"Boom--"

A large iron ball engulfed in fierce flames suddenly descended from the sky, instantly blocking the sunlight streaming through the doorway.

If it got hit, it probably would have shattered here and there, but the big guy had no warning as it charged straight towards Luluwo!

"I knew it!"

Luluwo let out a bizarre cry and was knocked down in the blink of an eye, watching as the big iron ball rolled away below.

"Is the captain still coming back for dinner?" Tami blinked, hanging narrowly on the edge of a narrow road, having barely escaped disaster.

"Something like this won't kill our captain who has stronger life force than a cockroach." Berto gave a reassuring look.

"It's a little loose on my side, hard to exert strength. Why don't you go up first, and I'll follow from your side." Tami felt the edge he was clutching become a bit unsteady, not daring to move recklessly.

Berto nodded, exerted his strength to flip up from the cliff edge, and Tami immediately reached for the place he was previously clinging to.

"Where did this iron ball come from? This place doesn't even look like it has traps."

Berto was taking a few steps upward when suddenly another iron ball charged thunderously towards him, even more forceful than the previous one!

"The same trick won't work on adventurers a second time!"

He was about to play the same trick and cling to the edge again to dodge, but ended up kicking Tami who was climbing up, causing both to almost lose their grip and fall.

Then came Luluwo's distinctive bizarre cry, and when the last of the group climbed back up, the road was empty.

About ten seconds later, Luluwo's exclamation echoed again from below.

"...."

A conflicted expression of wanting to retort but maintaining politeness floated on Tami's face.

Weren't we the adventurers who successfully cleared so many trap bridges, with exceptional talent picked from thousands, end up getting knocked down by iron balls here...?

Sometimes he really wondered if he joined a strategy group after all.

Tami didn't want to become a comedic character, and as soon as he climbed back up, he darted towards the doorway.

Just as he passed through the doorway, a second, faster, and more powerful iron ball brushed past him again, shooting downwards with such force that it whipped winds across his face, making him break out in a cold sweat.

The dim yet soft sunlight pierced into his eyes, making his eyes, long accustomed to the gloom of Sain Ancient City, feel slightly uncomfortable. But in that brief visual limitation, Tami released Fighting Qi Perception, immediately locking onto the menacing creature not far from him.

It was a giant slave, almost identical to the ones at the Deep Church, except perhaps several times smaller, seemingly only three to four meters tall.

Three to four meters is already huge for ordinary people, but for adventurers who often battle various oversized monsters, it's almost routine.

Fighting Qi not only conveyed information about the monster but also a rough sense of the surrounding environment. Within a few seconds, Tami's vision returned to normal.

The place where he was standing was at the top of the Sain Ancient City.

If someone looked up from outside the ancient city, they might even be able to see him, though they'd likely spot the giant slave standing in front of him first.

There was a haphazard pile of barrels around the monster, seemingly containing flammable liquids. There were also clusters of iron balls of varying sizes piled nearby.

Well, the culprit that knocked Luluwo and the others down had been found.

Tami let out a "shing" as he drew his longsword, aiming it at the giant slave, and charged forward with a furious roar.

This roar contained a myriad of emotions, but most apparent were the words "revenge" and "retribution"!

This might be the first monster on the trap bridge he could actually cut down with a sword, and he intended to vent all the grievances he suffered in the Sain Ancient City!

Sain Ancient City was filled with snake-men who hid in various dark corners to secretly harm or overtly attack, but these creatures rarely positioned themselves on the bridge, meaning any attack had to be ranged.

And the snake-men weren't fools; as soon as they saw you pull out a magic wand or any other item for ranged attacks, they'd slip away, unwilling to engage in a shootout with you.

Throughout their journey, all they encountered were monsters either in a frontal assault or fleeing like a battle lizard, never engaging in a full-on fight.

It was enough to drive anyone crazy!

Tami's gaze was fixed on the giant slave, analyzing a lot of information about it in his mind.

The iron balls being dropped were large, heavy, and forceful, indicating the giant slave's strength might be more formidable than it appeared. However, based on experience fighting giant slaves in the Deep Church, this kind of monster was genuinely slow, not playing any tricks with mismatched speed and appearance.