After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

World Tree fourth layer, Dark Night City Arena.

At this point, it had already reached the afternoon of the second day, and the stands were filled with people.

Crazy screams and shouts, ten times noisier than a vegetable market.

The reason was simple, Dawn of Hell's rookie fighter, ranked 203, Lin Da, was challenging the veteran ranked 7th, the Bloodthirsty Wolf Ruf.

This was Ruf's first appearance of the month, and the audience wanted to see this wolf-like fighter brutally tear the newcomer apart, showcasing Ruf's classic scene: devouring the loser alive!

In the top-level VIP box, there was a mysterious figure wearing a duckbill mask and clad in a black robe.

He rested his cheek in his right hand with interest, lazily leaning on the sofa, looking down at the two tiny fighters in the arena.

...

"What has Lin Da found?"

In the fighters' special section of the stands, Kafni held a bag of popcorn, eating together with Monica.

Many around them looked at them with awe.

The day before, Kafni had knocked down rank 37's 'Hyena' Karin, becoming a minor leader, taking over Karin's subordinates.

While others found the match in the arena extremely interesting, Kafni lazily yawned and stuffed the remaining popcorn to Monica, "I'll take a nap first, wake me up when Lin Da wins."

Ding—

A crisp ring from the bell on the stage cut through the roaring shouts as the Bloodthirsty Wolf Ruf launched the first attack.

His gaze brutally fixed on Lin Da, a healer-type magician not adept at fighting, only needed ten moves... no, five moves, at most five moves to finish this guy, any more would be disrespectful to his own immense power!

Bang!

As expected...

Ruf was sent flying out!

Lin Da calmly delivered a right straight punch, landing it on Ruf's face.

Ruf's features twisted grotesquely from the impact, and then, like a broken wheel, he tumbled out over ten meters.

Dead silence.

In the amphitheater that could hold ten thousand people, there wasn't a single sound.

In front of the newcomer, Ruf was as vulnerable as a baby.

A mischievous baby with a stick, yelling as it rushed towards the robust Lin Da, who then kicked the baby flying for over ten meters.

That was the approximate feeling!

"Deity above, how did such a newcomer become a slave and get caught by Officer Reis?" Mika was downright stunned.

After this match, the top ranking position was likely going to change hands.

In the top-level VIP box, the duckbill-masked mystery man also expressed doubt, staring fixedly at Lin Da: "This physical strength should have reached grade A..."

On the stage, Lin Da was just about to leave.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

A deep, hoarse voice, holding back endless fury, resounded behind him.

A huge shadow blocked the light, completely enveloping Lin Da.

"Werewolf!"

"There's such a wanted monster among the fighters?"

"The recent string of murders, could they have been done by this werewolf?"

While some audience members were terrified, others grew even more excited, "Ruf, tear number 34 apart, I bet everything I own on you!"

Ruf underwent a massive transformation—three meters tall, his arms bulging with muscles, his body covered in gray, steel-needle like fur, a protruding wolf's muzzle, speaking human words:

"Number 34, only by tearing you into a hundred pieces can I quench my rage."

Lin Da looked up and down at his opponent and nodded indifferently, "Now you look a bit like a common monster. Come on, I'm in a hurry."

"Arrogant!"

Ruf roared furiously, applying force to his feet, shattering the stone tiles on the arena with a gust of foul wind as he charged towards Lin Da.

His speed was so fast that the security personnel holding firearms were completely bewildered and unable to lock onto Ruf's position.

Frankly speaking, they weren't enough for Ruf to bother killing.

In the stands, Kafni was woken by the noise of the fight, lazily opening her eyes to see and thought to herself: this werewolf isn't even as fierce as a level 15 Murderous Crab.

Lin Da didn't seem to have any special plans, only displaying strength typical of a level 12 adventurer and not using any skills, relying solely on standard attacks.

The bangs of fists and kicks were incessant.

The more Ruf fought, the more shocked he became; he found he couldn't touch the slick-as-an-eel Lin Da at all, whereas every strike from his opponent hit him.

After multiple heavy hits to the chest, Ruf felt a sweetness in his throat, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's time to end this."

Lin Da said calmly.

His perception caught a fiery gaze from above.

His goal had been achieved.

He had successfully caught the attention of the mysterious forces.

Lin Da grabbed hold of Ruf's werewolf ear, leapt up with a knee strike, hitting Ruf directly in the forehead.

Those close enough could hear a crisp crack.

Ruf's skull was directly smashed!

After swaying for a moment, Ruf collapsed on the ground with a thud.

The werewolf traits rapidly faded, returning him to his human form.

At the same time, the Phoenix Tail Flower Team heard a gentle female voice in their heads:

[Adventure completed, Teleportation Stone activated, you may choose to finalize the trial and leave the fourth layer of the Mystic Realm within seven days.]

Besides this, Lin Da received another system notification:

[Killed level 10 Magical Being Werewolf, obtained 100 diamonds.]

100 diamonds... trivial.

What Lin Da truly cared about were the forces behind the werewolf.

The match ended, and the senior members of Dawn of Hell came over to meet him with fear and trepidation.

A refined middle-aged man bowed deeply and apologized, "Mr. Linda, we have prepared a top-tier luxury room for you, with one million in cash. Please do not take offense at Dawn of Hell's negligence..."

After killing the werewolf Ruf, Mr. Linda's identity was on the verge of being revealed.

Like Ruf, he was a Transcendent.

Such individuals were not ones that Dawn of Hell could afford to offend.

Mr. Linda nodded, "Bring over girls number 35 and 36 as well."

A moment later.

"Wow! What a big room, such a soft bed, and a shower!"

"Lord Captain, may I take a bath?"

Kafni and Monica, entering this luxurious room akin to a top-class hotel, were both excited.

"Of course you can," Mr. Linda said casually while sipping tea at the round table, pointing at Kafni, "But you will have to wait until Monica is done."

"Why can't I go first? You're looking down on women, aren't you!" Kafni burst into anger, feeling up to the challenge after not fighting with Mr. Linda for a few days, frantically using Stealing on him.

"Uh, aren't you a tough guy..."

When there's a risk of getting slapped, play the tough guy; when it's time to bathe, pull out the female card... Mr. Linda was utterly speechless, this Kafni, truly a super fairy!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In the midst of their conversation, Mr. Linda's shirt suddenly flashed with light and landed in Kafni's right hand.

This revealed Mr. Linda's strong body with its eight-pack abs.

He also exercised regularly and took some Magic Potions to promote muscle growth; one could say he looked slim in clothes but muscular without.

It was the first time Kafni and the others had seen Mr. Linda shirtless, and they were momentarily stunned.

In this hotel-like room, with a large white bed to the front and a hot shower to the right, a handsome man sat at the round table, drinking water and waiting...

It clearly looked like...

An unspeakable deal was taking place!

Monica blushed, gripping Mr. Linda's large hand, "Lord Captain, shall we bathe together?"

"You two, don't mess around! I'm still here!" Kafni said, her face flushed with anger.

"Monica, be good, go take a bath by yourself. The captain will wait till the end," Mr. Linda said helplessly, rubbing Monica's little head.

He needed to guide Monica onto the right path; once an adventurer became addicted to sensuality, they would lose the motivation to continue climbing, opting instead to stay home and raise children.

"Um." Monica pouted and went to the bathroom sullenly.

Ding-dong.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Mr. Linda had already instructed that middle-aged man not to disturb him unless it was something important.

Looks like... the fish had bitten the hook.

He and Kafni exchanged a knowing look.

Walking to the entrance, he opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Linda, I am an envoy from the Dawn Church, you can call me Black Crow."

"I sincerely invite you now to join the church and become one of us."

Wearing a beak mask, the black-robed man self-professed as 'Black Crow' gave a slight bow to Mr. Linda.

"Come in and talk."

Mr. Linda concealed the excitement in his eyes.

Finally getting close to this mysterious force.

The three of them sat down at the round table.

Black Crow, satisfied with his understanding, got straight to the point, "Mr. Linda, you are surely aware of the strength of the Dawn Church. More than eighty percent of Transcendents are here. Of course, we do not absorb useless individuals; you need to show a little loyalty to the church."

"How should I show it?"

"Quite simple, just inject this potion."

Black Crow took out a wooden long box from his coat, opened it, and inside was a syringe filled with a blue liquid.

The liquid bubbled like magma, giving off an ominous feeling.

"What is this?" Mr. Linda asked nonchalantly.

"A harmless potion that ensures loyalty to the church," Black Crow said with a light and dismissive tone, smiling, "As long as you earnestly fulfill the church's commands and perform excellently, you will receive the antidote after a year and be absorbed as a core member of the church."

"Of course, we won't give you overly challenging commands, and we might not even issue any commands within the year. Come on, Mr. Linda, inject the potion, show your loyalty to the church..."

Bang!

A wine bottle crashed onto the back of Black Crow's head.

The church envoy, excitedly halfway through his speech, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, his head hitting the table.

"Well done, Kafni, I was itching to slap him myself,"

Mr. Linda angrily slammed the table, cursing about the supposed harmless potion; it was nothing but poison forcing compliance like a dog.

He preached righteousness, but Mr. Linda doubted Black Crow would have turned hostile right away if he refused to inject the potion.

He and Kafni removed Black Crow's mask and searched his possessions.

The Black Crow beneath the mask was a thirty-year-old man with wide-set eyes and a little mustache, resembling a catfish.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

His looks just disgusted Mr. Linda and the others for a moment.

The most important discovery was a notebook, small enough to fit in a palm, bound in black leather.

This item was stashed in an inner layer of Black Crow's clothing, and had Mr. Linda not been thorough, it would have been missed.

He opened the notebook and flipped through a few pages.

Lines of text came into view.

Seeing these, Mr. Linda's breathing changed from calm to rapid, his hands trembling slightly...

He had actually found several familiar names in the notebook!