The ground was littered with equipment, and although the highest quality among them was only of a blue unique-grade, the sheer number, reaching over a dozen, represented a significant treasure.
With consecutive victories under their belts and such bountiful spoils of war, everyone's spirit was alight with combat fervor.
After gathering the loot and rejuvenating themselves, the party continued its advance.
Through several more skirmishes, Sebastian and the crew delved deeper into the dungeon's core, soon arriving at an abandoned hall – the antechamber to the BOSS room.
Pushing open the massive iron doors, they glimpsed, within the dim confines of the room, a gargantuan figure covered in bloodstains, slowly turning to face them with its two sinister dark horns.
Towering several meters high, it dwarfed the [necromancer general] in stature, exuding an aura of palpable dread.
[Bloodworm Necromancer]
[Level 45]
[HP: 300,000]
