Chapter 1230 Plan to make a fortune
"Looks like we hit the jackpot, huh?" she said, her voice laced with excitement. Then, they quickly looted the second treasure chest, including the precious globe with the dragon skeleton inside.
Their actions, however, did not go unnoticed. "Those goddamn thieves did it again!" one adventurer shouted, his voice echoing with frustration across the desolate landscape.
"Fuck this, I'm not letting them get away with everything!" another yelled, casting a speed spell in a desperate attempt to outrun Michael and Gaya. The air filled with the sounds of various spells being cast as the adventurers each tried to claim their share of the treasures, their anger and determination fueling their actions.
Meanwhile, Jin moved with a purpose through the level, his eyes scanning each treasure chest he encountered. Despite finding treasures, he left them untouched, continuing his search for something specific. His actions puzzled the other adventurers, who couldn't understand his motives.
But Michael who was aware of the layout of the level from the map, knew the truth. "There are only four real treasure chests," he explained to Gaya as they moved towards their next target. "The rest are nothing but traps meant to ensnare the greedy and dumb,"
Eventually, having successfully looted the previous treasures, Michael and Gaya quickly dashed towards the location of the last and final treasure chest remained untouched just like the others before it. Their actions were swift, their movements almost a blur to the onlookers who could only curse in frustration at their efficiency.
In the distance, Jin, having left the treasures behind, began to make his way towards a castle looming ominously on the horizon. "Should we go after him?" Gaya, eyeing his departing figure, questioned.
However, Michael was already shaking his head with a smirk playing on his lips. "No need," he said confidently, "let him clear the way for us." He understood the value in letting Jin take the lead, potentially triggering any unseen dangers that lay ahead.
Turning his attention back to the task at hand, Michael approached the fourth chest with a sense of anticipation. It was at this moment that several dwarves and elves, oblivious to his true nature, launched a barrage of spells towards them. "Those assholes are at it again!"
"I will kill you if you touch that, bastards!"
The adventures' adorned in the vibrant armors of their respective clans, shouted and cursed, their voices filled with desperation and anger. "Leave that treasure for us, you greedy bastards!" one of the elves yelled, his spell a brilliant arc of lightning aimed directly at them.
But Michael was unfazed as the responsive shield, a light blue translucent barrier, sprung to life around him, effortlessly absorbing the incoming spells. The magic dissipated upon contact, leaving them completely unharmed and further infuriating the attackers. nove(l)bi(n.)com
As the casters continued to hurl insults and curses, Gaya's attention was drawn to a peculiar item within the treasure chest—a green potion bearing the ominous mark of Morbus. The sight of it amidst the other treasures sparked a mixture of curiosity and concern.
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