Superpower Mechanic: I Have Unlimited Ammo!-Chapter 227: Can Instances Also Have Problems?!

At this moment, inside the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon.

"Run! Those Octopus Monsters are coming!"

"Ah! Help! Don’t leave me!" ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Damn! Where the hell did these octopuses come from? How come I’ve never heard of there being so many octopuses in the Slaughter Dungeon before!"

"Damn it! Who knows what’s going on! Is it a collective revolt by the octopuses?"

...

Throughout the entire map of the Slaughter Dungeon, all the professionals were desperately running for their lives.

Behind them, swarms of octopuses, as if genetically mutated, were actually chasing these professionals on land!

On the edge of the massive island, more octopuses crazily crowded onto the shore, surging towards the center of the island like an army of ants.

The terrifying numbers must be at least in the hundreds of thousands!

In the sky, a few professionals with flying abilities floated in mid-air, looking at the land below, entirely occupied by the octopuses, their eyes revealing a look of horror.

A few minutes ago, just as everyone was moving steadily towards the safe zone while dealing with enemies in their spare time, these creatures suddenly emerged from all directions.

What was even more chilling was that upon their appearance, they began indiscriminately attacking all the professionals participating in the Slaughter Dungeon!

To speak of it, the level of these octopuses was actually not high, just monsters around Level 60.

But the problem was their overwhelming numbers!

Over six thousand professionals, scattered in various locations, suddenly faced thousands of Octopus Monsters, and they were fearless of death.

The final outcome was naturally as the onlookers outside saw it — swift death!

Moreover, the death toll kept rising!

This anomaly instantly drew the attention of everyone around the world.

In the Beimao Federation, Bwanga looked at his country’s professionals participating in the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon dying swiftly, with a look of suspicion on his face.

Beside him, Bsenga anxiously said, "Father, what’s going on with this Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon? Could it be that the East Dragon Empire is secretly intervening again?"

Bwanga, after a brief thought, decisively shook his head: "Doesn’t seem like it! Look, even people from the East Dragon Empire are dying continuously. If it were their doing, they wouldn’t kill their own people, right?"

"Then what exactly is happening? In just this short period, more than a dozen of our country’s people have died!"

"Father, the map of the Slaughter Dungeon spans over a hundred kilometers!"

"Besides Haotian, is there anyone else who can attack enemies over a hundred kilometers away simultaneously?" Bsenga asked urgently.

Hearing his son’s question, a glimmer of doubt flashed in Bwanga’s eyes.

Indeed, such large-scale attack methods, aside from Li Haotian, he hadn’t seen anyone possess them.

But the problem was, Li Haotian had already participated in the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon, so it couldn’t be him!

After pondering for a long time without any conclusion, but seeing the number of his country’s professionals on the screen continuing to decrease, Bwanga couldn’t sit still and immediately dialed a phone number.

East Dragon Empire, Qinghua Academy.

In Marshal Li’s courtyard, due to Li Haotian, he was also paying attention to this Slaughter Dungeon.

The unusual events in the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon similarly caught his attention.

After glancing at the casualty situation of the East Dragon professionals, Marshal Li slightly furrowed his brow and muttered, "What exactly happened in the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon?"

"Beep beep beep——"

At this moment, the phone rang.

Marshal Li glanced at the encrypted call and answered it, with Bwanga’s voice coming through: "Hello, Marshal Li, I want to ask you something. Is the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon your East Dragon’s doing..."

Bwanga cautiously probed.

Because of Li Haotian’s presence, the East Dragon Empire had now completely taken off.

Although the Beimao Federation had always had a good relationship with the East Dragon Empire, Bwanga naturally wouldn’t forget the respect and reverence that was due.

Marshal Li looked at the rapidly declining survival numbers on the screen and said in a deep voice, "I saw it, but it’s not because of us East Dragon."

"In the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon, something’s gone wrong, I fear."

Bwanga was taken aback.

Something’s gone wrong?

To his knowledge, since the emergence of the various Dungeons, there had never been any so-called "anomaly"!

He instinctively asked, "Could it be that another country suddenly produced a super strong individual like Li Haotian?"

Marshal Li shook his head slightly: "No, I just looked carefully, and professionals from major countries globally are dying at an unusual speed without exceptions."

"It means this anomaly likely targets all professionals."

"So I suspect it’s the Slaughter Dungeon itself that has had a mishap, not the professionals participating!"

Upon hearing this, Bwanga found it somewhat incredible: "The Slaughter Dungeon itself? That’s, that’s impossible!"

Mr. Li fell silent, knowing his guess seemed outlandish.

But besides this reason, he really couldn’t think of any other possibilities.

Of course, he didn’t blame Bwanga for his skepticism.

Since professionals began appearing over a thousand years ago, various Dungeons started emerging one after another.

But all these years, none of the appearing Dungeons have ever had any mishaps.

Even the content of the Dungeons has not changed for millennia.

Many scholars throughout history have attempted to research the emergence of Dungeons and professionals but have never produced any valuable conclusions.

These Dungeons seem like products of some world rule, resembling games yet possessing a realism that games can never achieve.

But regardless of what they are, one thing can be confirmed: in the past thousand years, none of these Dungeons have ever had any mishaps!

They are like machines that work incessantly and stably without ever breaking down.

So, Marshal Li’s recent words completely shattered Bwanga’s understanding of the past.

Dungeons that have existed for over a thousand years could also have problems?!

After hanging up Bwanga’s call, Marshal Li thought quietly for a while, then stood up and walked outside.

Qinghua Academy, Principal’s office.

Wang Qingfeng looked at the screen, where the number of survivors in the Level 60 Slaughter Dungeon quickly fell below five thousand, even many participants from the East Dragon Empire had died, his expression both grave and puzzled.

At this moment, with a spatial fluctuation, two figures appeared one after another in Wang Qingfeng’s office.

Ling Xuehan looked at Marshal Li, who suddenly appeared opposite, slightly started, and then immediately bowed in salute.

"Teacher, why are you here too?"