Stanford and Timothy took point, and every Zombie Walker they encountered was taken down with one strike. Mobs of Zombie Walkers were nothing worth mentioning due to the huge disparity in strength.

But things exceeded Igris’s expectations. Stanford and company stormed their way through without stopping when they reached the boundary of the assignment zone. They went straight past the warning markers. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Serra, we have already left the Level 5 boundaries. Should we be heading back?" Igris said, frowning slightly.

Before Serra could say a word, Stanford said in contempt, "The area of the test is so tiny. The number of Zombie Walkers is extremely limited. Even if we got all of them, how many can we get? If you’re afraid, just wait here until we return. There’s no need for you to follow us in."

Serra also said with a smile, "Don’t worry. We have the complete information on the Ancient City. All we will encounter for the next ten to fifteen kilometers are Zombie Walkers. There won’t be any Legendary-stage dimensional creatures appearing. The test’s area is rather conservative because they do not wish for students to get into accidents. Just as he said, with that small number of Zombie Walkers in the test area, it’s not enough for us to get a high score. It’s almost necessary that we continue forward."

Igris looked at the dense, gloomy streets ahead, his eyes narrowing. "If you say so."

Upon seeing the trio’s expression, Igris knew that his persuasion was completely useless.

He did have the intention to stay behind, ignoring whatever the trio might encounter. However, his results would be severely impacted if they were to die inside. He might even be removed from the list of candidates from the top schools.

Also, Serra had knowingly and intentionally accepted him into her group, so he had the responsibility to help her attain good results. Although Serra didn’t think so, Igris didn’t wish to see her sending herself to death.

*Let’s hope they don’t venture too deep. As long as they don’t approach the area where level 10 or level 15 beasts are, there shouldn’t be much of a problem.* Igris thought without saying another word as he followed Serra and company.

Seeing Igris silent, Timothy imagined that it was because Igris didn’t dare be alone. He scoffed in contempt. "When one’s a burden, one should realize that. Just follow us obediently and cut the nonsense."

Igris didn’t have any interest in bothering with him.

After all, Stanford and Timothy were taking point, killing all the Zombie Walkers that rushed at them. There was nothing Igris needed to do. The danger was nonexistent. Even if a Zombie Walker were to rush at him, he could easily finish it off with his present strength.

Igris kept walking behind, unafraid.

Serra was like Igris; she had nothing to do. When she saw Igris looking at the surroundings unbothered, as though sightseeing with a smile on his face, she walked over. "You are really carefree. During training, you don’t care about others. And even now, you don’t care about the beasts and are just sightseeing."

"It’s not like I have anything else to do. This place is also nice to look at. It’s interesting to see how this civilization would look if overrun by zombies," Igris replied without looking away.

"That’s right. I shall sightsee as well," Serra said as she also looked curiously at the surroundings.

"What the hell is this dude doing?" Timothy cursed under his breath in great displeasure.

Although Timothy and Stanford were powerful, they were still made up of flesh and blood. They were still susceptible to fatigue and injury; therefore, when they encountered relatively large hordes of Zombie Walkers, they had to be very careful. This slowed down the speed of their advancement.

The dimensional creatures in the dimensional zone were nearly endless. As the zone was connected to dimensional rifts, even if the creatures were wiped out, the area would be occupied again by new creatures. There was no way of killing them all. However, the dimensional rifts weren’t stable. Dimensional creatures didn’t appear at random, so after clearing an area, there wouldn’t be any Zombie Walkers appearing for a short period of time. Timothy and company’s advancement was still pretty good.

The chances of Zombie Walkers producing loot were quite small, with one item dug out from the Zombie Walkers’ bodies every two to three hundred kills. The loot was naturally Serra’s. In fact, as long as she had one, she would be first in the team.

"We’ve already hunted enough Zombie Walkers. We are very far from the determined region of the test. We need to rush back before the end. Can we not continue proceeding forward?" Upon noticing that they were approaching the level 15 region, Igris said once again to Serra.

Before Serra could say a word, Timothy said, "It’s still early, and the number of kills we have isn’t enough to guarantee us first place. We naturally need to proceed forward."

Stanford also looked at the map and said, "Based on the map, this area is still the safe zone. We can proceed another ten kilometers without encountering much danger."

Serra opened up the map on her phone and nodded after taking a look. "Based on the information, there aren’t any boss creatures in the vicinity. It should be ok if we proceed forward a little. We need to obtain enough bone beads to be the bona fide winners of Guide City. We cannot afford otherwise."

Igris knew that he needed to dissuade Serra and company from proceeding forward; otherwise, the death of any one of them when they encountered a boss would drastically affect their results. Although Igris didn’t have any plans to be first, he didn’t want his assignment to be affected.

"Just admit to being afraid?" Timothy spoke with contempt.

Serra sized up Igris for a moment before casting her gaze at Stanford.

Stanford thought and then said, "The kills we have at present can’t guarantee us first place. It might be a little inappropriate if we were to head back now." Clearly, Stanford was supportive of continuing forward.

Just as Igris sighed and wanted to continue, Stanford exclaimed, "What’s that?"

He gave everyone a shock as they turned to look. They found him looking at an old English building with a bewildered look, as though he had seen something most terrifying.

Igris, Serra, and Timothy subconsciously turned their heads to look when a glint flashed in Stanford’s hands. A strange jade dagger appeared in each of his hands.

The jade dagger in Stanford’s left hand struck like a venomous snake’s tongue, instantly stabbing Serra. The foot-long blade plunged into her waist completely.

"Squelch!"

This sudden development happened so abruptly that Timothy didn’t even realize what was happening when the other dagger in Stanford’s right hand swiped at his neck. Timothy had retreated quickly but had failed to avoid being injured. Although none of his arteries were severed, his neck was instantly dyed red with blood.

"Stanford... What are you doing..." Timothy wore a look of alarm as he covered the wound on his neck, shouting as he retreated. He was filled with disbelief over what had just happened.

Stanford ignored Timothy as he clenched the pair of jade daggers with both hands, staring intently at the wound on Serra’s waist. He was responsible for the wound and he knew what kind of effect such a wound would have; however, the flesh and fat at the wound seemed to possess a certain force that exerted pressure on the opening. The tiny amount of blood that had seeped out was nearly impossible for a wound this deep.

"I never expected that the slut of the academy is actually practicing a Virgin Skill, the Holy Elven Mother Art," Stanford said slowly as he glared at Serra.

Igris was similarly alarmed when he heard "Holy Elven Mother Art."

Skills and items could be obtained by hunting monsters, but Energy Arts weren’t exactly items you could obtain by just hunting monsters—only boss monsters dropped Energy Arts, and the drop rate was even less than 1 percent! Furthermore, the Holy Mother Art had a strange cultivation requirement: it required the cultivator to be a virgin. Once one was no longer a virgin, the Holy Elven Mother Art would become ineffective, losing all of its original might.

Due to the strange cultivation requirement, the Holy Elven Mother Art was also known as a Virgin Divine Art. It was the least cultivated among all Arts because one doesn’t know when they would give in to lust. Moreover, you can’t remain celibate forever. Firstly, Holy Elven Mother Art could only be cultivated by women who were virgins. No matter how potent the Holy Elven Mother Art was, to become useless the moment one lost their hymen was a fatal flaw. Of course, the typical person didn’t have the chance to acquire it, so they had no chance of cultivating it even if they wished to.