Inside a certain level of the Dark Tower, in the dim palace.
A Mage player from Zhuagua Country, around thirty years old, was dealing with the remaining monsters on this level.
His skin was relatively dark, wearing the iconic loose thin clothing developed by Zhuagua Country to adapt to the hot climate, a pointed wizard's hat on his head, and he held a gray-black short Magic Staff in his hand.
Basketball-sized Fireballs flew with his waving motion, continuously bombarding the black monsters approaching like automatic cannonballs.
Currently, he had easily eliminated most of these monsters with sharp teeth and claws, leaving only three of the largest individuals struggling under the Fireball attack.
"These things are so weak... This level has a flat floor, we can use it as a resting spot after clearing it."
The player from Zhuagua Country maintained his offensive while thinking to himself.
