Chapter 40

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Chapter 40: Mental Impact

Karoso said that these netizens may not be completely reliable, it’s all just an experiment!

However, Karoso still believed in them. Being brave to try is the first step to success, you can never succeed if you’re always afraid.

Thinking this, Karoso walked up to the man in black, punched him in the back of the head without waking him up.

Boom!

The man in black fell forward without a word, crashing to the ground.

Karoso raised his fist and punched the man’s temple several times, until he stopped breathing.

Then, Karoso did something that shocked the netizens. He casually closed the door, put on the black robe and pants of the man in black…

Then, he gave his coat and pants to the person in black robe.

Unfortunately, he was already wearing pants underneath, and a shirt on top, so the female player didn’t get to see anything interesting.

[Honey Karoso is not treating us like friends!]

[Why is Honey Karoso still wearing pants inside, sob sob]

[If he doesn’t take them off, he’ll be bombarded with bullet comments.]

[What? Is this even possible?]

[Oh darn, why can’t we change clothes?]

[Well… it actually makes sense in real life, doesn’t it?]

[Master Karoso actually agreed to wear someone else’s clothes? This character setting is ruined!]

[Master Karoso is a practical person, haven’t you noticed yet?]

[I always thought Master Karoso was cool and reckless, but now he’s being very cautious.]

[Oh no, don’t forget that we’ve been ambushed by Master Karoso several times.]

"Phew, I’ll go check it out." Karoso wasn’t very confident.

He opened the door, peeked outside quietly, and saw two strangers being dragged on the ground.

He didn’t hear any fighting sounds before. It seemed the soundproofing here was very good, probably for people exploring the dungeon.

[Remaining people: 109]

That’s the display that appeared in front of Karoso.

"Trying to make us feel more pressured?" Karoso frowned.

[By the way, Master Karoso, do you understand this type of dungeon?]

"I haven’t experienced it myself, but I’ve heard about it," Karoso explained the principle of this dungeon, which was similar to what the two principals had said.

"Even if I know ninety other areas where humans can cooperate, I still can’t distinguish between friend and foe."

"The reward for killing people is sometimes higher than that for killing the dungeon master, so this dungeon is also known as a war dungeon."

[Is this how it is for you all? We’re in a direct PVP mode.]

[This kind of dungeon is indeed troublesome, but it doesn’t matter, we’re here!]

[This dungeon has a series, all the cultists are dressed the same. I already have some information on this.]

[Well, in our terms, summarize your own experience for a perfect strategy.]

[You can strategize even without us, let alone with us.]

[Actually, having us now may be dangerous for Master Karoso…]

[Yes, everything is different now.]

[Well, when we started changing Master Karoso’s deck, things were already different.]

"I believe in you." Karoso took a deep breath, imitating the cultists, dragging one of them by the feet, making him face down, and walked out from inside.

With his head down, Karoso was covered in a black robe, a few cultists glanced at him, took no notice, and continued walking ahead.

Following behind them, Karoso matched his steps and breathing as best as he could, perfectly blending in.

Some people led students, while others dragged them along, all converging towards lower floors.

Walking through the corridor, Karoso noticed it was long, with each room looking the same.

Faces of suffering individuals were depicted on the walls, perhaps those Evil Spirits?

After reaching the end of the stairs, you have to walk down a long corridor to continue going downstairs.

Knock, knock, knock…

The cultist’s face in Karoso’s hand was scraping on the ground, leaving blood all over him. His head kept bumping on the ground as he walked downstairs, creating a rhythmic sound.

After walking down two levels, Karoso started to feel a headache.

These faces seemed to have a strong impact on the mind!

Karoso was suddenly filled with horror.

If even my mental power causes headaches, what about others?

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "I can’t take it anymore, I’ll fight them!"

Swish!

A stranger appeared using cards to summon armor, holding a big sword and decisively attacking the cultist in front.

The cultist suddenly showed a creepy smile on his face.

Snap!

His face turned backward, rotating a full 180 degrees.

He drew a card and threw it casually.

"Ah…"

"My arm, my arm…"

"I don’t need a head transplant!"

"Save me, save me!"

"Help me!"

Swipe!

Black arms reached out from the wall, grabbing the intruder.

Some arms had mouths on them, while some dark shadows on the wall wailed out.

"Get out of here!"

Buzz!

A golden aura exploded around the intruder, dazzling Holy Light burning the wall with crackling sounds.

"Ah!"

Cries of agony rang out, and many Evil Spirits retracted their hands, while others were instantly burnt to ashes.

Clearly, the newcomer is a Paladin.

"Die!"

Thud!

The Paladin swung his golden sword and cut off the heathen’s head with one strike.

Karoso was surprised, are these cultists… so weak?

No!

Karoso suddenly looked down.

After the cultist was beheaded, the body fell to the ground. The blood and flesh seemed to sink into the ground, as if absorbed by it.

"Roar!"

The Evil Spirit’s arms came out of the wall again. Karoso tried hard to see that the arms seemed to be a bit stronger this time.

Oh no, this place is like a huge Field Magic. It seems the more dead cultists there are, the stronger the Field Magic becomes, making the Spell Cards that summon Evil Spirits stronger!

However, the Paladin’s shining light burned the walls with their Holy Light, making the arms become smaller again.

Karoso thought that the outsiders could use up the cultists and the Field Magic, both sides were being drained.

But with such tough opponents, unless there are a hundred and twenty skilled players, it’s likely they won’t be able to last.

We haven’t even seen the BOSS yet and we’re already using up so much energy, is this really okay?

Plus, we have no idea if this One layer is important at all!

"Darn it, I’ve had enough, let’s fight our way down together!"

The Paladin’s actions were like a signal, many people couldn’t stand the long walls and the patterns on them, so they started using their cards as well.

Someone summoned a few big totems, which glowed with electric lights on the ground, causing the cultists to scream in terror.

Someone summoned wild beasts, tree people, and different types of green vegetation that covered the corridor.

Soon, the vegetation turned black, but it blocked the horrifying faces of those people.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

"For the tribe!"

"Holy Light!"

"For our ancestors."

"For the Goddess!"