After successfully annihilating the three angels, the mbers of the Quan Zhen Sect could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the mbers of the Quan Zhen Sect were all top-tier players in terms of both strength and equipnt; if it had been an ordinary team, they probably wouldn't have been able to handle even these few angels.
Wang Yu also understood why the old hermit had urged him to bring a few more people to help.
Damn it, the strength of these minor monsters wasn't much, but if it had just been Wang Yu alone, dealing with these few small monsters wouldn't have been easy at all. If this was how troubleso minor monsters were, one could only imagine the difficulty of the upcoming bosses.
Fortunately, everyone had already grasped the thod for defeating these angels earlier, making it much easier to take out the subsequent angels.
Wave after wave of clearing them out, it didn't take much effort for Wang Yu and the Quan Zhen Sect team to pass through the garden and arrive in front of a barred gate.
The gate was tightly shut, with a large cross-shaped lock hanging on it, radiating a white glow.
Wang Yu prided himself on being just, humble, and cultured, so picking locks or sneaking through doors wasn't his forte; opening doors was sothing that required an assassin.
"Frost Blade! Go!" As soon as the others saw the lock on the door, they imdiately thought of Frost Blade.
There was no way around it; this kind of technical work wasn't sothing the brute force types could handle.
Frost Blade was also a pitiful figure.
The mbers of the Quan Zhen Sect were all fierce individuals, and not to ntion Wang Yu, any other mber could stand alone as a formidable character; only the logistics personnel, Frost Blade, had slightly weaker abilities.
It had been fine at the beginning of the ga. Thanks to his pay-to-win equipnt advantage, Frost Blade could still play a significant role in group dungeons, but now that everyone's gear had improved, the gap had widened considerably.
Usually overshadowed by the fierce aura of the Quan Zhen Sect, Frost Blade's presence had dwindled, and while participating in dungeons, he primarily just coasted through, becoming a bona fide door-opener.
Finally getting a chance to be of use, Frost Blade straightened his back, looking proud.
"Hehe! You all still need at critical monts, right?"
Frost Blade boasted with a smug expression as he confidently stepped up to the door, casually pulling out a small stick from his pocket to poke at the lock.
The mbers of the Quan Zhen Sect stood behind Frost Blade, looking expectantly at him to open the door.
However, after fiddling with it for a while, Frost Blade's initially confident expression began to freeze, turning serious.
Seeing Frost Blade's expression, everyone's hearts sank.
"Frost Blade, you useless piece of trash—can you do it or not?!"
Ming Du, who usually had the best rapport with Frost Blade, couldn't help but poke fun at him when he saw Frost Blade fumbling around.
Ming Du was also soone who didn't know when to be careful.
Now that Frost Blade's only redeeming skill had failed him and he was feeling anxious, teasing him was just asking for trouble. Provoked by Ming Du, Frost Blade shot him a glare and retorted angrily, "If you're so capable, why don't you give it a try? If you can't do it, don't complain!"
The Quan Zhen Sect mbers had always been sharp-tongued when arguing amongst themselves, and after being rebuffed by Frost Blade, Ming Du countered, "If I could do it, what would I need you for? Isn't your only role in the team this?"
"……"
Ming Du's taunting was rciless and impartial, and upon hearing those words, Frost Blade's face instantly turned dark.
"Ahem!"
Seeing Frost Blade's expression, Fearless quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject, saying, "That's alright, after all, this is the divine realm's back garden; it's normal that earthly lock-picking skills don't work. Old Fish, why don't you give it a try?"
With that, Fearless turned to look at Darknorth Fisher.
Darknorth Fisher, looking at the dagger in his hand, didn't lift his head and coldly stated, "I only know how to kill people; I can't pick locks!"
What a show-off.
……
Fearless's comnt was ant to give Frost Blade a way out, but unfortunately, Frost Blade took it as mockery.
"Do you think I can't be trusted as a professional lock-picker? You want to try an amateur?" What the hell does that an?
"Are you looking down on ?" Frost Blade shot Fearless a fierce glare and turned to leave.
"What… What's wrong with Frost Blade today?"
Watching Frost Blade's departing figure, Wang Yu was left bewildered.
Frost Blade was a lone player, and usually had a good temper. The Quan Zhen Sect mbers loved to tease each other, but he had never reacted like this before.
"Hey!" Fearless thought for a mont and sighed, "Maybe Ming Du hit a sore spot."
"Uh…"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yu seed to understand the situation.
Indeed, given Frost Blade's personality, even if Fearless had said sothing harsher, he wouldn't have turned against him. His current reaction was clearly provoked by Ming Du.
Thinking about it, they were all comrades who had walked this path together. By now, everyone was a top-tier player in their own right, while Frost Blade was increasingly being left behind. He had to be feeling pretty bad about it.
After all, that was different from Wang Yu outpacing the Quan Zhen mbers.
Compared to Wang Yu, the Quan Zhen Sect mbers all had their shortcomings. Even if they were relegated to a supporting role, they could at least share the burden as brothers in hardship; no one would laugh at the other, and over ti, they had gotten used to having such a strong ally.
But Frost Blade was being left significantly behind alone; that feeling was quite subtle. Although the Quan Zhen mbers wouldn't look down on him as a friend, Frost Blade still felt a bit out of place, and having Ming Du point it out made his mood even more understandable.
"You…"
Thinking of this, the others imdiately pointed at Ming Du with expressions of anger for his insensitivity.
At this mont, Ming Du also realized he had spoken thoughtlessly. Not wanting to admit it due to pride, he was now under everyone's scrutiny. Startled, he quickly tried to backtrack, saying, "I'm sorry, everyone! I'll go find Frost Blade; he hasn't withdrawn yet!"
With that, Ming Du hurried off in the direction Frost Blade had disappeared.
"Didn't expect Frost Blade to be this sensitive; I overlooked that", Fearless shook his head in self-reproach and walked up to the door, grabbing the cross-shaped lock and examining it closely.
Since Darknorth Fisher couldn't pick locks and the only lock-picker, Frost Blade, had stord off, they couldn't just stand around. They might discover a breakthrough by studying the lock.
"Eh?"
After scrutinizing the cross-shaped lock for a mont, Fearless revealed a puzzled expression.
This lock was entirely silver-white, adorned with gemstones, and sparkled under the surrounding holy light, giving it a very luxurious appearance. However, strangely, this lock had no keyhole at all.
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