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Chapter 661 - 207: Why do players enjoy being tortured? Do you have any clue?_1

Chapter 661: Chapter 207: Why do players enjoy being tortured? Do you have any clue?_1

The huge explosion accompanied by rapidly expanding flames directly wiped out Czcu’s entire health bar.

Only then did Czcu realize what those barrels were for.

Damn it... They were actually barrels of explosives!

The soldiers stationed at the top were specifically responsible for surveillance, ready to throw a Flame Pot and Ignite the explosive barrels upon an enemy’s intrusion.

The tremendous lethality was something no player could ignore.

After this, there was no escaping by brute force.

Czcu was forced to change his tactics.

After respawning, he returned to the wooden walkway.

He spent several minutes dueling with the soldiers on the walkway.

And after killing them one by one.

He took out a bow and arrow he had acquired while exploring Nimgreifu.

The bow had a Battle Skill called "Full Draw."

By consuming mana, it was possible to draw the bow to full draw, increasing the attack range significantly.

Using this method,

Czcu carefully picked off the soldiers above the explosive barrels one by one.

Only then did he carefully make his way up the wooden steps to the second floor.

He quickly drew his sword to destroy the barrels, to avoid any further complications.

After all this,

Czcu finally had time to observe his surroundings.

This place seemed to be just outside the main city of Stonewell, a small watchtower set beside a narrow path.

The tower had several levels, each connected by staircases.

And the tower’s walls were full of holes and notches, with several damaged areas on the wooden steps.

One wrong step could mean falling right through from the second to the first floor, necessitating climbing all over again.

But at least there was progress compared to earlier.

Czcu comforted himself with this thought.

Soon, he discovered a closed iron door on the second floor.

Upon interaction, he was informed that he couldn’t open it without a key.

Having no other choice, he followed the stairs up to the third floor.

After clearing some scattered minions, the stairs to the fourth floor were found to be broken.

Quickly, Czcu found another iron door on the third floor.

Driven by a desire to explore anywhere there was a door,

Czcu was surprised to find that the iron door on the third floor seemed to be openable.

But the inside was pitch black, with items not far from the door emitting a dim white glow that failed to illuminate the surroundings.

"Something’s off! There’s definitely something wrong here!" Czcu decisively declared to the live stream viewers.

"With my seasoned instincts as a Fading One, if I were Designer Ke, I would definitely place an incredibly powerful monster in here."

As he spoke, Czcu tried to lock onto something inside the room.

As expected!

There in the furthest left corner of the room,

was a figure seemingly clad in heavy armor, far more imposing than the soldiers he had faced, quietly standing with sword in hand.

Just waiting for a player to take the bait.

"You see what I’m saying? What did I say??" Czcu excitedly slammed the desk.

The viewers, on the other hand, found it uninteresting.

"Boring."

"It’s no fun when it’s discovered."

"The host should just die here to make it entertaining."

Czcu glanced at the comments: "Heh, I’m not who I was when I first started playing games."

"After dying too many times, these kind of childish tricks no longer work on me."

"As for Designer Ke’s trickery skills, I must say they need improvement, alright."

While saying this, Czcu cautiously advanced further into the room: "Our next tactic is simple, we’ll try exchanging a couple of blows with him first, and if something feels off, we’ll rush out the door... wait no, who the hell closed the door on me!! FUCK!!"

Czcu had been planning his strategy.

He had only taken a couple of steps into the room.

When suddenly there was a loud ’bang’ as the heavy door closed.

Turning around,

The iron door that had been open was now closed by some unknown bastard from the outside.

Effectively locking Czcu inside the dark room!

Czcu’s face instantly changed color!

He had barely uttered a curse,

When he heard the heavily armored Knight in the corner already drawing his sword and approaching.

He slammed a massive shield on the ground, which was then enveloped in a swirl of white energy.

In an instant, the energy surged!

The Knight then used his shield to launch a Thrust attack, knocking aside Czcu’s hastily raised defense.

While draining Czcu’s stamina with a sweep, he followed it up with a stab.

The Knight’s Ordinary Attacks were not particularly flashy or hard to dodge.

But the trickiest part was that each of his attacks carried a whirlwind of white energy!

Even if Czcu dodged his attacks, he would still be hit by the range of the storm.

With each assault, his health rapidly decreased!

The Knight was relentless in his attacks, but the player had limited room to dodge due to the narrow space.

In the end, with Czcu making a commotion with desperate shouts and cries,

He was cornered by the Knight and, in a fury of slashes, lost his last sliver of health.

GAME OVER!

As the death screen popped up,

Czcu hit the desk in a fit of anger, shouting,

"Holy shit!!!"

"What kind of hellish design is this!!"

"Who locks someone in a room and fights them!!"

But the unexpected entertainment value had the comments rolling in quickly.

"hahahahahaha!"

"Designer Ke: Heard you’ve figured out all my tricks?"

"Host, can you repeat what you just said? That Designer Ke needs improvement /smirk"

"And someone asked for this!"

"Asked for this? You just mentioned it, right? Don’t even think about using the cotton we picked! /angry"

After calming down for a bit, Czcu once again embarked on the journey.

Yes, he still had to start over from scratch.

From the Blessing Spot at the edge of Stonewell’s cliff.

He would have to run up the wooden walkway again.

Then carefully shoot the soldiers standing in the tower, and knock down the barrels.