My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

"If only people could express themselves…" Alex mumbled out.

It was not Dancing Shadow's fault... But also not the people she had been following in their dungeon conquest. In fact, if they all worked together, Dancing Shadow might have received even a better class.

After all, she had been chosen by the item. There was always a chance that this item had been plotting something on the last floor and that there was a better reward… But there was also a chance that this item was the best reward on the last floor.

No one knew.

However, it was clear that Dancing Shadow was hurt by the events on the last floor.

And as she heard Alex's words, Dancing Shadow looked down with bitten lips. She was getting sadder with each second, and her expression paled.

It was hard for her to accept those words. They came from the person she wasn't close with, so weird thoughts popped into her mind.

Alex immediately apologized as everyone's stares daggered him, "I'm sorry. There's a guy who has hurt too many people by hiding his authentic self from them. I'm affected by his choice, and I am genuinely furious at him. I also feel terrible for the people he has hurt, so I just couldn't stop myself.

I feel like you are a good lady, and I believe you will overcome your mistake with Tom around you. He might be that cure," he smiled, changing the party's mood.

They were on the fifth floor now.

They couldn't focus too much on their talk as the orcs here were heavily equipped. They wore steel armors as if stolen from some human kingdom. Their weapons were also better, giving some hope for Alex's party as they wanted to use someone's else equipment to save theirs for the last battle.

BOOM!

The floor shook as the army of armored orcs took a step forward simultaneously. Their numbers were absurd as if they had just come out specifically for Alex and his party.

Looking around, Alex and others couldn't find any player or resident. They were in the same area, the grassland with no trees or obstacles.

The whole battlefield was as if prepared for a clash between players and orcs. It was as if only the real skills and wealth could survive here.

Everyone tensed.

Alex drew out his swords, "What's the plan, Tomo?"

Tomo Homie clicked his tongue, "We gotta use Dancing Shadow's traps wisely… We can't trap them all, so we should use them in defense. Fight them head-on, then lure your enemies to the traps only if need be! We will use traps to buy time for our potions and lessen the burden.

We also can't work separately anymore. Don't even think of going solo, Alex and Zhen… Pedro will reduce their equipment stats through fire skills, and everyone should aim for orcs with equipment on fire.

And then-" Tomo Homie got stopped by his new friend.

Dancing Shadow said, "A boss is waiting for us on the backline… I can see him on my minimap."

"Boss?" Tomo Homie and everyone else spoke with evident excitement.

If they killed the boss, they would be able to go higher without wasting time on the metal orcs. They would save so much time too!

Everyone looked at Tomo Homie.

He sneered, "We know the boss's location… That's all we needed."ᴘ.ᴀɴᴅ.ᴀ n.ᴏ.ᴠ.ᴇʟ

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The army of metal orcs was slow. That was their main weakness, which was clearly noticeable from the start. They also moved in tandem to hide that weakness. But their organized movement had given so much time to talk for Team Homies that they saw through them, reassuring themselves.

Alex also had a secret weapon that could utterly stop them all.

[Alex's wolf can stun them all, right? But we need him to get to the middle, so his pet will be actually able to stop them all. That's why we split into two teams first to create a path for our homie.]

One team was on the left while the another was on the right.

They all attacked as if their class was a tank, not thinking about the consequences of taking the brunt of the metal orcs' attacks.

The orcs followed their instincts, blindly splitting to chase their enemies. The orderly and vast army exposed the path toward their center like fools!

No one could blame them, though. Their intelligence was that low.

And as that path became revealed, Alex darted to the side. He rushed toward the middle with no orc being able to chase after him.

In that middle, Alex summoned Ubo.

His wolf created too much ruckus as his howl reverberated throughout the battlefield. All metal orcs stopped moving, their bodies so vulnerable that they looked like experience bags waiting for players to pick them up.

[There are two scenarios after that. We will fight the boss or the metal orcs. But to chase after us, they will have to take off their armor. If they do, we turn. If they don't, we go for the boss and don't worry about them.

With all of us working together, we will be able to kill the boss before they come.]

But something that no one had predicted happened.

The boss had a mount.

The silver wolf was around three meters in size… He looked ferocious and mighty at the start, similar to Wolfen Demon, but just with a much less intimidating aura.

That silver wolf had been touched by Ubo's royal howling the most. His race was just that of a normal wolf… He couldn't face Ubo, who had the royal howling deep within his blood!

The werewolf race held the crown in the wolf species. Just their voice alone was enough to subdue many weaker wolves!

pᴀɴdᴀ nᴏveʟ AWOOOOO!

The boss' mount thrashed in one place as if in hysteria. He couldn't even stay on his four legs as he started raising his two front legs up, waving them as if trying to scare away the royal blood.

Or perhaps, that was how he wanted to show that he was willing to surrender his life…

Because of that, killing the boss seemed… easier and more doable than ever!