After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 873: I’ll Handle This Stitched Abomination

However, Chris also knew that Robb could resist charm and even make succubi “fall in love” with him. The current situation was still unclear, and it was impossible to determine whether it was strength or weakness. Well, in the absence of clarity, one shouldn’t assume his strength to be too great.

Chris approached Robb, whispering, “How about teaming up with me? I have more experience with adventures, and I’m better at handling sudden problems. If you’re in my team, there shouldn’t be any major mishaps.”

“Uh, but…” Robb hesitated, “I want to look after my two female teammates in my party, worried they might face danger.”

Chris smirked, “Are they looking after you, or are you looking after them?”

After careful consideration, Robb responded, “Um, it’s probably mutual care.”

Chris thought to himself, [Is that just to save face? In your team, the strongest one should be the female assassin. You probably feel safer being with her.]

Nevertheless, Chris decided not to nitpick about such minor matters. For new adventurers, it’s quite normal to want to team up with the strongest member. He thought for a moment and proposed, “How about this? We have a total of ten people, three of whom are ladies. Among these three, two are magic users, making them susceptible to ambushes. Let’s have a larger group for the ladies. You and the three female adventurers will form a team: an assassin, a priest, and two magicians, making a total of four. The remaining six men will pair up into three teams.”

This arrangement seemed reasonable given the premise that “Robb is a new adventurer.” Having more members in the female team would make it safer.

Surprisingly, Robb couldn’t find any reason to object, and truth be told, he didn’t want to oppose it either. Teaming up with girls sounded more fun.

So, everyone organized into groups and began to sleep and rest.

First, Chris and Jike stood guard for two hours while the others slept.

Next were Gorda and the hunter, followed by the priest and the assassin.

Finally, it was Robb, Suofa, Xuelu, and the Fire Magician’s turn.

The four sat at the cave entrance, gazing at the world of rifts glowing with crimson light outside.

Suddenly, the Fire Magician remembered something and looked around at Robb from all directions, “Huh? What about the succubus? Did it escape?”

“No! I sent her back into the void,” Robb replied.

“The void?” The Fire Magician looked puzzled.

Robb chuckled, “The demon who made a contract with me, listening to my orders, can enter a void. I can summon her when needed. You could understand it as her becoming a summoning creature rather than a demon truly existing in this world.”

In other words, the true form of that succubus has already been taken care of by Robb. What currently exists is merely a summoned creature in the void. It now follows the rules of the game, though he couldn’t quite explain this.

The Fire Magician felt like she didn’t quite grasp it, but wizards, unlike those brawny warriors, always had a penchant for seeking the unknown. The less she understood, the more she wanted to comprehend. She inquired further, “How exactly did you manage to do that?”

Robb thought to himself, [Should I explain the concept of a warlock here?]

As he pondered this, Suofa’s brows lightly furrowed. “Quiet, stay alert!”

Everyone fell instantly silent. The Fire Magician, who had been eagerly questioning Robb just a moment ago, hushed her inquiries. Alert expressions crossed their faces. A true veteran adventurer, Suofa leaned in, straining her ears. Though she couldn’t hear anything, she trusted the Assassin’s judgment. After all, assassins and hunters were skilled at detecting enemies from afar.

Robb also leaned in, listening intently. Soon, he heard the faint sound that Suofa wanted everyone to hear. It was a distant and feeble sound. One would easily miss it if not attentive enough. Yet, Suofa managed to hear it even amidst nearby chatter – truly impressive.

After listening for a while, Robb discerned the sound of a massive creature panting and drooling. Just the sound was nauseating, but with little real-world adventure experience, he couldn’t identify the type of creature.

Suofa couldn’t identify it either. She was a military-trained assassin.

Xuelu was in the same boat – a rookie adventurer.

Only the Fire Magician recognized it. She whispered, “It’s the sound of a Stitched Abomination. These vile creatures always slobber while emitting that heavy panting. They roam around, and when they spot humans, they hack them to pieces, sewing their remains onto their own bodies.”

Upon hearing the name, Robb realized what it was. A Stitched Abomination, also known as an Abhorrence, was indeed a repulsive entity, not to be trifled with. “Dark Blade” had these creatures too. They exuded a putrid stench (toxic fog) and caused continuous health loss to players in proximity.

The Fire Magician murmured, “Hopefully, it won’t come our way.”

Suofa and Xuelu remained relatively calm, not saying a word. With Robb around, they feared nothing.

Robb couldn’t help but ask, “And if it does come our way?”

The Fire Magician replied in hushed tones, “It would detect us, and we’d have to engage in a fierce battle. This isn’t an easy foe to deal with. The combat would be loud and draw more monsters near, particularly in this vicinity close to the Demon King’s city. It would be quite perilous. So, it’s best to avoid a fight if we can.”

Robb said, “Oh, I see. So, if Suofa sneaks up behind it and stabs it with a dagger, wouldn’t it be taken care of silently?”

“Stab a Stitched Abomination to death with just one hit? You’re being overly optimistic,” the Fire Magician shook her head. “With our strength, it’s not feasible. Once a fight starts, it will inevitably escalate into a large-scale battle.”

“Oh, alright!” Robb had no choice but to feign agreement, saying, “Let’s hope it doesn’t come over and just stays away.”

However, events in this world tend to develop in the most inconvenient directions. The things you wish to avoid often end up happening.

The disgusting sound of the Stitched Abomination’s drooling and panting grew closer. Clearly, it was approaching in the direction where everyone was.

The Fire Magician couldn’t help but feel nervous…

Robb, on the other hand, muttered in a sarcastic tone, “Don’t come here, please!”

Neither nervousness nor sarcasm proved effective. The sound quickly approached to a distance of less than fifty yards from the group. At this point, the likelihood of being noticed was quite high, as the Stitched Abomination could easily detect the scent of humans.

The Fire Magician whispered, “No choice now, we have to wake everyone up and prepare for battle.”

She was about to turn and call Chris when Robb suddenly grabbed her arm and whispered, “They’ve had a tiring day. Let them rest properly. I’ll handle this Stitched Abomination.”