Chapter 1779 - 1048: Walking with Artorias

The entire Ulashiro is a gigantic DPS checker.

The deeper one goes into this city, the more one feels this way.

Because within the entire Ulashiro, the monsters are basically all of the abyss monster species, the lack of species results in only playing with the numbers.

Adding to that, Ulashiro, shrouded in the abyss, is a natural poison pool. Since there’s already a poison pool, Gong Qiying didn’t add any additional insidious traps.

This leads to the exploring experience of Ulashiro leaning more towards direct confrontations in open poison pool grounds, fighting monsters, too bad it’s not old men.

"Onward, onward~"

Luluwo hummed songs all the way, occasionally interrupted by monsters, but she simply and decisively dealt death to them, looking in a quite good mood.

Especially the Skyrim Strategy Group people were discussing overtly but secretly praising her series of operations just now, making her feel the breezes blowing had turned lighter.

"As expected of Captain Luluwo, truly deserving the name Black Bat."

"Learn from Captain Luluwo!"

Trailing behind the other team members, Chaos occasionally cast glances at Luluwo, marking her silently in his mind as someone needing extra attention.

He too learned a lot about Luluwo’s deeds, understanding her talent in dungeon exploration, she alone could be considered an entire encyclopedia.

If, and I mean if.

If they could pull Luluwo into their ranks?

Wouldn’t that be quite an achievement?

He needs to talk to Priest Onora about this another day, hoping she could send the Fallen Demon Egg, the dungeon teleportation channel should still be there.

Chaos had a contemplative expression.

During the journey towards the Master of the Abyss’s location, the one having the best time was Dal.

Faced with omnipresent abyss monsters, the wolf blood in his veins stirred his life’s passion, making every moment he shed abyss monster blood exciting as if his blood was set ablaze.

For him, the entire Ulashiro was like a huge catnip, no, a wolf mint.

Up till now, he had not transmitted fire, nor put it out, but played the role of a simple hoarding rat, accumulating the Four Great King Souls and increasingly high levels without letting it slip.

This wasn’t due to some collecting obsession, but because the emergence of a new demon clan made the Fran Guards busier than ever, running around all day left no time to calmly plan a fire transmission.

Moreover, he learned an important piece of information from Gapar, that the higher the level during fire transmission, the greater the benefits when becoming ash.

Before Leon’s fire transmission, their levels were about the same, now his level had already surpassed the former, counting the benefits brought by the King’s Soul, undoubtedly reaching above Level 200.

In the past, after Gapar obtained wolf blood from the Fran Undead Team, he broke through Level 200. Now Dal had finally reached the same realm as him, and looking again...

Gapar’s strength was still formidable, maintaining quite a long distance from himself.

This old man looked unsteady every day, yet underground he’s relentless in grinding soul scrolls and level scrolls.

Reaching Dal’s current level, the soul quantity needed for each level up surged beyond what normal soul grinding could afford, even boss monster souls weren’t quite enough, requiring extra soul blocks for upgrades, unless he chose residency in Sain without going out.

Each departure from Sain Dungeon caused soul resetting and grinding anew; this setup led an increasing number of adventurers to reside in life-type dungeons like Lake Lienia.

Dal had a dream.

If he could reach Level 300 before transmitting fire, wouldn’t the gains be overwhelmingly vast?

So today was another day of striving to grind souls.

"This guy is terrifying..." Chaos stole a glance at Dal and categorized him as a dangerous person, even needing a red label as a high-risk person.

Yet on second thought, if I could recruit such a person into the gang...

Another day, let’s discuss this with Priest Onora.

Perhaps it’s an illusion, feeling like Chaos now wants to recruit everyone into his own side.

"What are you looking at?" Tami suddenly started a conversation: "Didn’t I tell you to watch the surroundings."

"I feel with him around, there’s nothing much left for me to do." Chaos pointed at Dal, who was rampaging ahead with his three wolfmen.

"... True enough."

With the slayer Dal paving the way, the path to Manus’s old lair was as smooth as it could be, quickly reaching that familiar large pit.

Jumping into the pit, the wolf ring automatically expanded a protective barrier around the group, but Luluwo took out a magical apparatus, inserted the wolf ring, and injected magic power into it, instantly creating a circular shield ten meters in radius centered on the device.

Much more effective than simply using the wolf ring!

Unfortunately, this tool was obtained by leveraging connections with the Magic Professors, impossible to mass-produce; if everyone could have one, they could tread the abyss fearlessly.

If the team stayed closely together, everyone would barely stay protected, but even if not, it didn’t matter; each person carried at least three wolf rings, allowing them to roam freely within the ocean of the abyss.