That guy Rafro... was actually at 5-star peak?
Caelan narrowed his eyes and took another careful look at Rafro.
Looks like Violet Legion wasnât entirely made up of trash.
Still, what they were doing was beyond disgustingâusing other adventurers as cannon fodder was even more hateful than the monsters themselves.
Since I ran into you, all I can say is... your luckâs pretty bad.
Just then, Griffin walked over with a few members.
He swept his gaze across Caelan and said coldly,
"Alright, quit staring and line up. Your chance is here."
"See that man? Heâs the vice commander of Violet Legion. If your performance catches his eye, youâll be allowed to join Violet Legion!"
In the camp, aside from Caelanâs calm expression, every other adventurer looked deathly pale.
Walking out there to face that many monstersâhow was that any different from suicide?
But if they resisted, the Violet Legion guys surrounding them were all 4-star or higher. They couldnât win at all.
So they could only drag their feet and form a line.
"Todayâs luck is absolute dogshit. We actually got caught by these bastards!"
"Wâwaaah... I donât want to die! My momâs waiting for me to go home for dinner!"
"If I make it out alive, Iâm reporting Violet Legion to the Round Table Council. Theyâre clearly violating the human activity code!"
"Bro, stop thinking about that. Weâre not making it back alive."
...
If youâre cannon fodder, youâd better understand what that means.
They complained, sureâbut deep down, theyâd already accepted their fate.
Caelan didnât say anything. He simply followed the line and walked out of the camp with them.
The female assassinâs face was pale as paper, but she still chose to stay close to Caelan.
At the same timeâ
The monsters roaming the outer area clearly caught the scent of humans.
Any "mob" that could survive on floor 55 was already elite-grade in strength.
In that instant, countless monsters let out excited roars.
The "fodder" adventurersâ legs were shaking so hard they nearly buckled. Instinctively, they tried to retreatâ
Only to see Violet Legion members behind them had already drawn their weapons.
Holy shit. These people werenât even pretending to be human anymore.
Then Griffinâs icy voice rang out behind the cannon fodder.
"Listen carefully. This is your opportunityâdonât waste it."
"Charge now. Show some courage. Stop acting like cowards every damn dayâlike a bunch of worthless trash!"
"As long as you kill the monsters, all the loot is yours. Violet Legion has shown the utmost sincerity."
"But if anyone dares take one step backâdonât blame us for being ruthless!"
At this point, whether the cannon fodder wanted it or not, their fate was already sealed.
And thenâ
A figure suddenly dashed out on his own initiative!
Sword in hand, he wove through the monster swarm with effortless agility, casual as if he were taking a stroll.
Yet every time the blade swung, a monsterâs head was cleanly severed with pinpoint precision.
Pff! Pff! Pff!
A spray of blood splattered across the groundâ
But not a single stain remained.
The earth here was strange, as if it had an instinctive hunger for blood.
So much blood erupted, yet within a few breaths, it all vanished without a trace!
Caelan even swapped weapons, pulling out [Boneforge Bloodsword] to test the feel.
At the same time, the [Sacred Armor] on his body steadily continued to take effect.
[Elite kill: Max HP +10]
[Elite kill: Max HP +10]
...
In just a few breaths, Caelanâs maximum HP had already increased by several hundred.
The speed wasnât exactly fastâbut the important part was that it could stack infinitely!
Watching his HP bar grow thicker little by little, Caelan only got more excited as he farmed.
In the distance, Griffinâs eyes widened in shock when he saw it.
"We hit the jackpotâthereâs a monster like this among the fodder?"
"If he keeps it up, donât we basically get a free win? All this gear and material... weâre gonna make a killing!"
One of his lackeys, startled, blurted out,
"Captain Griffin... isnât that wrong? Didnât you just say all the loot goes to these cannon fodder?"
Griffin glanced sideways at him and said coldly,
"I did. But what if they all die?"
In that moment, even Violet Legion members felt a chill crawl up their backs.
But right afterâ
Fervor lit up their faces.
Getting rich without lifting a fingerâwhen youâre the one benefiting, it felt amazing.
"Captain Griffin is wise! Violet Legionâs treatment really is unmatched!"
"Let them work hard. I just happen to be missing an epic-grade pair of boots!"
"I need epic-grade gloves. Hope they put in some real effort!"
...
On the other side, the cannon fodder adventurers stared at Caelanâs strength in stunned disbelief.
But a moment later, that shock turned into despair.
They understood Violet Legionâs little scheme perfectly.
It sounded niceâbetter than singingâbut even if they survived the monsters by sheer luck, there was no guarantee theyâd make it back alive.
After all, those spoils were shiny, glittering gold coins.
And who would ever pick a fight with gold coins?
"Bro, save your energy. Youâre not keeping any of what youâre farming."
"And also..."
"Wait, broâyour moves are insane! Youâre farming mobs and picking up the materials they drop. Youâre really not leaving Violet Legion a damn thing!"
On Griffinâs side, their perfect mood shattered in an instant.
Storage space was something everyone had by default after awakening a class.
As long as someone didnât open it voluntarily, even the strongest awakener couldnât force it open.
It seemed to be one of the game worldâs fundamental rules.
"Heyâwait! Youâre farming, fine, but what the hell are you doing collecting loot?!"
"Damn it! I already called dibs on those epic-grade boots! Spit them out!"
But Caelan ignored them all.
He kept clearing the monsters around him while heading straight for the entrance to the next floor.
In the blink of an eye, Caelan got farther and farther away.
Griffinâs group tried to follow, but for some reason, they were always a step behindâevery single time.
Then Caelan reached the passage to the next floor.
He stood before it, looked back at Griffin with open contempt, and the corners of his lips curled upward.
"Trying to freeload off my labor? Keep dreaming."
"From now on, you donât even get to farm monsters."