48 Complete ambush
Terry gave everyone three days to prepare, but it wasn't enough ti for the blacksmiths to finish their job. Still, Terry felt like his current bracers would do the job.
Venomstrike Arm Bracer - Lv 12 (60/120 EXP) (Uncommon)
Attack Power: 72
Defense: 72
Magic Defense: 72
Mana: 00/180
Durability: 180/180
Attack Power Up increases attack Power by ten percent.
Defense Power Up: increases defense Power by ten percent.
"Active skills are pretty good, but this isn't half bad," Terry said on the morning of the mission.
After leaving the base, Terry found almost everyone on that branch of the guild ready for the mission. Vanessa was also nearby to offer support on this side in case sothing happened.
"My guess is that the monsters are planning a large-scale invasion," Vanessa said, and then Terry nodded. "You probably had a lot of ti to prepare, but the people in the city still feel a bit more safe knowing that I am here in case sothing goes wrong. Still, once you clear the dungeon again, they will know that your guild is at our level, if not higher."
"Trust of strangers isn't a currency that I usually find much value in, but I guess it is fine; I will just do my job and accept whatever happens," Terry declared.
Vanessa modded, and then she stepped back. Rebecca approached and said that everyone was ready. Thirty or so soldiers were on their side; a few of them arrived in the last three days after they received the chance to graduate and beco part of the second elite team.
In Terry's absence, the remaining guild mbers fought against a massive number of monsters in order to prove their worth. As they braved the dangers, a group of exceptional individuals erged, standing out for their exceptional prowess and remarkable kill counts. Recognizing their extraordinary achievents, Terry decided to form a second elite team composed of these distinguished mbers.
This newly ford second elite team was a culmination of the guild's finest warriors, brought together by their unmatched combat skills and the sheer number of monsters they had dispatched. Each mber had repeatedly proven themselves, demonstrating exceptional strength, strategy, and resilience in the face of danger.
Although those guys lacked the experience to deal with the chanical warriors. They were used to fighting giants, so they knew how to take a punch and how to deal with monsters much stronger than them.
"You should give a speech since this is our first attempt to clear the dungeon with a group of this size," Rebecca said, imagining that Terry was probably really bad at that and having a hard ti hiding her smirk.
Terry looked at her with eyes filled with suspicion, he lent her his bow since she was the best-ranged fighter, but perhaps he should take it back.
"Alright, everyone, listen up," Terry muttered, his words devoid of any passion. "We're about to cross through that portal and face the monsters once again. Look, I know we've been at this for a while now. It's been a constant grind, battling these creatures day in and day out. But honestly, I'm not sure what more I can say to motivate you. If you guys feel like it, you can take a day off, these things aren't that strong, and I am sure we can do sothing else to kill ti."
Most of them looked a bit nervous before. Still, now they relaxed a bit since Terry didn't seem that worried about the enemies. They had heard about the difficulty of the dungeons, but they could see that things around the place had been peaceful thanks to him and the first elite team.
Without wasting ti, Terry leads the group toward the other side of the portal. Everyone was ready to fight and had their weapons in their hands once they reached the grasslands beyond it. Still, the place seed too peaceful for them…
As Terry and his group crossed the portal, stepping into the unknown, their anticipation turned to shock as the portal abruptly vanished behind them. They stood frozen, gazing at the empty space where the gateway had been, now replaced by nothing. Panic and uncertainty washed over them, realizing they were cut off from any possibility of retreat.
Before they could fully comprehend the situation, a distant rumble reached their ears. It grew louder and more ominous with each passing second. They turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, and their eyes widened in disbelief.
A relentless army of armored warriors erged from three different directions, their presence announced by the resounding clash of tal against tal. The ground shook beneath the weight of their synchronized steps, creating a cacophony that filled the air.
The armored warriors were an intimidating sight to behold. Their polished armor glead under the sun, reflecting a cold and unyielding resolve. Each warrior bore the markings of a disciplined force, their helts adorned with fierce visages that radiated authority. Their weapons gripped tightly in their hands, glinted with an air of deadly precision.
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