Just as mice cannot resist the temptation of cheese, humans are the same.
Soon, the exploration team arrived at a very special area. Here, strange new structures appeared.
Were those burrows in the maze?
Logically speaking, even if there were monsters in the burrows, they should have immediately come out to attack them when they approached, just like those skeletons or ghouls.
But now, they were already very close to the burrows, yet there was still no movement coming from the pitch-black holes.
What was going on?
They had come for the treasure, so they definitely had to go down and investigate such burrows. Who knows, there might be some good treasures hidden inside.
However, out of caution, the nuns still used their old method and first dispatched their subordinate Shadow Disciples, driving the slaves to enter the burrows first.
The slaves, forced to obey the orders of their nun masters, could only step into the burrow one by one, no matter how terrified and afraid they were.
And just as their figures had barely disappeared into the burrow...
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Wha!!!!!?
Many Shadow Disciples' hearts nearly skipped a beat because they saw that, from the outside, one couldn't tell at all, but inside the burrow, a bunch of green monsters, which were goblins, were all ambushed at the entrance, like hunters waiting for their prey to come to them.
Moreover, what made the male slaves even more terrified was that these goblins inside the burrows seemed to be much stronger, much more robust, and much more intelligent than they had known.
The goblins seemed to have realized that these male slaves were not the main force at all, but were here to probe. They didn't attack them, but instead stared at them fiercely with vicious eyes, as if warning them not to make a sound to alert the others.
Make no sound to alert?
Hehe.
The goblins' intelligence was still not quite good.
All these male slaves, the so-called Shadow Disciples, hated the nuns so much that they wished those vicious women could die miserably, preferably tortured to death.
The Shadow Disciples looked at each other and immediately realized that this was a perfect opportunity for revenge.
So they didn't make a sound and walked out, pretending to be calm.
As if there was indeed no danger in the burrow.
And Indeed.
There was a reason why Evan was now so neatly betraying his teammates and running faster than a rabbit.
At this moment, he was extremely terrified in his heart.
Because as a mage with a powerful sense of perception, Evan saw from afar that among the goblin monsters in the burrow, following behind them from the depths of the burrow, was another strange goblin.
It was a goblin shaman.
Wearing an animal bone mask and holding a priestly staff.
When Evan secretly cast a "Mana Sense" spell on this goblin shaman, he almost jumped in fright. Just from this shaman's body, the mana fluctuations emanating were like a vast ocean.
That kind of terrifying mana sea, Evan had seen only a handful of times even in the Mage Nation, each one a very big shot.
Compared to that, he was simply like a small stream.
Demon King?
That monster goblin with the vast mana was more deserving of this title than me!
But... What, what kind of monster was that?!
Evan, who was running for his life with the Death Heralds away from the goblin burrow area, was filled with endless questions in his old heart.
A goblin... that know magic?!
That should...!
That absolutely, absolutely must be the master of this dungeon!
It was the ultimate boss here.
Evan quickly came to a conclusion.
It turned out that this dungeon was the nest of goblins, a kind of mutated, terrifying goblin.
That kind of monster, with his strength... No, even if the mages of the Syndicate were added together, they might not be able to defeat it.
We need to fu!king Run!
Run as fast as we can!