second lesson next time," he patted Da Er on the shoulder, smiling kindly.

Wait, so you weren't shirtless just to look cool?

"Ah!"

Before Da Er could realize he'd been tricked, Malu's scream came from one of the rooms.

When the two arrived, they found the room in chaos. Leon was lying on the floor waiting for Delu's rescue, Te Er and Warrior Pot were locked in a struggle, and Malu was brandishing a curved sword behind Warrior Pot, seemingly trying to steal an ASS.

The back of the Warrior Pot is perfectly sealed.

The Warrior Pot here are elite individuals. Even Te Er, who has turned into a green-skinned creature, is suppressed in strength and is sweating profusely with anxiety.

But with him restraining them, at least the opponent can't use the Windmill skill. All that's left is for Malu to slowly grind with the Corpse Peeling Curved Sword.

"Uh," Da Er stared at the somewhat comical scene, and finally went up to help smash the Warrior Pot with his Greatsword.

Malu sat down on the ground, panting heavily. "Hah, hah," she thought. Now she never wanted to bring that kind of pot home again.

She quickly flipped through her Hunting Handbook, wanting to see what kind of monster this pot with hands and feet was.

[Hunting Handbook: Monsters]

[Name: Warrior Pot]

The Warrior Pot from Pot Village are all lovable fellows. They love peace, value the glory of battle, and the pots form a harmonious and loving family.

The power of the Warrior Pot comes from the dead. They fill their bodies with the bodies of recognized heroes, thus inheriting the heroes' power and glory. People also feel honored to be chosen by the Warrior Pot after death.

But the Warrior Pot also contains evildoers from other places.

After reading the introduction, Malu looked at the Warrior Pot with a strange expression.

Just now, when the Warrior Pot was shattered, blood and flesh splattered all over the ground. She thought it was just the Warrior Pot's internal organs, and that the other party was just some kind of creature with a jar-like shell. She never expected this.

The contents were all corpses!

She couldn't help but take a few steps back. Who would have thought that the seemingly simple-minded Warrior Pot would collect corpses? The contrast was really hard to accept.

Even though both the Warrior Pot and the deceased felt it was a good thing, it seemed a bit strange to onlookers.

However, this backstory explains why the Warrior Pot appears in the graveyard area.

Da Er picked up an item from the pile of blood and flesh.

[Raw Meatball]

[Raw Meatball with a strong odor, about to spoil, is the perfect time to eat it. It can give the user a surge of vitality, but it can also lead to mild poisoning.]

He glanced at Leon lying on the ground, then finally stuffed the food into his mouth, since Delu was nowhere to be found and hadn't come back yet.

Then they gave him another bottle of antidote. All the Healing Potion on Da Er had been drunk up, leaving only the antidote.

After swallowing the Raw Meatball, Leon slowly woke up. "Why does my mouth taste salty? What did you give me?"

Malu hesitated, then exchanged a glance with Da Er, who shook his head.

Okay, let's keep this a secret.

Just then, Delu finally returned. He had been examining the layout of the rooms, and some of them contained books, which were quite important.

Unfortunately, most books are inaccessible for various reasons, and those that are barely accessible contain little useful information.

Those who enjoy studying history will certainly not miss these books. Delu thought to himself, planning to spread the word about these books after he left.

The team regrouped and continued their exploration.

The entire exploration process involved continuous descent. They frequently encountered floating boulders or ladders pointing downwards, and by the end of the trip, they felt they had gone quite deep underground.

The deeper you go, the more traces of the abyss you'll find. These sticky, dirty black substances begin to appear in the corners of the map, and even on the bodies of monsters. All monsters infected by the abyss are invariably aggressive.

Is this a way of indirectly increasing the difficulty of the Zane Dungeon?

As the exploration deepened, the map gradually transformed from a series of interconnected small rooms into unfinished houses, and finally brought up a scene resembling a rough Mine Area, as if to say that the deeper one goes into the cemetery area, the more deserted it becomes.

"The deeper we go, the fewer traces of humans we see," Delu analyzed matter-of-factly. "This is the dungeon warning us that we will encounter powerful monsters at its deepest point."

Everyone agreed, feeling that his analysis was very accurate.

However, these are just ordinary material reuses.

Jia Paer seemed a bit bored; the monsters here weren't even worth a second of his attacks.

Slaying monsters in Roguelike is still the most fun. The difficulty is just right and there's a good challenge. I really want to challenge the Demi-Human Sword Saint again.

No, no, I need to hurry and find the Tear Drop Larva.

There was something he didn't tell Leon and the others: he wouldn't be staying in Bede City for very long this time.

While the Tear Drop Larva was important to him, other things awaited him, and he would only stay here for about a week.

If he can't get the Tear Drop Larva within a week, he might ask someone else to help him, like his daughter.

"Boss, there's trouble ahead!" Malu is like a little radar; she's usually the one who spots things whenever there's trouble.

Further ahead is a downward staircase, and the space below the staircase is filled with monsters, but these monsters are not the same as usual.

They seem to be besieging other monsters?

The monster being besieged looked very familiar; it was a large Warrior Pot!

But unlike the individuals they first encountered, this Warrior Pot's jar was covered in cracks, which seemed to be proof of its many wounds.

He held the small door shut with all his might, blocking the invading monster with his body, but the price was that he couldn't fight back, or rather, he simply didn't have the strength to fight back.

The Warrior Pot's body was trembling and looked very pitiful.

"Should we help him?" Malu said sympathetically. "But if he dares to hit us, we'll kill him too."

"Good."

Before the monsters could discover him, Delu began a tense and exciting incantation. Taking advantage of the terrain, his field of vision was very wide, and he was able to hit all kinds of magic missiles and other spells smoothly!

"Awooo!"

The monsters were howling in agony, and Warrior Pot, who hadn't expected anyone to help him, was stunned for a moment.

He didn't react until Leon and the others were right in front of him.

Leon held his longsword, his eyes fixed on the Warrior Pot in front of him. He would kill him without hesitation if the other dared to make any rash moves.

However, this Warrior Pot gives off a different feeling than other monsters; it seems to lack a bit of ferocity.

Does that mean we can communicate?

Just then, Warrior Pot suddenly moved aside to make way, and behind him, many auras similar to his emanated from the door.

He waved his arm, gesturing for everyone to come inside, but once inside, they found it was just an ordinary room. Where did those auras, identical to those in the Warrior Pot, come from?

The Warrior Pot struck the wall, and suddenly a hidden door appeared.

Behind the door, a completely different scene unfolded.

It was still a graveyard, but it didn't feel eerie. Warm firelight illuminated the area, and there was even green grass and flowers.

With these flowers as decoration, the cemetery looks like a park.

Malu her mouth wide and looked deeper into the distance, where she suddenly spotted several small figures.

A group of smaller Warrior Pot are Yugi around the flowers?

Standing guard and typing in the pouring rain, the raindrops falling on the screen sometimes produced strange and interesting words.