Burial Corpse King Card

He walked towards the spot where the Corpse King had collapsed. Amidst the pile of shattered bones, a card was glowing with an eerie green light.

[Name: Burial Corpse King Card]

[Rank: E]

[Level: 1]

[Blood: 2500/2500]

[Attack: 150]

[Defense: 90]

[Agility: 35]

[Skills: Bone Claw Rend (Deals 1.8x damage to a single target, 10-second cooldown), Command of the Dead (Increases the attack power of nearby skeletal creatures by 10%, range 20 meters), Bone Reassembly (When health is below 30%, absorbs surrounding skeletons to restore 15% health, 60-second cooldown)]

[Note: An juvenile form formed from the remnant soul of the Burial Corpse King in a Hard difficulty instance. It appears as a five-meter-tall skeletal giant, with eerie green flames burning between its bones. It can grow according to the dungeon theme and has extremely high potential.]

Su Mu looked at the card, a slight smile playing on his lips. It was an E-rank card, but its skill set was complete, and its core was of the skeletal type. In a Journey to the Journey to the West theme, this would be an excellent base for the future "White Bone Spirit."

He put away the cards and glanced at the materials scattered on the ground. The drops from the hard difficulty dungeon were several times richer than those from the normal dungeon: bone fragments, bone shards, Soul Flame crystals, broken bone armor, and more than a dozen F-grade and E-grade equipment cards and skill cards. A great harvest.

But Su Mu's brows quickly furrowed.

He looked towards Flower-Fruit Mountain. At the summit, the Stone Left Over from Mending Heaven stood there quietly, without any protection. If Little Drill Wind hadn't returned to defend quickly enough, those eighty elite skeletons would have been enough to threaten the core card.

The core card is the unborn Sun Wukong. Right now, it's just a stone.

The weakness is too obvious.

If you run Nightmare difficulty dungeons, the monsters will be stronger, more numerous, and smarter.

The Little Drill Wind can indeed deal with monsters, but if the monsters swarm towards the core card, the Little Drill Wind will be held back, and once the core card is destroyed, the entire dungeon will collapse.

He cannot afford such a price.

Su Mu glanced at the time. It was a little past 11 p. m., less than an hour before midnight.

After midnight, he can meditate to restore his Soul Power. Moreover, with the Corpse King Card he just obtained, plus the bone materials he had previously acquired, he can try to summon the White Bone Spirit.

Even if it's just a prototype.

Su Mu collected his thoughts, and with a thought, exited the instance.

A flash of grayish-white light, and he reappeared outside the entrance to the Land of Buried Bones.

"They're out!"

"He's out! Wait, look at his level... level thirteen!"

"What? Level thirteen? Wasn't he level twelve before he went in?"

"He went in at level 12 and came out at level 13? What wave did he reach in the hard mode?"

"At least the tenth wave! The experience from the tenth wave in normal dungeons isn't enough to go from twelve to thirteen, and it's only about ten waves in hard dungeons."

"A level 12, F-rank core card, soloing a hard mode dungeon, reaching wave 10 or higher?"

How did he do that?

Outside the entrance, dozens of eyes were fixed on Su Mu. The burly man with the thick beard opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time. The hooded young man leaned against the railing, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Level 13." Someone took a deep breath. "He cleared the difficult level."

"I might not have finished the game, but I've at least reached wave ten or higher. That's terrifying."

"Do you think he might try playing the Nightmare difficulty dungeon?"

"Nightmare dungeon? Impossible. The tenth wave of the Hard dungeon and the first wave of the Nightmare dungeon are completely different concepts. He's level 13, how can he possibly beat Nightmare?"

"But he dared to solo the difficult dungeon, and even made it to the tenth wave or higher, so he might really have some trump card."

"If he dares to enter Nightmare difficulty, it proves he's cleared Hard difficulty. Otherwise, he wouldn't have that kind of confidence."

"I guess he didn't actually clear the game on Hard difficulty; he just gave up after the tenth wave. After all, his core card is a rock, and its weakness is too obvious."

"Even so, a level 10+ dungeon master who can solo Normal Lair and at least ten waves of Hard Lair is already worthy of respect."

"Yes, in the world of dungeon raiders, strength reigns supreme. His move today has silenced everyone."

The discussions rose and fell, but the tone had changed from initial mockery to admiration, even a hint of awe.

Su Mu ignored the stares.

Then he looked towards the lair, preparing to try the Hell difficulty challenge.

Note: Your level is below 15. You need to apply for a challenge with the Dungeon Master Association.

Su Mu frowned.

There are no level requirements for normal wilderness nest challenges.

But it's not too far from the city.

This was clearly set up by the Dungeon Master Association through some kind of power, precisely to prevent anyone from accidentally entering.

He shook his head; he didn't have the communication capabilities to report it. He had no choice but to give up.

He shook his head.

He walked straight through the crowd to a quiet rock on the outskirts and sat down against the rock wall. People around him instinctively made way for him.

A level 13 dungeon master who can solo more than ten waves of difficult dungeons is someone no one dares to approach easily.

The Su Mu was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

I spent the whole day grinding monsters, and also ran normal and hard dungeons. Although my main character was Little Drill Wind, it still took a lot of mental effort.

He needs to maintain peak condition.

Consciousness sank into the Dungeon Space.

Under a hazy gray sky, Flower-Fruit Mountain and Lion Camel Ridge stood side by side. Su Mu checked his Soul Power.

After upgrading to level thirteen, and adding what I had left, I now have fifteen points.

With a thought, he drew out ten points of his Soul Power and cast them into a chaotic area to the left of Flower-Fruit Mountain.

The earthquake was severe, and the gray-brown rocks and soil rose, piled up, and were raised.

A mountain peak, one kilometer long and five hundred meters high, is slowly taking shape. Its steep slopes and rugged cliffs echo the Flower-Fruit Mountain and Lion Camel Ridge.

There are now three mountains in the instance.

In the very center is Flower-Fruit Mountain, with the Stone Left Over from Mending Heaven the sky standing on its summit.

To the right is Lion Camel Ridge, shrouded in demonic energy, with Little Drill Wind guarding it. To the left is this new mountain, which he prepared for the White Bone Spirit... White Tiger Ridge.

On the Journey to the Journey to the West map, White Tiger Ridge is not next to Flower-Fruit Mountain.

But now is not the time to consider the map's accuracy.

He needs to make up for the shortcomings of the core card of Flower-Fruit Mountain as soon as possible. Even if it is just adding another mountain as a buffer, it can buy him a few more breaths of time when the monsters split up.

Su Mu looked at the three mountains and gently exhaled.

"Wait until midnight, meditate to restore your Soul Power, and then try to summon the White Bone Spirit."

He snapped out of his daze, leaned against the rock, and closed his eyes to rest. The crowd around him was still whispering, but their voices were fading into the distance.