Chapter 57: Trial Invitation, Crushing the Black Dragon Squad

[You have slain the Level 30 Death Wolf King (Dungeon BOSS) and gained 454,000 experience points!]

["Seven Sins - Gluttony" activated! You randomly gained 80 agility points!]

[You have not completed your second class change and cannot level up.]

[Congratulations on clearing the low-level dungeon "Death Plains" for the first time!]

[Special Reward: Intermediate Trial Invitation, 100 cubic meters of storage space, 660,000 experience points!]

"An invitation to a trial, huh?" Jeremy was somewhat surprised.

The trial invitation allows players to enter a trial instance, where they can earn rewards based on their performance.

For ordinary players, it might not be of much use. But for someone like him, whose strength far exceeds that of other players at his level, it was more valuable than any equipment or items.

In addition to the trial invitation, Jeremy also gained 100 cubic meters of storage space.

His storage space had long been filled to the brim with miscellaneous items. Jeremy had been considering visiting the market to find storage-related equipment, but now he could save a considerable amount of money.

The Death Wolf King also dropped two pieces of equipment, which Jeremy promptly stored in his newly expanded storage space.

"Not bad at all." Jeremy said with a satisfied smile.

In stark contrast, the expressions on the faces of the five members of the Black Dragon Squad were frozen in disbelief.

[Congratulations to player "Jeremy" for clearing the low-level dungeon "Death Plains" for the first time!]

"Did we just get our BOSS stolen after all that effort?" The Black Dragon Squad was on the verge of passing out from frustration.

After tirelessly battling the BOSS down to its last bit of health, it had been snatched away—by Jeremy, no less!

"Jeremy, do you really think we won't kill you?" Ella's chest heaved with fury as she glared at Jeremy, who was calmly withdrawing his spear, anger flashing in her eyes.

Their levels were already lagging because of Jeremy. Now he had the audacity to steal their BOSS?

The other squad members glared at Jeremy as though they wanted to tear him apart.

"I've said it before. You can always try." Jeremy replied nonchalantly, clearly not taking the Black Dragon Squad seriously.

Seeing this, the veins on the foreheads of the Black Dragon Squad members bulged. Their faces contorted with anger.

They had witnessed Jeremy's arrogance outside. But now they realized that he had actually been holding back.

"You brought this on yourself!" Ella's face turned icy as she aimed her sniper rifle squarely at Jeremy's head.

As soon as she spoke, the rest of the Black Dragon Squad sprang into action.

"Let me take a crack at you!" Ramone, who was built like a black ape, couldn't wait any longer.

With a powerful push, the ground beneath Ramone's feet exploded as he launched himself over ten meters, rocketing towards Jeremy like a cannonball.

Kelvin's staff danced in his hands, his face cold as lightning crackled around him.

A lightning serpent as thick as a wrist formed in mid-air before shooting out like an arrow.

Tre's figure appeared behind Jeremy, moving like a phantom.

The dagger in his hand emitted a faint green glow, slicing through the air with a sharp glint as it aimed directly for his neck.

Facing the fierce assault from the crowd, Jeremy's expression remained unchanged.

A powerful surge of mental energy radiated from his body.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from within him.

"Roar!!!"

The terrifying sound wave quickly spread like ripples, enveloping everyone in its wake.

"Soul Roar!"

Hearing this roar, the attackers felt a sharp, needle-like pain in their brains, causing their movements to halt simultaneously.

Tre and Ramone, who were closest to Jeremy, instantly experienced the devastating impact of the mental energy, bleeding from their orifices.

They clutched their heads in agony, feeling as though their skulls were about to split open.

The Black Dragon Squad's ferocious offensive was abruptly interrupted by Jeremy, with four members falling into a three-second-long unconsciousness.

Forcing Kelvin to kneel and apologize was akin to slapping the face of the Black Dragon Squad. If Kelvin really did it, how could the Black Dragon Squad still call itself the Federation's top special forces unit?

"You bastard!" Kelvin's eyes burned with humiliation, his hand gripping his staff trembling uncontrollably.

In all his years with the Black Dragon Squad, he had never been so humiliated.

"Don't worry about me. Just kill him together!" Ella's face was frosty as she spoke, raising her gun towards Jeremy.

With Rafael's abilities, even if Jeremy killed her, it would be in vain.

But if Jeremy died, he would truly be dead.

Hearing Kelvin's words, the others were jolted back to their senses, remembering Rafael.

With newfound resolve, they charged at Jeremy once more.

They didn't realize that Jeremy was fully aware of their ace in the hole.

He let out a derisive laugh, saying nothing more, just casting a knowing glance at Ella.

Ella frowned, sensing something was amiss, but she brushed it off.

What could a dying man possibly do?

With an icy expression, Ella decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out once again.

Yet, the anticipated scene of Jeremy's head exploding did not occur.

As Ella fired, a silver light flashed in Jeremy's eyes, and he vanished.

"Teleportation!"

Ella's eyes widened in shock.

He had another trick up his sleeve!

When Jeremy reappeared, he was already behind Rafael.

Due to the death lock, the bullet Ella had fired altered its trajectory mid-air, heading straight for Rafael.

Ella's face turned pale as she urgently shouted, "Move out of the way!"

Despite Rafael sensing something was wrong, it was too late.

Jeremy grabbed her slender, white neck, lifting her up and using her as a shield.

"Thud!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Rafael looked down at her chest in disbelief.

There was a blackened bullet hole, gushing blood.

To Jeremy's surprise, Ella had not aimed for his head or heart; otherwise, Rafael would have been dead on the spot.

Jeremy's eyes showed a hint of regret.

What a pity.

Seeing Rafael bleeding from the chest and being held by Jeremy, panic spread across the faces of the Black Dragon Squad members.

Ella urgently pleaded, "Jeremy, let her go! We can settle this peacefully!"

In response, Jeremy let out a cold laugh.

Not only did he not release her, but his grip tightened even further.

The immense pressure made Rafael's neck bones creak, as if they might snap at any moment.

Rafael struggled to breathe, her lips trembling and her face turning pale.

Blood from her chest spread rapidly, and her life force was visibly waning.

The squad members were a mix of rage and helplessness.