The group moved cautiously through the ancient dungeon corridors, their way lit by the dim, flickering glow of the red fireball in Wain's hand. After several minutes, they spotted movement ahead.
A group of monsters stood in the shadows.
[Corroded Orclin] (Humanoid, lower 2nd Grade)
Level 96
HP 22,048 / 22,048
The group stopped in their tracks, startled by the sight of six hulking Orclins.
Orclins were usually weak creatures, only slightly stronger than goblins. But here, in the depths of the dungeon, the ancient mana had transformed them. These creatures had grown far more powerful, even reaching 2nd grade.
Wain's mind raced. What kind of treasure is hidden in a place where even Orclins become this strong? He felt a wave of relief that he hadn't entered the dungeon alone.
Despite the danger, the Black Star adventurer team showed no fear. Luther calmly stepped forward, with a confident expression.
