In the darkness, only the dial on the tal glove occasionally emitted a 'clicking' sound.
The lenses of the wind goggles moved side to side in the dim environnt. In front of everyone, there was only a virtual world, the eerie blue light still illuminating the depths of everyone's eyes.
Including Fang Hong, not a single person spoke, the silence in the pitch blackness was piercing. Only in each person's communication bar, lines of blue-glowing ssages appeared one by one:
"The guy has co in."
"He passed the A2 area."
"He'll reach the ambush zone in about two minutes."
The opponent advanced neither too fast nor too slow, appearing very cautious.
Everyone was sowhat nervous. In the darkness, the sa eerie light reflected in Gita's eyes, and she suddenly asked softly, "Will the BOSS really fall for it?"
Fang Hong lightly nodded.
He wasn't completely sure, but in combat, when is anything ever perfect? Their biggest advantage was their informational edge, the enemy was in the open while they were in the shadows, he knew who the opponent was, and even what their purpose may be.
But the opponent didn't know what they were preparing, didn't even know who the enemy they were facing truly was.
That was his greatest reliance.
From the mont the 'ssenger' of the Dragon Worship Sect entered the mine shaft, he was already in a disadvantageous position. Typically, spellcasters should avoid fighting in narrow environnts.
Especially without protection.
"If he really ca in to find the Sorcerer-Ghoul," Fang Hong said, "that at least proves two things."
Gita blinked her bright eyes in the darkness, curiously looking at him.
Fang Hong spoke softly, "Both you and I have seen the Sorcerer-Ghoul."
"So how could a Level 25 Undead Wizard dare to trouble a Sorcerer-Ghoul?"
"Either the Sorcerer-Ghoul is also a mber of the Dragon Worship Sect—"
"Or, he has sothing in his hand that can force the other to concede—"
In Fang Hong's mind, nas like Dolifen, the Grossel Family, and Rockland Groselle flashed by, and he vaguely felt that a thread was already connecting them together.
However, for assuredness, he still prepared for both possibilities.
He answered Gita, "This is our greatest opportunity."
Miss Natural Historian seed to understand and nodded slightly.
Fang Hong estimated the ti and then typed a line of text into the communication channel:
"Luce, are you there?"
"I'm here." Luce replied using the musketeer's communication crystal.
"Drop the Mirrorer, you can leave now."
"Understood."
Fang Hong took a deep breath and then pressed the send button:
"Everyone, the plan is starting."
When this line of text appeared before everyone's eyes, they all involuntarily took a deep breath. Perhaps only Gita was a bit better off, as she had seen stronger enemies in Dolifen, including those like the Shadow of Nikopolas which most people could hardly imagine.
Though she didn't personally experience the later battle with Fenris, she heard Xiangzi and Parker describe it daily after the fact, knowing how perilous the situation was. Having gotten used to these even more dangerous stories, the battle before her seed almost ordinary.
But to others, they hadn't had such fantastical experiences.
In their Adventure Group, the highest Level among them was just their Captain, only at Level 15, and normally, a Level 15 wouldn't encounter these occurrences. Even if they did, it would usually end in complete annihilation.
Among the BOSSes they had faced before, the strongest was just the one they encountered this ti, Mountain Kou Ke.
Even challenging this 'legendary' troll, the team was fully prepared, and still suffered significant losses. The combat prowess the troll displayed in battle was enough to make them tremble with fear.
But a Level 25 Undead Wizard BOSS was sowhat beyond their imagination.
The reality was just so, previously, they barely survived another encounter, or maybe calling it a complete annihilation wouldn't be an exaggeration.
And relying on these marginal mbers, who normally just supported the team, they now had to go and ambush a Level 25 Undead Wizard BOSS, which sounded like a fairy tale.
Therefore, their anxiety and unease were totally understandable.
Although they knew they had prepared well, who could ensure the preparations would truly be effective? Even if they succeeded, how much of the expected impact would they have?
That was a Level 25 BOSS, more than a dozen Levels higher than them — never mind a BOSS, even an ordinary monster of that Level, they couldn't handle.
In the darkness, a light appeared faintly.
It wasn't the stable, grey-white light of an illumination crystal.
Instead, it was the flickering orange light of a resin torch, casting long shadows of several skeleton fras obliquely on the rock walls.
Everyone who saw this scene subconsciously held their breath, knowing that the cold, ruthless BOSS was almost upon them—among them, Luce, who had experienced it firsthand, found his heartbeat a little erratic.
They could only secretly pray in their hearts, hoping that the 'seasoned adventurer' they encountered was truly as seasoned as claid.
But if they knew this so-called 'seasoned adventurer' was actually only Level 14, and Miss Natural Historian was barely over Level 6, their feelings would be indescribable for the mont.
The 'ssenger' suddenly stopped when entering the A3 area.
Of course, he didn't know that Fang Hong had christened this seemingly unremarkable cave with such a na. In the flickering torchlight, this greyrock cave was at most slightly more spacious than the outside mine shaft.
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