I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 756 - 468 Red Apple Pollution Source_2

"After all, with our level being what it is, the damage we can deal is very high. In our team, only Brother Doghead and Forget No Taboo can withstand it."

Dragon King flattered at just the right moment.

"That’s right, every team needs tanks to pull the aggro, otherwise how would you squishy guys feel safe dealing damage?"

Doghead Gold replied with a smug smile.

Polaris cast a sympathetic glance at the crowd and muttered about the fate of being a tool.

Under Dongyang’s command, the team collected the loot, planning to distribute it after today’s operations were over, and then continued deeper into the dungeon.

Next, they arrived at a more spacious hall, where they could barely make out numerous torture racks and chains embedded in the walls along with shackles.

More humanoid contaminated creatures approached them.

Among them were not only the "Whipping Dead" that they had encountered earlier but also "Hammering Dead" and "Burning Dead," carrying giant wooden mallets and large candle holders respectively.

The new type of monsters were higher level, above level 40. The battle lasted nearly ten minutes, and it was only after the team had cleaned up the twenty-some contaminated creatures that they began to feel a bit tired.

"This place looks like a church dungeon, with so many criminals executed by brutal punishments. But how did they turn into contaminated creatures?"

Doghead Gold asked, wiping the bloodstains off his body, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Don’t know."

Forget No Taboo shook his head.

Clank, clank, clank...

At that moment, a series of dense, heavy footsteps approached. The high-level gaming group turned their heads and saw that they were now surrounded by a group of jailers dressed in red robes with creepy white masks on their faces.

What surprised them even more was the clearly necrotic skin on the jailers’ bare chests, which had the insignia of a red apple branded on it.

"Red Apple Church?!"

"Damn! The villains from version 1.0 has risen from the dead!"

Dragon King yelled exaggeratedly.

"First, let’s clear out the monsters,"

Dongyang said gravely.

The jailers were wielding a strange, long-handled weapon. The crescent-shaped pincers on the top had razor-sharp outer edges, while the inside was lined with metal teeth. If they caught someone’s neck, a light tug was all it would take to decapitate them.

Clearly, these too were contaminated creatures of quite a high level, around level 45. They swarmed the gaming group, making it difficult for them to break free in a short time.

Fortunately, Doghead Gold and Forget No Taboo had consumed "Tauren-specific Potions," transforming into towering bovine monsters, bearing most of the damage for the team. Polaris also played a key role at the right time, constantly throwing cards that were as sharp as high-speed blades from the back, precisely and efficiently picking off the jailers one by one.

If a teammate got injured, he would perform the "Great Human Transformation" magic trick, and switch places with the cards to provide relief.

By the end of the fight, Polaris hadn’t even had to use his trump card transformation technique, leaving Pumpkin and the others disappointed for not getting to see Brother Bei’s "Big Crocodile Man" form.

"Phew..."

Dongyang wiped the sweat from his forehead and used a towel to clean off the coagulated blood burnt onto his fists. He had earlier applied "Class C Mysterious Object - Scorching Dance Partner’s" flammable oil to his hands, which proved to be extraordinarily effective, as he beat and burned five or six jailers to death with his bare fists.

"The intensity of the new version’s main storyline is indeed stronger, and the frequency of battles is a bit high... We’ve used up most of our physical strength already, so we must rest for a bit."

As he spoke, he took out a "Thirst-quencher" and drank it down.

Doghead Gold and Forget No Taboo were collecting the scattered corpses and tallying the loot, while everyone else couldn’t complain about the disgusting environment. They found a relatively clean spot to sit down and drink potions to recover.

At this point, Polaris, leaning against the wall, frowned.

"My passive skill ’Spiritual Intuition’ is giving me a bad premonition. There seems to be something very dangerous in this dungeon, getting closer to us."

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly got up.

Doghead Gold had just finished collecting the loot and was still bent over when he saw a large mass of nauseating, greasy fatty tissue rapidly spreading on the ground in front of them, which even had mold growing on it.

"Damn... what is this thing?!"

He and Forget No Taboo retreated hurriedly, joining the others.

Following the direction from which the "fat mold carpet" was spreading, they saw it was flowing out of a bizarre door.

Chenxi signaled to Honey Pomelo with a turn of his head, and she nodded back, pulling out the longbow from her back and drawing an arrow from her quiver at her waist, ready to shoot.

With the twang of the bowstring, a bright, starry arrow shot straight into the dark doorway, illuminating the interior.

Every member of the small group’s eyes widened at the sight.

On the floor of that room was a huge mass of tumorlike flesh, filling almost the entire room! Seven or eight bulging sacs of flesh writhed nonstop, their veins pulsing rhythmically with vigorous beats!

A figure, who could barely be made out as a priest, was standing atop the fleshy mass, with only half of his body visible. But it was clear he had become part of the tumor, his seven orifices oozing a thick, black-red fluid.

Polaris threw out a Scout, his expression turning severe.

"Be careful, everyone! I can’t see its stats..."

Everyone was startled.

"Even you can’t see them, Brother Bei? Is this thing over level 70 or 80?! Can we even beat it?"

Dragon King was shocked, blurting out.

"Don’t act rashly. This must be a source of contamination!"

Dongyang concluded, turning to look at the others.