Bab 56: The Three Legions of the Dungeon

Looking at the unresponsive iron lock in front of her, the Bowel Hunter finally collapsed helplessly on the ground.

"What is this!"

She looked at the magic lock in her hand in despair.

No matter what skill she used to pick the lock, she was unable to unlock it.

All of her arcane silver lockpick had also been used up.

The lock on her hand was still the same as before.

However, in reality, with their abilities as intermediate assassins, they were completely unable to break this lock.

The few arcane silver lockpicks that she had brought with her were high-grade magic materials.

However, in front of that seemingly ordinary iron lock, they were completely useless and were absorbed in an instant.

To be able to absorb so much arcane silver in an instant, it had to be at least a high-grade magic material.