Chapter 112:
“Holy crap! What the hell is this? A nightmare revisited?”
Having just crawled out of the half-collapsed Blood Vulture Halls, Meow King was in a miserable state, covered in dirt and grime, looking nearly dead.
His Four Heavenly Kings and old buddy Little Hand had already perished in the previous battle. Shamefully, four out of these five were SC failures that had gone berserk and were personally killed by the Meow King. But just as he surfaced and was about to catch his breath, he looked up and froze in his tracks, letting out a rather player-like exclamation of surprise.
However, there was no one left by his side to echo his shock.
Of the 60 little players who had entered the Halls instance dungeon, only he remained alive. This was far beyond the depths of misery.
“Damn! Did the sky leak again?”
The same stylized exclamation came from behind the Meow King, causing him to whip his head around. There he saw Precipitation Niuniu, looking like a mud monkey, crawling out from the collapsed spiral staircase while carrying the nearly unconscious Invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche on his back.
Alright then.
The good news was that after completing this instance dungeon, there were still 3 players left.