How come there are succubi in this dungeon?

Chapter 43 Challenge

"Don't come any closer!"

"Help! Help! Someone, please help!"

At this moment, Yabo couldn't even use the word "see through" because his body was imprisoned by the gravity stone, and he could only move like an ordinary person.

The goblins did indeed wield large clubs and moved with agility.

If he were caught, Yabo felt he would definitely be executed on the spot by the goblins.

It's worth mentioning that goblins in this world reproduce by directly implanting embryos into other organisms to absorb nutrients; they are neither male nor female.

Yabo wanted to commit suicide, but the gravity stones were all around him, and the pulling force was in all directions. He wasn't sure if he could cleanly and neatly snap his own neck.

The anti-magic stone also prevented him from committing suicide through magic, and since the weapon hadn't arrived yet, he couldn't cut his own neck.

If the suicide is successful, that's fine; it's only one-tenth of the life force.

If it fails, then Yabo will be left with a lifelong shadow.

He fled in panic, and just as the goblins were about to catch up, he saw a sharp gravity pillar appear in front of him.

The cold light shimmering on it seemed so warm to Yabo at that moment, and he was about to crash into it without hesitation, using the incredible hardness of the gravity stone to commit suicide.

But just as he was about to succeed, the strong, dark-skinned goblin caught up and smashed his club into his back.

Yabo cried out in pain and fell heavily next to the gravity pillar. He rolled twice and moved away from the pillar, completely losing hope of committing suicide.

The goblins grinned wickedly as they surrounded them, making strange, gurgling sounds from their throats.

Together they swung big sticks at the back of Yabo's head, intending to beat their prey until they were unable to fight back before taking further action.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several dull thuds rang out as the goblins' clubs bounced back, cracking even as they struck, yet they couldn't break Yabo's skin. His class was warrior, and even without magic enhancements or talent boosts, the physical bonus from level 35 was terrifying.

An ordinary iron sword would only break on its own if it were pierced by him.

Yabo then realized that the five dark-skinned goblins were not as strong as he had thought.

The reason they can climb and jump in the stone forest is obviously due to some rule of the underground city. They are not affected by gravity stones, and are even immune to anti-magic stones.

This is very common in dungeons; some special terrains are ineffective against the native monsters of dungeons.

"I'll kill you all!"

Yabo roared, sprang up from his spot as if his inner universe had exploded, and tore five black skins apart in no time.

The thought of almost being wiped out by five goblins and his extremely disheveled appearance made him tremble with anger and fear.

He looked at the sharp stone pillar and decided to commit suicide.

The five goblins we just encountered weren't strong, but that doesn't mean there aren't any strong goblins here.

Just as he was about to act, a mysterious glow unique to the treasure chest flickered in the depths of the stone forest.

"A treasure chest?"

Yabo suddenly changed his mind again. As the son of an earl, he didn't want to lose face in front of his companions.

He committed suicide because he was afraid of being bullied by monsters? That doesn't sound good.

When an adventurer respawns at the respawn point, people can see the adventurer's fatal wounds, making it easy for the adventurer to determine whether it was suicide.

Fortune favors the bold, and Yabo wasn't just after a good reputation; he genuinely wanted the treasure chest deep within the Stone Forest.

No adventurer can resist a treasure chest within sight; this is the fundamental logic of adventurers.

Yabo walked cautiously through the gray-black stone forest, each step feeling extremely heavy.

He wanted to climb to a high place to see through the intricate stone forest, but the omnipresent interference of the gravity stones made him give up the idea. After all, he was already having some difficulty walking. In order to resist the uneven pulling force, he swayed like a disabled person.

The stone forest was extremely vast, stretching as far as the eye could see. After walking for more than ten minutes, Yabo finally emerged from the maze-like stone forest, but what lay before him was not an exit or a treasure chest, but a solitary stone bridge.

A pitch-black bridge, entirely made of gravity stone, spans a bottomless cliff, with a dilapidated archer statue on the opposite side.

Without any magic, Yabo had no doubt that his body would be smashed to pieces after falling.

Yabo squinted, trying to see if there were any other roads or traps around him.

"It seems not, there's only one bridge here..."

He examined it for a while, and his already limited patience wore thin. He then stepped onto the monolithic bridge.

"Ouch, that's heavy!"

Yabo gasped, his entire body bent over by the sudden weight, as if he were carrying a boulder, and his hair was pulled painfully by the force.

He struggled to lift his hair and slowly crawled fifty meters to the center of the monolithic bridge.

Just then, the silent statue opposite suddenly moved, its eyes glowing red.

"Are you kidding me?"

Yabo's eyes were bloodshot as he watched helplessly as the archer nocked an arrow and aimed at him.

He was firmly bound by gravity and unable to make any big movements, otherwise he would immediately fall off the cliff due to loss of balance.

"call out"

As the long arrow came hurtling towards him, Yabo only had time to slightly turn his body before the arrow pierced through his kidneys, leaving them like a gourd.

"Ah! I'm so angry!"

Yabo was in so much pain that he forgot all about aristocratic etiquette. He screamed, his face turned pale, his lips trembled weakly, and he almost knelt down.

Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly realized that the statue had fallen silent again, and the only thing that could be shot from the longbow was now stuck in his body.

"Just one arrow?"

Yabo glanced at the dazzling light of the treasure chest in the distant sky, then reluctantly pulled out the arrow, using it as a crutch and weapon to hobble forward.

If an ordinary person had both kidneys pierced, they certainly wouldn't survive for long, but a level 35 superhuman being could still run and jump, and the terrifying wound would stop bleeding and scab over in no time.

Of course, the kidneys can't be healed by magic, and if they were on the surface, missing the best time for treatment would definitely mean a lifetime of kidney deficiency.

After dawdling for a while, Yabo finally crossed the stone bridge. He walked over angrily, kicked the statue with all his might, and then cried out in pain as he picked up his foot and performed a one-legged dance.

This statue is actually made of magic-resistant stone, making it indestructible.

The pain calmed Yabo down, and he looked expectantly at the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Grayish-white, could it be?"

Yabo tried to strike the statue with a bow and arrow, but with a "crack," the bow and arrow broke.

This can be anything, but it has absolutely nothing to do with anti-magic stones.

As Yabo looked into the statue's empty eyes, his pale cheeks quickly flushed with color.

Even though it was an inanimate object, Yabo felt as if those eyes were mocking him.