General's Tomb, Dungeon Realm.
The towering Skeleton General fell to the ground, its body crumbling apart. It dropped an Iron Bow and a small, gold-covered book.
A voice echoed from the sky, "Congratulations on clearing the dungeon. The transfer portal is now open. Please exit the Dungeon Realm as soon as possible."
Hearing the voice, Lu Junsheng plopped onto the ground. He pressed a hand to his left shoulder, where an arrow hole was gushing blood. The pain made him grimace.
"Damn it, that was one hell of a fight. But at least we won in the end!"
Lu Junsheng muttered to himself. He looked at the men before him; they were all slumped over, showing no joy in their victory.
This battle had been absolutely brutal. Although they had taken down the Skeleton General and its 100 Skeleton Infantry, of the 80 men who had entered, only 56 were still standing. More than twenty of them were wounded, and a full 24 men had died!
Only one person was jubilant: Pang Damao!
