Eragon and Stefan were like two alpha wolves, neither willing to back down.The tension between them thickened the air, drawing the attention of everyone nearby.To make matters worse, more people began joining the confrontation. Some stood behind Stefan, while others rallied behind Eragon.Common folks who lacked the strength to endure such a clash hurriedly fled the area, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.While Eragon was trading blows with Stefan, he deliberately redirected one of his attacks toward Dante, disguising it as an accident. Dante made no attempt to dodge.The attack struck the transparent barrier he had casually erected around himself and dissipated without leaving a mark.Dante was fully aware that it was a cheap shot from Eragon, but he felt no need to lower himself into pointless squabbles.The fight dragged on, neither side gaining a clear advantage.“To think they are all supposed to be on the first team,” Arnold said as he walked over and stood beside Dant

To everyone’s shock, Dante neither blocked nor dodged.He stood completely still as Freya’s punch landed squarely on his cheek.The impact echoed like an explosion.A violent shockwave burst outward, sweeping across the training ground and kicking up dust and debris.Freya’s body gave out immediately after the strike, and she collapsed unconscious onto the ground.A thin trail of blood slowly trickled from the corner of Dante’s mouth.“They injured him,” Arnold muttered in disbelief.“I don’t know what’s more impressive,” Instructor Bane said quietly as he watched the scene. “That he took such an attack directly to the face without any defense and only suffered minor damage, or that those girls managed to touch him at all.”“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure they’re ready for tomorrow’s raid,” Sylvia said as she hurried to Vida’s side.Later that evening, the girls gathered together in one of the resting halls.“You all did really well today,” Sylvia said with a warm smile.“I wonder if he’

Dante watched as the team confronted the wave of monsters rushing toward them.Among the spectators, nearly everyone had someone they cared about inside the dungeon.Just like Dante, their hearts were filled with tension and fear.Back inside the dungeon, Vida, Celeste, and Freya moved exactly as they had practiced.Their coordination was flawless as they worked together to cut down the incoming monsters.Arnold was like a force of nature.He stood far away from the others, not wanting anyone to get caught in the destructive flames he unleashed.Stefan turned the battlefield into a blazing inferno with every step he took.Eragon and Leon also demonstrated why they were considered powerhouses among their peers.Yet among all of them, Jamal stood out the most.His magical artifacts contained countless weapons, and mechanisms designed to handle large numbers of enemies."Come on!" Jamal roared as he sliced off a monster’s head and raised his shield to block another attack.Watching him f

"Please take me with you!" a beastkin girl rushed toward Jamal, her voice filled with desperation.She had rabbit ears and a fluffy tail that swayed behind her.She was considered beautiful, the type many would go crazy for."I will do anything. Please take me out of this hell!" she cried.More girls quickly gathered around Jamal, begging him to save them.Some even offered everything they had, including their bodies.Jamal swallowed hard.He wished his artifact could carry all of them away.He turned his eyes toward Theobald, the human wearing the recording helmet.If not for that camera, Jamal would have already given in to his desires.When they entered the dungeon, two people had been assigned to carry recording devices.One was with Eragon’s group, and the other was with Stefan’s group.Unfortunately, the one accompanying Eragon’s group had already died.While everyone was still arguing about what to do next, they suddenly saw Ron running toward them.He was one of the first peop

On the second floor, they arrived in a world of endless snow.White plains stretched in every direction, and freezing wind howled across the land. Even Marcus immediately felt the cold seep into his bones. His body trembled as he began to shiver uncontrollably.Dante raised his hand and expanded his forcefield, wrapping Marcus inside it and shielding him from the deadly cold.“Use your aggro,” Dante ordered once again.Marcus activated the skill.This time, yetis came rushing toward them.Towering figures covered in thick white fur burst from behind snowy hills and frozen rocks. Dante knew they were living beings. Yetis were creatures that preferred isolation. As long as no one trespassed on their territory, they rarely attacked.Because of that, Dante did not plan to be brutal.He instantly increased the gravity around them.The air itself seemed to collapse.The yetis were smashed into the ground with explosive force, their massive bodies crashing into the snow and ice. None of them