Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 963 - 634: Ding, Good Guy Card

"Why did you all come along too?"

Seeing Tami, Berto, and Mila slowly take shape, Luluwo was both surprised and delighted as she uttered her usual tsundere remarks.

"Don't worry, Captain, there are still people outside who haven't come in. We know our limits!" Tami laughed brightly, giving a thumbs up.

By limits, he probably meant leaving someone outside who hasn't invaded the White Mask, thus preserving the possibility of connecting with other stories.

"Very good, as expected from soldiers I've trained."

Luluwo was greatly gratified and pointed at the White Mask and two Blood Nobles across from them and said:

"The White Mask will cast annoying blood-sucking magic, and in an instant, unleashes multiple thrusting combat skills. The Blood Nobles are the same as before, unchanged..." They exchanged information in an instant.

"Then let's restrain them from a distance and wait for the right moment to deal a deadly strike." Berto quickly proposed the strategy.

"That's the way it should be!"

Luluwo patted Fudolin on the shoulder, making it clear who the choice for delivering the deadly strike would be.

Fudolin nodded seriously just like a protagonist group member in a shonen manga, but what she thought was:

[Since you're all actively volunteering to restrain them, I'll just do my job. Even if I see you getting attacked, I won't care, absolutely won't care, because I'm a refined egoist. As long as your captain acknowledges me and keeps me around, that's enough.]

As the White Mask raised its hand to unleash a scarlet swarm of flies, Berto interrupted with a flying knife cutting its arm, setting the battle into motion.

"Look over here!"

Tami suddenly threw out a Flash Bomb in his hand, blinding the Blood Noble who was charging at Luluwo, causing it to change direction towards him.

Seeing the enemy wield the gleaming Blood Vortex, Tami showed no sign of fear on his face. Just before the blade was about to pierce him, he suddenly crashed his shield forward. It wasn't a bounce back but successfully knocked the weapon off course.

The one-handed sword in his other hand suddenly powered up and slashed down; in this situation, the opponent absolutely couldn't use the heavy stabbing sword technique of Blood Vortex to defend.

"Bang!"

However, the sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out; it was a Reverse Stab, and the Blood Noble used it to block Tami's one-handed sword.

A sense of danger suddenly exploded in Tami's mind. He attempted a shield strike, but the Blood Noble effortlessly dodged, having used the elegant Dynasty Sword Skill to flicker to several meters behind in just a moment.

And this distance, in such intense combat, was easily overcome with a single step. The Blood Noble had already prepared a Thrust while retreating, lunging like a spring!

This thrust might directly pierce Tami along with his shield!

At this critical moment, Tami whistled, signaling to someone nearby.

The next moment, the air suddenly heated up, and the Blood Noble felt a massive force from the side strike away his sword and staggered him, forcing him to cease his assault.

The one who rescued Tami was none other than Fudolin.

"Are you alright?" Fudolin gently bent down to help Tami up, who smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm fine, just a pity about the great opportunity earlier." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

[I obviously knew you intentionally left an opening for me to attack, but if I had attacked the enemy head-on, you'd have been pierced along with them!]

Fudolin outwardly wore the same sunny smile as Tami and said, "It's okay. There will be plenty of such opportunities. As long as you're not hurt, that's fine."

[Are you such a fool to not care about your body! Is there something wrong with humans' brains, and you should be grateful for my kind-hearted rescue!]

Tami showed a moved expression and uttered a line aimed at piercing the opponent's defense:

"Fudolin, you're... really kind."

"...."

There was no response after these words, so he looked up.

Only to see Fudolin's face turning green, looking like she was about to vomit!

"Fudolin?"

In the blink of an eye, Fudolin's expression returned to normal. She turned and punched the Blood Noble who was sneak attacking, leaving behind "I'll go help others" as she hurriedly departed.

"I must have been mistaken just now," Tami rubbed his eyes, then turned with a serious face to confront the Blood Noble, "Having a teammate like this who cares for partners in the team gives a real sense of security."

On another side, Berto and Mila were jointly entangling the White Mask. Although neither had proper long-range attack methods, one was like a Thunder God, throwing and retrieving his hammer, while the other tossed flying knives, making it impossible for the enemy to handle all at once. They just needed to constantly watch for the Blood Blade slashes that could tear through the air.

But seemingly because they had been entangled and burned out, the Blood Noble hadn't used the Blood Blade for a while, stubbornly chasing the two instead.

"Boom!" Mila swung out her hammer, hitting the opponent's shoulder squarely, and the place hit slightly caved in.

As the hammer was retrieved before the Blood Noble, its shaft just obscured his view, and Berto hurled several flying knives pasted with scrolls. Although they were deflected by the enemy, the Magic Scroll activated instantly, glowing and forming an illusory Binding Magic that trapped the enemy!

"Now's the time!"

Berto whistled as a signal, and he, along with Mila made a quick dash, intending to land a deadly strike on the Blood Noble.

The Blood Noble hardly struggled, and the chilling sensation under its hood intensified even further.

Just as their weapons were about to land on the Blood Noble, a huge shadow that blocked the light suddenly descended before them.

Although the shadow was just an exaggeration of the enemy's aura, the next moment, they saw a blood line of unprecedented length suddenly appear behind the silhouette!

"Fudolin!"

The newcomer was Fudolin, who stood in front of them—and the reason...

The Blood Noble had unleashed a Blood Blade of length beyond several meters and strength far exceeding its former self!

The opponent had been holding back in the previous fight, aiming for a full-force kill against Berto and Mila now.

"Pfft—"

Massive blood burst from Fudolin's back where she was hit by the Blood Blade, her face momentarily paling, but it wasn't lethal, and it wasn't considered serious.

Molten-like tails suddenly appeared behind her, sweeping the Blood Noble away. At this moment, Fudolin staggered, fortunately being supported by the two.

"Are you okay?" she asked with a bloody smile at the corners of her lips.

[You two big fools! Can't you see such an obvious tactic from the enemy? Argh, you're driving me mad!]

In fact, it wasn't obvious at all. The Blood Noble's move was incredibly cunning, only the observing Fudolin could spot it.

[If it wasn't for striving for a good evaluation from Luluwo, I wouldn't have been bothered to save you!]

Berto urgently cast Healing Magic to heal Fudolin's injury.

"I'm fine, don't waste magic power," she said.

[Your Healing Magic's recovery speed isn't as fast as my own regenerative abilities, stop wasting magic power.]

Her actions seemed to others like selflessly taking damage for others.

Mila was deeply moved, holding her hand with tears and saying:

"Thank you, Fudolin, you're such a kind person."

"...."

Mila looked up to see Fudolin displaying the same greenish expression she had with Tami earlier, but it vanished instantly, and she hastily left again.

[Are you humans all insane, blindly using the word 'kind' every day! I am the Chosen Great Demon Dragon! I saved you only to avoid getting blood in my eyes!]

[Words like 'kind' are so disgusting, so disgusting. I only outwardly saved you, but inwardly I loathe it!]

Meanwhile, Luluwo, during a dangerous confrontation with the White Mask, had Fudolin suddenly arrive again, knocking it away.

"Thank you, Fudolin, you're truly kind."

The third time receiving the same appreciation.

This time, Fudolin's face wasn't turning green, but instead, she showed an expression of doubt towards her existence as a dragon.

[Could it be that I'm... really kind?]