"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deafening sound of ground pounding extinguished everyone’s excitement as they glanced around.

Six fully armed little giants—Mountain Monsters descended from the sky, three in the front and three in the back. Their simultaneous roars caught the three people off guard, knocking them around like ping pong balls.

One Mountain Monster is equivalent to a bunch of Greg Soldiers, and six Mountain Monsters...

Even the usually good-tempered Fanen couldn’t hold back any longer. Instead of getting up immediately from the ground, he defiantly raised his middle finger towards the sky, a final act of defiance directed at Sain.

The fifth time.

"I can’t take it anymore."

With a dark face, Uffie summoned Torret, mounted swiftly, and charged towards the checkpoint!

Honestly pushing through the checkpoint was hopeless! Only violent breakthroughs are the way; otherwise, Torret would be useless!

"Hey, don’t be so impulsive!" Isha tried to dissuade but suddenly saw Fanen beside her doing the same, summoning Torret and racing towards the checkpoint.

"Bro!? Why are you doing this too!"

Isha looked left and right, and finally, reluctantly, also rode her horse to chase after them.

As they proved, racing on horseback is exhilarating, the thrill never ends.

Torret, indeed the Spiritual Horse, moves faster here than a human’s stride, its instant burst of speed surpassing Uffie’s expectations.

After paying the price of being shot down by crossbow arrows and hindered by Mountain Monsters several times, the three finally figured out the soldier distribution at the checkpoint, and eventually succeeded in charging through!

This is the proper usage of Torret!

Standing back and looking at the checkpoint that had tormented them several times, everyone had an emotion they had to express:

"Damn, that felt good!"

The accumulated frustration from before transformed into a sense of accomplishment, now they just wanted to howl at the sky, finally understanding why Fran Guards, when excited, liked to howl like wolves.

"That over there must be Stoneveil City." Using a simple Eagle Eye spell, Uffie saw the grand castle standing in the distance, along with the soldiers stationed along the way.

Although initially they intended to head to Stoneveil City, after actually crossing the checkpoint, there was a desire to explore the expansive map beyond.

She discovered that Nimgefo was ridiculously large, comparable in scale to Lake Lienia.

Perhaps they should explore other areas first, reserving Greg as the final main dish?

Just as she entertained this thought, majestic bell sounds suddenly rang from afar, indicating there was only one hour left before the Dungeon closed. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"No way, why would they close the gate?" Uffie clearly remembered that not long ago, Sain shouldn’t have had a time limit.

Well, there’s no choice, it’d be better to check out Stoneveil City before the Dungeon closes. She immediately slapped five hundred Lune on her Spiritual Horse to refresh its worldly time, racing forward with Fanen and Isha.

When the bell, signaling half an hour left before the Dungeon closes, rang, they dashed into Stoneveil City, the city where the Demigod Greg resides.

But to be precise, they were now entering the outermost walls, and to truly get into the city, there was a long passage tunnel to go through.

The Spiritual Horse suddenly disappeared upon entering the tunnel, unable to be summoned—some kind of restriction seemed to exist here.

"Look, what is that?"

Having successfully breached the city wall, Fanen, still excited from his stint as an Avatar wild horse rider, quickly shifted from exhilarated to "totally drained" upon seeing something.

People followed his gaze, and at the end of the tunnel, where they were supposed to truly enter Stoneveil City...

It was covered by a thin layer of mist, turning into something they didn’t want to see.

Fog Gate!