Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons-Chapter 508 - 465: Final Battle (3)

"Boom!"

The blinding light and the deafening sound once again came from the rear of the enemy forces.

The commanders in the enemy camp seemed to have grown accustomed to it, continuing with their tasks, unfazed.

This scenario had occurred countless times in the past two days, and they were already used to it.

They couldn’t stop it anyway, so out of sight, out of mind—let those people die; after all, they were lifelong enemies, and death would be better.

Most commanders believed the dead troops were not from their own forces.

After all, they couldn’t see it now and didn’t know which support troops were attacked, so they assumed it was their adversaries.

And on the city walls of the gigantic fortress ahead.

After firing the missile, Kane immediately said, "I can’t hold on anymore, I need to go inside the cabin to sleep for a while. Wake me up in two hours."

After speaking, Kane turned and entered a nearby small cabin, collapsing on the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

This small cabin was also constructed by him temporarily; potion bottles for magic recovery were scattered across the wooden floor.

He had been repeating this cycle for the last few days: constructing a missile, drinking a potion for magic recovery, waiting for his magic power to replenish.

Once his magic recovered, he would create another missile; when his body couldn’t withstand it anymore, he would sleep in the cabin for a bit.

He would wake up after a few hours of rest and continue his previous work.

He was trapped in this endless cycle.

Yet even so, they could only construct and fire one missile every two hours.

Meanwhile, Kreya and her team would mark certain troops directly without waiting beside them like the first time.

They would mark and then leave to find the next troop, continuously marking.

Thus, whenever Kane attacked, there were generally 1–2 marked troops waiting for their choice.

Thanks to their relentless efforts over the past days, they had roughly eradicated between 20,000 and 30,000 enemy soldiers.

Though it didn’t significantly harm the enemy’s forces, which numbered hundreds of thousands, they still achieved commendable results.

It was worth the time they spent.

Two hours later, Kane was gently awakened.

After creating the last missile in the launch silo, Kane only felt a deep exhaustion.

He then grabbed his ruby lapel pin: "Everyone, put down your work and rest now. The decisive battle is about to start, and it’s crucial to maintain your state."

Kreya was already returning, noticing that the enemy’s troops were nearly assembled.

There were no good targets left for her to mark, and she hadn’t rested for days, so she indeed needed to return to the fortress and rest for a while. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

At that moment, Meizike, who was tirelessly blending potions in his room, heard Kane’s words.

Only then did he take out a time-keeping clock from his space equipment.

"Has it been so long already?"

Meizike murmured to himself, then collapsed onto the bed beside him and fell asleep.

Lilulu, who had been controlling energy in the fairy tale world, also heard Kane’s message.

For some reason, although the fairy tale world and the dungeon weren’t in the same space, Kane and the others could communicate with Lilulu.

However, once in the guild hall, they couldn’t; everyone didn’t understand why, but knowing whether it worked or not was enough.

Among the thousand mages under Lilulu in the fairy tale world, only 1000 mages successfully transformed into fairy tale mages, while others experienced incomplete transformations.

Among these transformed fairy tale mages, over 200 had become Spirits of Freedom.

And the number was continually increasing with the passage of time.

The large-scale invasion of external energy seemed to accelerate the soldiers’ transformation into freedom.

Lilulu had already recruited them into the guild, and Kane had received and approved the applications, adding them to the guild.

Thus, Lilulu drifted into sleep in the fairy tale world.

A giant colorful butterfly flew over, gently carrying Lilulu away toward her castle.

While Kane and the others were recuperating.

In the guild hall, Kallen was waiting with the dozen raiders he led.

Another Dark Servant entered the guild hall at this time.

"Kallen, the enemy’s rear support troops have advanced a considerable distance, and we can continue to complete the mission now."

Looking at the Dark Servant before him who was similar in stature, Kallen nodded.

"Everyone, commence the operation."

After speaking, they disappeared from the guild hall instantly.

Suddenly appearing in the dungeon, Kallen was accompanied by the Dark Servant who had just been reporting to her.

They belonged to the same squad with similar hair and builds.

"You should call me sister."

The two Dark Servants were rushing toward the distance at their fastest speed when Kallen suddenly spoke.

An empty, ethereal voice came from the nearby black mist: "You just went out before us, so I won’t call you sister."

With that, the black mist flew in the other direction.

While the black form that Kallen transformed into continued forward.