Chapitre 345: Orc King!

On Floor 24, two eerily scary gigantic black panthers were warily guarding a stick. Yep, a goddamn stick!

Josh couldn't help but find the scene strange. They glared at Nightmare heatedly and at him hatefully. Were they mad because he had brought the horse they were hoping to devour away? 

When he had been thrown to safety, he had re-summoned Nightmare at his sides. This had left the bloodthirsty predators without a meal. Now, he would just have to somehow get his stick back. 

On the side, the shaman's ghost was wailing pitifully: 

"H-how could this happen? Why couldn't they see his real appearance? How could he morph so fast? This doesn't make any sense!" His voice was becoming weaker and weaker. 

Josh turned toward him before bowing politely. 

"Thank you so much for your assistance. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to get rid of so many orcs in one fell swoop." He looked so genuine too.