Chapter 291 One Versus 40?
"Jiller!" The blue-robed kid suddenly exclaimed in a rush. The boy he called out to was at the front of the crowd.
"Yeah? What do you want, Yeth?"
The blue-robed kid, or the boy addressed as 'Yeth,' retorted back quickly, "How strong are they? Are they as strong as those tattooed guards?"
Jiller quickly looked forward and surveyed the incoming wave of lizardmen.
"No! I don't see any tattooed ones right now, but they aren't weak, I'll tell you that!"
"I see..."
"Yeth!"
"What!"
"I think you were wrong about the most powerful guards being placed on the outside... it looks like the farther we go in, the stronger they get!"
"Yes... it seems I was wrong after all."
Kaith stepped forward, "Everyone spread out and attack the lizardmen! I'm sure you have gotten used to fighting them by now!"
"Okay!"
"Will do, Lord Kaith!"
"Also! Loot the beasts as soon as you kill them! You want what's yours... right!?" He roared, glancing at Lyrian.
In return, he received a loud cheer of yes's back.
In total, Lyrian saw that 12 lizardmen had escaped through the four passageways that opened up in the walls.
They all came to the middle in front of the stone Draconian golem, grouping together.
Everyone neared them but found it awkward to go in.
"What the hell!?"
"They all are teaming up! How are we supposed to do anything!?"
Hearing these frustrations, some of the axeman lizardmen seemed to laugh in amusement.
Lyrian dashed to the side, opting not to go toward the group of lizardmen for some reason.
Drake, Kaith, and Yeth noticed this, and only Drake was the one who smirked. The other two were bewildered out of their minds.
"That bastard finally doesn't go for them now when we need him the most!?" Kaith yelled as the group of lizardmen began pushing him back along with the other students.
Drake went to the side and sat down, observing from afar.
"We could really use his help as well... damn it!" Yeth muttered under his breath, glancing at Drake.
Lyrian looked at the large fight in the middle as he ran to the side of the room.
'Good, it looks like they won't be able to take any of them out.' He turned his head to look forward again.
His destination ahead of him was... the passageways where the lizardmen poured out of.
'They came from in here. Most likely, there are far more. That is my guess as to how this dungeon is formatted. Waves of stronger and stronger creatures come, as we defeat them. That's how the rooms have been going...'
He arrived outside of the passageway, which looked short inside but dark.
'I have no clue how the wave system works, but all I know is that if I'm right, there will be a way to get more valuable beast material inside of here rather than anywhere else!'
He ran inside, casting one last look at the battle raging on in the center. Still, kids looked to fail to even get close to the large chunk of monsters.
They hissed and lunged, slowly dispersing the group of students.
At the front stood the swordsman and axemen, who swung and slashed to their heart's content.
Right behind them was the phalanx of spearmen, who used their long spears in between the bodies of the forward axemen and swordsmen to attack without being in danger.
Finally, at the back were the archers, who found safety behind their lizardmen companions and shot away at the students.
All of this accounted for an unbreakable juggernaut of a system, one that all the students struggled against, and one that Drake found comedic to see.
Lyrian ran through the short passageway and followed it as it took a left turn.
After a short while of running, Lyrian came across a large room that had four passageways leading to it.
'The four passageways the lizardmen come out of...' He mused as he saw what was inside...
"HUH!?" He suddenly exclaimed in shock with a bewildered expression.
Inside, he saw 40 lizardmen sitting down in a neat and organized fashion.
They had their hands on their laps as they patiently waited for their turn.
They all looked to be staring at one thing, and that was the wall that Lyrian appeared from.
On that wall was a small clock made of stone that still turned. It had the number of waves on it.
Lyrian quickly studied it and realized that it told the lizardmen when to go in.
"What the--!? This is how waves work!?" He exclaimed, as the lizardmen quickly stood up, picking up their weapons.
They looked almost equally as shocked to see a student enter the backrooms of the dungeon, which had never happened before.
Some looked at each other in confusion.
"I don't know what I expected... but to see these monsters sit down waiting for their turn as if it was a daytime job..." Lyrian was perplexed, to say the least.
"Well, it doesn't matter that much. What matters is that I was right in assuming there would be many here."
He raised his chin to look in the back of the crowd of saurians.
There, he saw 10 tattooed lizardmen, ready to fight. They weren't just spearmen, but axemen and also swordsmen.
Before doing anything else, he used Scan to figure out their power levels.
The beasts were all slightly more powerful after each line.
They were all more powerful than the ones the students fought in the room right now, and all also more powerful than the ones before that.
In no world would Lyrian actually be able to take down all of them on his own, even though he may have been stronger.
If it was a one-versus-one situation, like in the Magma Dweller tower, then his chances at victory were actually quite high.
But here, in a place where space was extremely limited, his chances were quite the opposite.
Except... he didn't have to fight them alone here...
"Garmr, Zuuc, Tao. Come out and feast."
A grin dawned on Lyrian's face.
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