Chapter 187 - 95 Dog King_3

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Chapter 187: Chapter 95 Dog King_3

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Leonard Churchill had a faint feeling that the setup seemed to hide some plotline.

Normally, it would be unnecessary to make such a fuss.

Wasn’t it the same no matter where they went to earn enough contribution points?

Unless... there was a hidden plot that required players to return to the fortress?

Leonard Churchill glanced at the steep cliffs surrounding them, his thoughts were racing, considering the various scenarios this setup could possibly lead to.

The winch slowly descended through the air, revealing the chilling, endless darkness below.

The unknown darkness seemed like an abyssal creature, ready to swallow life.

The hunters were gradually leaping into the mouth of that creature.

The accompanying hunters, each holding their weapons tightly, looking anxiously at the cliff whose top was unknown.

Looking up, the light from the fortress gradually disappeared.

The wind howled.

Fear spread between the two gondolas.

Even Leonard Churchill was worried about the possibility of encountering monsters during this process.

But surprisingly, it went smoothly.

About two or three hundred meters down, the gondola suddenly stopped, and someone shouted, “We’re here!”

Leonard Churchill narrowed his eyes, observing the surroundings.

Having merged with Spade 4 – Wolf Walker, his night vision kept improving.

People jumped out of the gondola, cautiously observing the area where the light was dispersed.

No trace of monsters, relieving their pent-up breath.

Not long after, the gondola descended carrying the Fierce Beast Legion of the Lionheart Family.

One hundred people arrived first, pushing the hunters away from the gondola, to the edge of the forest.

The remaining two hundred people came down later.

Ninth Young Master Kane reluctantly stepped out of the gondola under heavy guard.

Seeing that there was no danger, all of the hunters had relaxed and let go of their previous tension.

They chatted and joked all the way.

“Hey, it doesn’t seem that dangerous.”

“Just killed three little demons, and got three contribution points on my military medal! Haha, does that mean, if I kill a hundred, I don’t even have to light the Beacon Tower, I can just leave?”

Leonard Churchill silently listened.

If it wasn’t for the conspicuous death rate in the Enlightenment, he might have thought he had entered a low difficulty Alternate Dimension.

But the calmer the road ahead.

It meant.

The more intense the danger when it arrived.

No matter how relaxed they were, the hunters didn’t dare to joke around with their lives.

The team walked very carefully in the dense forest, not travelling at a brisk speed.

After about five or six hours, they had only walked a few dozen kilometers.

They were still quite far from the Beacon Tower.

They decided to take a break first.

They found a location with a wide field of vision and sat down.

The group sat in a circle, chatting and making jokes while eating some dry food to replenish their energy.

Leonard Churchill, however, chose to lean against a large tree some distance away, setting his shield by his side.

Even during the rest, he maintained sufficient caution.

Some hunters knew each other and started chatting.

“Uncle East, didn’t you make a fortune last year and retire? Why did you come out again? Why are you here to earn this blood money?”

“I had no choice. My kid got hit in the waist during a gang conflict, barely hanging on with potions. My wife worked for too long in the Alchemy Factory and got lung disease, her monthly wage isn’t enough to buy medicine. The little savings we had set aside for retirement have been used up a long time ago.

Now, I have to take a chance. Even if I die, the family settlement fees can be left as emergency funds.”

“Me? I gambled and owed a lot of high-interest debt, in the end, I even gambled away my life. So those guys at the casino made me come here, to write off my debt...”

“I actually came willingly. There are so many people getting ridiculously rich on the Old Continent. Why can’t I be one of them?”

As Leonard Churchill gnawed on the dry food, he also observed his teammates. He didn’t quite understand why people joined these high fatality rate Alternate Dimensions but after listening to these people’s conversations, he started to understand..