In just a few seconds, the battle on the high platform ca to a conclusion.
The sharp-eared male who could quickly and precisely fire arrows with a longbow had been beheaded, and his headless body fell onto the stone platform. His head rolled slowly to the side due to inertia, and when it stopped, its lifeless eyes were staring upwards.
The monster-like brute with a blue face and fangs t an even worse fate. Though not beheaded, all of its limbs were severed, and it was cut in half at the waist. Despite the pool of blood, it still struggled uselessly in its final monts.
The tongue-attacking giant frog had its tongue cut off at the root, and a bowl-sized hole was pierced through its chest, determining its death.
These three’s defeat was caused by the three Dream Avatars that Wang Zhifan conjured a few seconds earlier. But as the battle ended, the three avatars vanished instantly, and simultaneously, Wang Zhifan’s figure slowly erged on the platform, admiring his handiwork.
"Indeed, the combat power of my avatars has improved a lot. Now, they alone can handle fairly strong opponents, and I can safely hide within the dream they maintain."
It turned out that the entire battle was a practice session for Wang Zhifan. His main body didn’t harm the three enemies at all but instead retreated into the dream maintained by the Dream Avatars. He then controlled the three avatars within the dream to quickly dispatch all the enemies before showing himself.
The difficulty lay in the fact that his main body couldn’t remain in the dream for long. Even though his mastery of the Great Dream Saber Scripture had reached Lv6, he could only stay in the dream for three to four seconds, making it a ticulous task to control three avatars simultaneously in such a short ti. Moreover, the opponents were not particularly weak, so he didn’t expect to succeed before the battle.
But the result of the practice was quite good. His avatars had resolved all enemies before he left the dream, making him feel that his growth was multidinsional, beyond his subconscious judgnt.
Sheathing the Wolf-Slaying Blade, which bore no trace of blood, Wang Zhifan soon saw the corpses on the high platform floor disappear like lting snow, leaving only a longbow—an enemy’s weapon from earlier.
"Is this supposed to be the reward?"
Understanding suddenly dawning on him, he stepped forward and bent down to inspect the features of the longbow. He discovered that the airflow he noticed surrounding the bow before the battle was still present, and the entire thing exuded a mysterious aura.
"But there isn’t even a text description panel triggered. How am I supposed to know its na and characteristics?"
Staring at the longbow for several seconds, waiting for a description box that never appeared, Wang Zhifan picked it up from the ground, attempting to store it in his personal space.
However, the dungeon was too stingy, and he failed in his attempt to stow it, indicating that the dungeon did not consider it a reward output. This ant that the item could only be used within the dungeon and not taken out.
"I can’t possibly keep carrying this thing around with ..."
Feeling a bit speechless, Wang Zhifan didn’t know the quality of the longbow nor had a convenient way to carry it, leaving him tangled on the spot.
He tried pulling the longbow without an arrow, causing the empty string to vibrate through the air. Only his keen senses detected a stream of air shooting out in the direction he aid the bow, though the airflow was so weak it left no trace of an attack. Soone with less acute senses wouldn’t even notice it.
"They didn’t even leave an arrow... From the battle earlier, I can only assu its arrow attack power is decent, but that’s all."
Unable to find an arrow to test it with, Wang Zhifan decided to make a final judgnt on his first reward from entering the tower: whether to carry it with him or just leave it on the ground.
After two seconds, he made his decision.
"I’ll keep it for now. It’s at least not an ordinary item. Even if I sell it outside for money, it would be useful."
This revealed a characteristic of his civilian background—he was reluctant to discard anything with so value, even though his personal space might already have many sellable items.
So he took the longbow in hand and turned to the nearby third-floor spiral staircase that had appeared.
This staircase was very different from the previous standard wooden spiral staircase. It was composed of several old stone slabs stacked together, many of which had web-like cracks, appearing unstable.
"This must be an indication; this staircase has issues."
Wang Zhifan imdiately understood the tower’s intention. Approaching the spiral staircase, he looked up, but he could only vaguely see the stone slabs of the third floor as the decrepit stones forming the staircase obscured too much of the view. No matter the angle, he couldn’t see the details, only roughly estimating that the lighting on the third floor wasn’t very good.
"The proper way to proceed should be using a grappling hook or flying to the third floor, but I just have to try walking up this broken staircase to see what tricks it holds."
With a pleasure-seeking attitude towards dungeons, Wang Zhifan decided, after a brief thought, to act stubbornly once, because he knew his current strength could handle various unexpected situations. His so-called stubbornness wouldn’t lead to a bad outco.
With the longbow from the second-floor prize in one hand and the Wolf-Slaying Blade in the other, he stepped lightly onto the third-floor spiral staircase made of fragnted, aged stone slabs.
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