Inside the 'Darkhold' ruins, near the last boss, a group of players were tiredly lying on the ground like dead dogs.
This was the fifth time they had continuously run the dungeon. Everyone was aching all over the body. This speed was simply too much for them.
The only plus point was the experience points.
The system was dinging constantly with experience points notifications. A couple of them had even leveled up twice in just these few hours.
However, at this moment, no one cared about that. They just wanted to rest a little.
In the midst of this lifeless group, one guy alone was contently looking at the awesome haul in his lap. There were a total of 10 cracked demonic cores.
Not all runs gave the same amount of core shards, so after five complete dungeon rounds, he only had ten cores in total instead of fifteen.
