Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 107 - 81: Please Accept My Love Letter

Bronze candelabras spewed eerie blue flames, painting twisted, dragon-shaped Shadows across the vaulted ceiling.

At the bottom of the white jade steps, the gilded great doors automatically cracked open. A damp, rusty smell mixed with Dragon Saliva Fragrance washed over them.

As the doors swung fully open, the entire treasure vault seemed like an awakened beast. Countless gold and silver artifacts shimmered with a liquid light in the warm glow of the Magic Wall Lamps.

The vaulted ceiling was inlaid with twelve giant Luminous Pearls, which polished the Obsidian floor to a mirror finish. The floor reflected mounds of Jade Crowns, scepters inlaid with Star Sand, and Crystal Bottles wrapped in Secret Silver Chains.

[You have entered the "King’s Treasure Vault" Dungeon!]

[Current Entrants: 4/5]

Seeing this, Qin Feng’s expression faltered, and he subconsciously came to a halt.

’There’s me, Diablo, and at most, the invisible Ashes. That’s only three challengers. So where did the extra one come from?’

With that thought, he turned around in confusion and found Fenrir following silently behind him.

Her snow-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, the soft fur on the tips of her ears trembling lightly in the cold wind. From ten paces away, her sapphire-like eyes gazed at him quietly. She stood on her toes without making a sound, like a snow spirit given form beneath the moon.

Qin Feng frowned.

"Weren’t you going to round up the remaining Kobold stragglers?"

"What are you doing following me here?"

Fenrir’s ears twitched, her voice holding a hint of barely perceptible reproach.

"You’re asking me?"

"Aren’t you afraid of running into danger, coming into a strange place like this without a word?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng gazed into Fenrir’s breathtakingly beautiful blue eyes. He thought she had misunderstood his true strength, so he began to explain.

"Don’t misunderstand."

"My Archery Skills may be impressive,"

"but I’m not a Specialized Archer who knows nothing about close combat."

"Besides,"

"I have Diablo right here with me."

"You don’t need to worry about me..."

He paused, then suddenly realized something. This Ancient Ruins Dungeon was different from the Lost Secret Realm—he didn’t have to worry about a "teammate’s" actions lowering his completion rating, nor did he have to worry about getting fewer Divine Chosen Spoils for killing fewer monsters.

Therefore, having Fenrir—a Mythical Level hero at the Zero-star (Gold) level—help him clear this Ancient Ruins Dungeon would have no downsides. In fact, it would even increase his chances of clearing the Dungeon in a single run.

At this thought, the words Qin Feng was about to use to send her back took a turn on the tip of his tongue. He abruptly changed his tune.

"However,"

"if you’re willing to help me defeat the guardian monsters in this Ancient Ruins Dungeon,"

"I would be honored."

"But let’s be clear upfront."

"Of all the spoils we get from this treasure vault,"

"I can only give you one-fourth."

Hearing this, Fenrir stepped forward, her pace light.

"There’s no need."

"I’m just curious."

"This strange place... is it called a Dungeon?"

"Since you’re the one who opened it, all the treasures inside naturally belong to you. I won’t touch a single thing."

"Besides,"

"you just saved all of our Wolfmen’s lives."

"As our savior,"

"the White Wolf Empire won’t compete with you for anything in this Underground Ancient City. We will even tell you the secret art of the ’Wolf Riding Skill.’"

’Oh?’

’Is she yielding?’

’This prideful White Wolf Queen really cares about her dignity, huh?’

With that thought, Qin Feng nodded lightly. He then made an inviting gesture toward the treasure vault deeper inside the Dungeon.

"Alright."

"Then welcome to my adventuring party... Miss Fenrir."

Diablo, who was standing to the side, leaned close to Qin Feng’s ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Lord."

"Should I apply Plague Power to her weapon?"

"My Plague Poison can last for about a month outside the body, and it completely obeys my will. As long as I don’t mentally consider our own forces enemies, her weapon won’t pose any threat to our people, even after I’ve imbued it with Plague Power."

Qin Feng tilted his head and replied.

"Mm."

"I know."

"Go ahead and do it."

"This Dungeon is very difficult to clear. Without her help, we might have to challenge it several times to defeat all the enemies inside."

"That would be too much of a waste of time."

Diablo replied in a low voice.

"Understood."

"Lord."

After speaking, Diablo stepped forward. A dark green Cursed seal formed on his fingertip as he briefly explained his ability to Fenrir.

Then, after receiving her permission, the Plague Power rising from his palm shot out like a nimble snake, precisely coating the tip of her iron spear with deep green Plague Poison.

Fenrir stared at the deep green mist rising from the spear tip, her wolf ears twitching uneasily. She couldn’t help but ask for confirmation again.

"This toxic mist... are you sure it won’t affect us?"

Pride welled up in Diablo’s eyes.

"Of course!"

"This is the bloodline power our Poison Arrow tribe has passed down for a thousand years!"

"It is a blessing from our great Ratman ancestors!"

"The Plague Power!"

Fenrir suddenly put it together. She looked at Qin Feng and asked curiously,

"Does that mean...?"

"You were able to defeat that Kobold Hero who had fallen into the evil Abyss because of this mysterious green poison?"

Qin Feng did not deny it. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Yes."

"You’ve probably figured it out."

"This special Plague Poison can be continuously stacked inside an enemy’s body."