Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Contrast

Karoso and the others ran for who knows how far before they stopped.

"Huff, huff, huff, I’m so tired…" Tom plopped down on the ground, "I told you, have you ever been here? How come we haven’t met any enemies at all?"

Karoso had them running for about twenty minutes, and no one had cleaned this underground place; theoretically, there should be enemies everywhere. But Karoso and the others didn’t know what kind of luck they had, because not only did they not meet any enemies, they didn’t even trigger a trap.

Even if enemies had been here before, how could they not run into any at all?

"It’s just good luck, like when Teacher 『』 plays cards, she always has great luck," Karoso wiped his sweat.

Tom couldn’t believe it anymore; what kind of luck did this team have? Were they being favored by the goddess of fate?

Teresa was already used to Karoso’s luck; as long as she was with him and didn’t think too much, they would have a lot of fun playing.

Luckily, Teresa wasn’t someone who liked to think too much.

『』 looked a bit surprised at Karoso; could this really be explained just by luck?

Messiah was locked in a cage like a wild beast, feeling very humiliated.

She hugged her knees with both hands, sitting there, looking coldly at the few people.

Just now, she had also imagined that the group would meet an enemy and then bring the leader over, but unfortunately, her plan didn’t come true.

"Now that we are down here, what should we do? I think what you want to do is too dangerous. Why do you have to bring me along? I can’t help at all," Tom said, slapping his thigh.

"The more people, the more strength," Karoso also sat down.

"By the way, what was that fighting style you used just now?" Tom asked, "Did you use a magic scroll?"

"Magic scroll?" 『』 was taken aback for a moment, stroking her chin, "Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit like that…"

Just at that moment, as the clock struck midnight, everyone’s cards began to recover.

Watching this amazing scene, Tom’s eyes widened.

What did they use? Why is it so powerful?

Store magic in a magic scroll, bind it to the soul, and use it in battle. This is the usual way to use a magic scroll.

Even binding to the soul is not a very advanced magic.

But!

Can this thing recover by itself?

There are indeed powerful magic scrolls that can absorb magic to restore themselves, but they must be strong magic scrolls. Automatic recovery magic is a big deal and needs many precious materials, so only really powerful magic can do that.

Looking at the magic scrolls they used, some were not very strong, yet they could still do this?

Also, each card is a magic scroll…

"And what is the fighting style of you two?" Tom looked at 『』 and Karoso and pointed to Teresa beside them. "Even though she uses a magic scroll too, her fighting style makes sense to me."

"You two…"

"If I am not mistaken, Death Knight, Thief, Warrior, Pastor, how many different jobs have you used? You have used both light and dark!"

"What kind of Magic Potion are you drinking to gain so many different powers? Aren’t you afraid of exploding?"

"It’s a secret." Just two words from Karoso made Tom quiet.

Tom felt a bit speechless.

The scariest part is that these two people, no, these three people are all magically very stable!

Normally, to reach their level, one needs to drink many Magic Potions, which contain power but also great dangers. Some Magic Potions require parts of powerful monsters, like their fur.

If that fur is tainted with a soul, and they cannot control it, they could be controlled by the monster or even turn into one.

The magic they absorb is like the purest magic ever.

Wait, magic scrolls!

They fought with magical scrolls; they only needed to use their magic to activate the scrolls, and there was no need to fear any backlash!

That’s not right either; at their level, it involves the laws, and the laws that come from different professions are different too.

Strange, strange, too strange!

"Alright, let’s take a short break; we need to start gathering our army." Karoso stood up.

"Let’s go; in a military place like this, it feels like something is missing without bringing some soldiers." Teresa said, "How do we gather an army?"

Karoso’s gaze fell on Tom.

"Why is this a common sense question…" Tom complained, "These wild armies always have a leader; some monsters have the potential to evolve into heroes."

"Wild armies, especially undead and demons, are quite similar to beasts; just find one that leads their army, defeat it in the chaos, and then that army will belong to you."

[Wow, so that’s how it is]

[We all play like heroes and invincible ones; we have to defeat them completely.]

[Our game mode is to defeat completely; the story mode might also be conquered in this way.]

"By the way, shouldn’t we interrogate this one?" Teresa pointed at Messiah. "This thing in our hands can provide a lot of useful information, right?"

"In the end, we have to wipe out three factions."

"Hmph, no matter how much you torture me, I will never tell," Messiah scoffed.

"Oh? I am quite skilled at interrogation," Teresa grinned wickedly. "Even though we are both women, sometimes a woman can be harsher on another woman than a man can be."

"Just look at this one next to me, a man who has fought for a long time but still hasn’t gotten serious."

Saying this, Teresa tapped Karoso’s chest. "As far as I know, elves are supposed to be pure, right?"

"Ha." Messiah looked scornful. "When you captured me, I was already mentally prepared. He captured me alive for what? Isn’t it still to OO me?"

"When the time comes, pose me in various ways, so I can feel the so-called joy of being a woman, and derive enough pleasure from my cries. At that moment, I still won’t be able to speak."

"You are heartless, throwing me into the demons’ lair, letting me become a plaything for the demons, watching those towering giants of demons go wild around me."

"You laughed loudly and said that if I told you, you would save me… I looked at the sky in despair while being covered in the unknown ooze of many demons…"

Messiah spoke with a cold face, unleashing a stream of harsh words that left the listeners stunned in shock.

Especially her expression, from start to finish, was very serious. There was no look of anticipation, nor any fear, which created a strong sense of contrast.