Chapter 92: Chapter 78: If Only You, Rephya, Were Willing to Have Children_2
But if there’s a group of Ruby Monsters and lurking Sapphire Monsters...
No matter how you look at it, she can’t handle this situation.
Moreover, that Emerald monster shattered the Holy Bone’s steel bones with just one strike.
Something’s very wrong!
...
Meanwhile, another rookie team.
Location: Grade D Artificial Maze, Monkey Peak
A chilling blade light flashed by.
Fu·Icarus’s scimitar first sliced open the neck of the Bone Demon Ape, then thrust into the heart of the Bone Demon Ape’s evolved form, the Great Ape King.
If anyone paid attention to the wound she caused, they’d be amazed to find that the cut seamlessly slid through the bone gaps, slicing the throat and heart without any resistance.
Like a master butcher dismembering an ox, skillful yet seemingly unskilled, killing invisibly.
"Senior, waaah, I thought I was going to die."
The rookie led by Fufu truly thought they were done for.
But in an instant, the senior burst forth like a peerless sword, slaying the interfering Maze Monsters cleanly.
At this moment, Fufu kicked the slain demon aside and said:
"You’re also a Shadow Stab, but your grip is unsteady, and your reverse hand is weak. If you keep hesitating to strike, you might soon have to say goodbye to the Maze."
The first-year student, critiqued by Fufu, scratched their head awkwardly and said:
"Is this intensity normal for sophomores?"
"If you’re unlucky, you might encounter something even more troublesome."
The first-year’s heart turned cold.
Wait, is the Ethereal Emblem’s maze this dangerous?
Looking at the senior’s blood-dripping scimitar, he gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually sharpening, and said:
"I won’t stop here."
"Then you’d better work hard."
Another first-year Healing Class girl cautiously asked:
"Senior, what’s sophomore intensity like?"
"Natural Grade D Maze, filled with Maze Monsters comparable to Sequence Nine, and occasionally a Sequence Eight might pop up."
The healer girl was terrified:
"That terrifying?"
Fufu intended to sternly tell her it was even scarier than she imagined.
But seeing the girl was a healer, she recalled someone.
So her voice softened somewhat:
"This is the Maze, and if you’re unlucky and encounter a Lonely King close to Sequence Seven, it might leave you dead with no body to bury."
"Then would we just die like that?"
The little healer was genuinely scared.
Fufu hesitated for a moment and ultimately didn’t reveal a secret.
This secret is only for juniors and seniors to know.
From sophomore year onward, the Ethereal Emblem Tower Spirit bestows a [Great Magic] upon students.
It’s called [Maze Revival Magic].
Sophomores receive a mark before entering the maze, often without noticing it.
If they perish in the maze, their souls will be marked and returned to the school, awaiting resurrection.
There’s only one chance.
In other words, the school assumes sophomores will definitely face a trial in a natural maze.
It’s better if they die.
Once dead, they’ll be more cautious in the maze henceforth.
But this information is forbidden to be shared with sophomores.
Even Chloe doesn’t know.
The little junior healer asked, trembling:
"Is the Labyrinth’s Lone King that terrifying?"
"For most sophomores, the Labyrinth’s Lone King is like a Life-taking Death God, taking them down one by one. Escaping safely is already fortunate, but that’s not what I wanted to say..."
The girl praised:
"Not the Lone King, then how could Senior have an opponent in a Grade D Maze?"
Fufu said solemnly:
"There is, even in a Grade D Artificial Maze, there’s a chance of encountering special individuals."
The group asked in unison, "What is it?"
"Elite monsters. If you happen to encounter them, you’ll face creatures at the next stage in a low-level maze.
Their appearance isn’t much different from regular monsters, blending in with the monster group, and might not be noticed initially."
The girl asked, "Is the probability high?"
Fufu replied, "In my freshman and sophomore years, I encountered them twice. It’s said barely one appears among ten thousand monsters."
The girl hesitated, "That probability is low."
But Fufu said:
"It’s precisely because the probability is low that they’re so deadly upon first encounter."
The new recruits shivered with fear.
No wonder the majority of adventurers spend their lives only in Grade D Natural Mazes.
Perhaps sensing she’d frightened the juniors, Fufu comforted them:
"Actually, encountering elite monsters isn’t without benefits."
"Hmm?"
"Becoming an elite monster means those individuals had fortuitous encounters in the maze.
It could be some miraculous item or a special Extraordinary Trait.
If you manage to kill them, your path through Sequence Nine and even Sequence Eight will be much smoother.
By then, there might be a greater chance of exploring beyond Sequence Seven realms."
She recalled that adventure in the Gem Mine.
The terrifying Emerald monster.
If not for their seamless cooperation and quick clearing of minor monsters to escape, they might have faced total annihilation unexpectedly.
Who knows which unlucky sophomores will meet that filthy creature this year.
The first-years looked at each other in dismay.
Appear once in ten thousand, no chance of encountering it, right?
...
Chloe squad silently liked the thought.
Rephya casually pressed a 6.
Because she was knocked into the sky again.
The vibrations from the Two-Handed Greatsword in her hand slit her hand’s tiger’s mouth open.
Her right arm instantly dislocated; the intense pain made her clench her teeth, blood silently spilling from her mouth.
With one collision, her Holy Bone Defense was penetrated.
Her face was full of bewilderment.
Why is the gap so vast?
At this moment, a thought crossed her mind—