And Kitto Gard, in Daniel Davis's opinion, was undoubtedly an arrogant and ignorant little kid who was nothing compared to one of his scary older brothers.
Right now, what he needed the most was a stable development environment. Daniel Davis restrained his hostility and took a look before walking into the dungeon.
His level was already hidden, and the equipment he was wearing from the real world was the best protection.
Just let Kitto Gard be smug.
As he was thinking, Daniel Davis had already arrived at the teleportation array of the dungeon. His figure began to flicker.
Kitto Gard was surprised to see Daniel Davis walk into the dungeon. He casually remarked:
"What's Daniel Davis doing in the dungeon? He's just a Summoner. Without a team, he's probably still at Level 0. Is he in a hurry to die?"
When Carter Wiliam saw this, he casually smiled and said:
"There are also some herbs in the Dungeon. He definitely can't farm monsters without a team. He must have accepted some life quests!"
Kitto Gard quickly laughed out loud and mocked Daniel Davis as he watched him gradually disappear:
"Poor Daniel Davis. He doesn't have anyone to team up with, so he can only do some life quests. I wonder when he will reach Level 1."
…
Now that he had 450 HP, his body was like Superman's. He teleported again, and the dizziness had disappeared.
In the Werewolf Secret Dungeon, the first thing he saw was a large plain. The teleportation array was set up in the safe zone. At this moment, this place was filled with all kinds of people. There were all kinds of spoils of war under their feet, and they were selling them.
"Level 3 White Heart Grass can restore five health points. It's a life-saving medicine. Everyone, come and take a look. It only costs one gold coin!"
"A damaged Level 3 Breastplate that can lower the physical attack of creatures below Level 5. Everyone, come and take a look!"
…
The sounds of hawking could be heard in the surroundings. Countless people were bargaining with the boss in front of the stall. This trading ground clearly had a mature market.
Daniel Davis's mind did not stop on this. Physical skills, magical skills, experience points… These hidden attributes would not be reflected on the interface. Just like in battle, they were filled with unknowns.
Still, these things were of no use to Daniel Davis. They weren't worth stopping at.
Without going too far, a Warrior with long hair and stubble ran to Daniel Davis and asked.
"Hey, brother, you came to the Werewolf Mystic Realm alone, right? This is not a good place. Once you leave the safe zone, those despicable Werewolves will pounce on you like flies.
"Are you interested in forming a party? I'm a Level 5 Warrior with 50 HP and Tenacity. I can block most of the damage. Join us!"
Daniel Davis replied coolly:
"I'm a Summoner!"
Then, he strode away.
The long-haired Warrior was stunned on the spot. He stomped his feet and cursed.
"Damn it, judging from your temperament, I thought you were a Mage. How can you be a useless Summoner? I don't want to clean up after someone!"
Then, he immediately stared at the teleportation array, looking forward to the next person he can recruit.
Not long after they left the market, dense shrubs began to appear on the plains. Most importantly, a line separated the blue sky from the thick dark clouds in the sky.
Past the blue sky was the true Werewolf Mystic Realm. There were countless Werewolves living there, constantly looking forward to a full meal. There was no protection mechanism like the Novice Village here, and everyone was the prey of the Werewolves.
When Daniel Davis stepped out of the safe zone, the air was filled with the smell of blood. On the bushes beside him, there was a large patch of blood and a smear of red undergarment.
At this moment, a broad blond man covered in blood walked over. His slightly plump face was filled with loneliness, and on his broad back was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly.
When he passed by Daniel Davis, the blond man reminded him:
"Hey, brother, go back quickly. The Werewolf Mystic Realm is not a place you can go. Ordinary Werewolves are all Level 5 and above. Their individual attribute points are above 90. Without a team, they will only become monsters of those Werewolves."
"In our entire team, only I came back alive. On my back is my brother's corpse."
"I don't want to see anyone die again. Go back quickly."
"Ignorant brat!"
Daniel Davis nodded slightly at the blond man. As soon as he thanked him, his figure strode away and gradually disappeared into the bushes.
The blond man looked at Daniel Davis's disappearing figure and sighed. He carried the corpse and continued walking towards the safe zone.
At this moment, there was a tall tree beside the Werewolf Mystic Realm.
A tall woman wearing a breastplate waved her sword and sent a monster flying. A bloody wound appeared on her body. Then, the wound began to sizzle and curl up like flames.
A Paladin immediately cast a spell. A white light enveloped the tall woman's wound, and the wound began to scab.
The Summoner was overjoyed, but a black shadow flashed past and the Summoner's head was instantly separated from his body.
"Milne Newman"
The tall lady bellowed in grief.
Then, she waved her sword at the Werewolf again.
Soon, the tall team fled in a hurry with the two of them. There were many corpses left on the ground. A few three-meter tall Werewolves with sharp fangs and steel mane-like fur began to enjoy a delicious meal.
The woman's name was Lee Ellie, and she was a Level 7 Warrior. The leader of this small team had led a ten-man team to explore the Werewolf Mystic Realm. Now, they had suffered heavy losses.
Not long after, beside a pit, a few teams heal and regroup themselves again. They were full of confidence as they explored the Werewolf Mystic Realm. Now, only their injuries and the belongings of their teammates remained.
However, before they could finish healing themselves, the Werewolves who smelled blood chased after them again.
A particularly huge Werewolf leaped into the air and turned into a black shadow, pouncing on Lee.Ellie's Warrior teammate.
The Level 6 Warrior still felt the joy of surviving a calamity before meeting his maker.
The few teams that went this time were quite powerful. Not only were they all above Level 5, but they were also fully equipped. There was even a Level 8 Mage among them.
However, the situation of the people in front of him was not good. The bloodthirsty Werewolves would not let go of any prey. Although there were less than eight Werewolves, they were still massacred by more than ten well-equipped Human players.
Lee.Ellie swallowed a bottle of potion. Her greatsword flashed with white light and cut a Level 6 Werewolf in half. Before she could retreat, a sharp claw cut through her armor on her back. A bloody wound suddenly appeared and her figure was sent flying.
Feeling the rapid loss of health, Lee Ellie tried her best to get up. She could already see the scarlet juice on the fangs of the Werewolf who had ambushed her.
Suddenly, a furious roar sounded.