“Tier 2 Magic, Multiple Undead Reanimation!”
Prus and the deceased Swordsman stood back up, swaying and twisting.
Seeing the terrifying state of their captain, all of the remaining adventurers felt the sudden threat of fear and death.
It was as if the entity standing before them was not just a skeleton, but Death itself.
“Continue. Amuse me.” The skeleton raised his wand, speaking in a human tongue.
“It... it can speak.”
“The treasure lies just ahead, so defeat me.”
No one responded to Li Xiuman’s words.
However, Li Xiuman did not care.
Every single adventurer now only wanted to escape this wretched place.
An intelligent skeleton-type Dungeon King... how could such a being exist?
“Respected Dungeon King, we meant no offense.”
“Could you... spare our lives?”
“We promise never to set foot in any of your dungeons again.”
Li Xiuman looked at the adventurer who had stepped forward and let out a few chuckles.
“Humans, do not play these petty tricks with me.”
“A promise like that... once you leave my dungeon, you will undoubtedly seek out stronger adventurers to raid this place.”
Li Xiuman’s words caused the hearts of the adventurers to sink.
His intelligence was far higher than they had imagined.
“Respected Dungeon King, we are willing to sign a magic contract with you.”
“The penalty for violation is death.”
“The terms of the contract can be drawn up exactly as you dictate. What do you say?”
The adventurer added hastily.
Surviving was the top priority. Even if they signed a magic contract, they could still leave some loopholes in the wording.
This was the gap in worldly knowledge; a monster would always just be a monster, after all.
“...Very well,” Li Xiuman replied after a brief pause.
The remaining adventurers looked overjoyed and hurriedly prepared to draft the magic contract.
But the moment their attention was divided, Li Xiuman and Number Zero launched a sneak attack without hesitation.
In a single exchange, they dispatched two Heavy Warriors.
“You... how can you go back on your word like this?!” the adventurer cried out in rage.
“How could you ever believe an enemy?” Li Xiuman kindly corrected his foe’s flawed logic.
Li Xiuman really couldn't bear to let someone as pure as a blank sheet of paper continue living in this filthy world.
So, he would take on the burden and send him far away from this polluted, disgusting world.
Yes, let his saintly self shoulder the burden of cleansing this world of its corruption and guarding every inch of purity in this squalid world.
“You... you... you!!!”
“You!”
Oh, my goodness. Look at this poor little fellow. He was babbling incoherently with excitement, much like the newly adopted child of Mrs. Mary next door.
But worry not! I shall rescue you from this filthy world right away!
The Rib Sword pierced through his chest, puncturing his heart.
Blood splattered across the floor as the Rib Sword was drawn out.
Ignoring the system pop-ups, Li Xiuman flicked the blood off his blade and quickly set about reaping the lives of the remaining adventurers.
Armed with the Power of Death within his Rib Sword, Li Xiuman no longer feared this low-tier holy light.
It was perfect, as this adventurer party happened to include a large number of Light Priests.
Disposing of them was no trouble at all.
Amidst wails, screams, and pleas for mercy, Li Xiuman pulled his blade out of the final survivor.
With the splash of blood that accompanied the sword's withdrawal, the adventurer party that had dared to conquer the White Bone Dungeon was completely wiped out.
Ransacking the corpses for equipment and gold, he had the good fortune to scavenge a few Green Quality magic items.
On top of that, there were a whopping 1,000 gold coins and a large amount of fine equipment.
This sudden windfall of wealth left Li Xiuman a bit dazed.
Could it be... the effect of the [Cursed Gold Coin]?
Was the effect really that pronounced?
Looking at it this way, what did a tiny chance of bad luck matter?
This gold was the real deal!
The experience points provided by this group of adventurers, combined with what he had earned from defeating the Three-Headed Fire Crocodile King earlier, finally filled his experience bar.
After choosing to level up:
[Level increased to LV28.]
[Constitution +1, Spirit +2]
[Unique Variant Dragon-Blooded Skeleton Strength Modifier: Strength +1]
[Free Stat Point +1]
After calmly enduring the excruciating evolution pain in both of his arms—feeling slightly wanting for more—he saw the updates.
[Strength +1, Spirit +1]
Opening his status panel, his Free Stat Points had reached 4.
To prepare for any unforeseen circumstances, he saved 3 points and allocated 1 to Constitution.
[Strength] 42, [Constitution] 50, [Spirit] 56
As Li Xiuman’s level rose, the layout of the labyrinth beneath his feet shifted as well.
Floor 28 materialized.
With the emergence of Floor 28, the Floor Boss room was also transferred down to this new floor.
The terrain of Floor 28 was still a White Bone Forest, appearing dark and eerie.
Even though Li Xiuman was now capable of creating a lava terrain, it would look incredibly out of place to have a lava floor squeezed right into the middle of several white bone forest floors.
Therefore, he planned to designate the floors after Floor 30 as lava terrain.
Retrieving the Dungeon Core, he gazed at the projected images of the various floors. Suddenly, a half-formed idea began to take shape in his mind.
This time, the adventurers had practically traveled a thousand miles just to deliver their blood and tears to his doorstep, delivering gold coins, gifting equipment, and finally feeding him a massive chunk of experience.
This gave Li Xiuman a stroke of inspiration.
These adventurers were essentially a prime resource.
Should he perhaps run some advertisements for his dungeon to attract even more adventurers?
Currently, he already had two direct subordinates in his dungeon: his Golem creations and the Troll.
From the targets they killed, Li Xiuman could receive a 20% experience share, the same percentage as he would from high-ranking Kin.
If he attracted enough adventurers and then had these two capable subordinates slaughter them, they could continuously harvest gold and experience.
This would provide him with a steady, unending stream of gold and experience points.
And when a truly formidable adventurer party managed to overcome all the trials and make it all the way to him, he could still decide whether to engage them in battle based on their strength.
If he could beat them, he would fight. If he couldn't, he would hide.
Any adventurer party capable of crossing all those obstacles to stand before him would undoubtedly be exceptionally wealthy.
They would be well worth his personal intervention.
Creating a dungeon where fat sheep would compete to break their way in...
Damn, how on earth did he manage to come up with such an absolutely brilliant scheme?
As for how to advertise his dungeon, he would have to look at it from the perspective of the adventurers themselves.
The primary reason adventurers raided dungeons was their dissatisfaction with their current material circumstances.
To put it simply: they were broke.
Therefore, if he wanted to spread the word about his dungeon, he would have to target this specific vulnerability.
But how should he go about it?
Li Xiuman already had a plan in mind.
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