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"This is the underground city..."

"Not so much."

"We have senior leaders!"

Looking at the two red-haired and green-haired teenagers who volunteered to walk in front of them, holding lights in their hands, their eyes were filled with unrivaled confidence.

A goblin-shaped shadow just appeared more than a dozen meters away, and the three magicians of the fireball god sect in the center of the team had already chanted incantations and shot fireballs.

There was a miserable cry in the distance, and a small magic stone fell to the ground, and the supporter of the fox girl excitedly ran to the front to pick it up and put it in the luggage.

"Boss, it seems that the props are still not dropped. We will divide the small money ourselves."

Weston twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded.

Looking at the confident expressions of the members around him, he was speechless at the moment.

Why are these guys more confident than themselves?

What about going to the dungeon for actual combat?

What about fierce battles?

What about fighting experience?

This seems to be different from the script.

Looking at the situation of this team, it is obvious that it is going down, and it is impossible to continue like this.

But at this moment, he was also in a difficult situation. If he said anything about disbanding at this time, the team would definitely fight infighting. Maybe he would be beaten by these impulsive teenagers.

Weston didn't want to fight against this group of youthful youths, but he also didn't want to encounter monsters fighting for the first time, just crushing himself too much.

"Magician, it's better to keep your magic power to deal with the monsters at critical moments..." Weston suggested.

"Oh, thank you for your guidance." The three magicians from the Fireball Cult looked grateful, and they would be happy if they could not consume their magic power.

"..." Weston was speechless, he just wanted to say don't grab the blame.

Walking silently at the front of the team, his standing tall and silent expression made him even more mysterious and powerful in front of these teenagers.

A few minutes later, Weston and the others came to a corner, a gap in the wall of a basin terrain, and a dozen goblins drilled out of the wall with bone rods.

"quack!"

The expressions of everyone in the team changed, and when they looked behind them, they saw a few more goblins blocking the way out.

"It's a trap!"

With a loud cry, there was a commotion in the team.

"Don't panic." Weston frowned.

Compared with his team, the number before and after is at most one-on-one.

Not to mention that in my team, there are three mages with a luxurious lineup.

"Kempin, Oscar, throw your lights to the fighters, those two catmen fighters, smash the lights into the wall above your heads and try to light up the surrounding area. Swordsmen and other fighters, Try to attack defensively, mainly to protect the magician. The magician sings incantations and attacks the crowded areas of the enemy. If the leader is found, the leader will be attacked first."

A series of orders were issued in an orderly and disorderly manner, and Weston's commanding Linghu female supporters all lit up. Although some of the terms were incomprehensible, the general meaning was enough to prove that this 'senior' had at least two Put the brush on.

Weston didn't care whether they understood or not, the first choice was to pull out the long knife in the holster around his waist.

Isn't this a display from Hephaestus' shop?No wonder I didn't see it today.

The fox girl supporter looked strange, and the trust that had just risen was a little more suspicious.

How can a senior person use such an ordinary weapon, and a good suit is also a must?

"Today's trip, the road ahead will definitely be covered with blood-like flame flowers. Let's cross it! Flame spirit! My name is Neoya..."

"Flaming Snake!"

"Gah-!"

A group of scorching red light beams suddenly rose in the darkness, and the fiery red reflected on everyone's faces. Immediately, like a sturdy flame python, it rushed straight to the ten Goblins in front of them. During the call, the flame directly annihilated everything.

Weston: "..."

Chapter 9 A Hero Has Been Born

Everyone was stunned by this scene. The ten goblins were destroyed when they said they were destroyed, and there was no pressure on them to defend at all.

Actually, so simple?

These three words popped into the minds of all the teenagers.

The adventure of this dungeon seems to be completely different from the usual hell difficulty.

If it is normal, if you encounter such a large group of goblins, you will definitely turn around and run away. As for counter-killing, it is impossible to kill a group of goblins so easily. It is a dream.

"You are really strong..."

"How the hell did you do it, Yorick?"

The teenagers gathered around the red-haired teenager wearing a red robe in the middle, and spoke enviously.

As for the goblins who were blocking the road behind them, they had already been chased to death by several martial artists.