Chapter 48 Complete ambush

48 Complete ambush

Terry gave everyone three days to prepare, but it wasn't enough time 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.

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 something else to kill time."

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 time, 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 seemed 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 emerged from three different directions, their presence announced by the resounding clash of metal against metal. 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 gleamed under the sun, reflecting a cold and unyielding resolve. Each warrior bore the markings of a disciplined force, their helmets adorned with fierce visages that radiated authority. Their weapons gripped tightly in their hands, glinted with an air of deadly precision.