Chapter 76 The Monster Leveled Up on the Spot

Chapter 76 The Monster Leveled Up Right There

Outside the Special Operations Bureau, humans and monsters were locked in fierce combat, with bullets and fireballs flying everywhere.

Inside the bureau’s lobby, a crowd of onlookers watched nervously as a group of over a dozen people marched out. Wearing hoodies and jeans, they wore frying pans strapped across their chests, wrist and knee guards, and matching yellow hard hats. They swiftly joined the battlefield, standing firmly on the human side.

“Hah—no wonder they got into the Special Operations Bureau. They're quick thinkers! Even construction-site hard hats are put to use—no need to worry about their hair getting singed by fireballs now.”

“The knee and wrist pads are clever too. They can roll around without fear of breaking bones.”

“Kids these days sure are inventive.”

Amid the murmurs, Hua Diao noticed the newly arrived squad and studied them curiously. So these were the rookies from the Special Operations Bureau?

They were definitely different from the seasoned veterans she’d met before—much more cautious about survival, and noticeably younger, around the same age as the two guards at the entrance earlier.

Then the leader—a tall, long-legged young man—spoke, and Hua Diao immediately recognized him.

Wasn’t this Eighth Brother, who had messaged her earlier saying he’d bring his crew to report to the Special Operations Bureau?

Back at Dongyang Lake Park, these delusional youths had been bundled up in thick winter coats like penguins, making it hard to see their faces. But Eighth Brother’s sharp, effective trash-talking had left a deep impression on her.

And now, the master of trash talk was back, barking orders like a battle-hardened commander.

“Er Mao! Er Mao! Take your gun and snipe from a distance!”

“Third Dummy, stop standing around like an idiot! Find cover—didn’t you brag about being a sharpshooter? Today’s your chance to show your stuff and impress the director!”

“Tigerhead, Xiao Yue has high hopes for you. If you perform well and leave a good impression on the director, she’ll agree to be your girlfriend when you officially join the Special Operations Bureau. Go all out—that Elite Werewolf Boss is yours! Ziqiang and Er Mao will back you up. Let’s make this one count!”

“Now! There’s an opening! Tigerhead, go! I’ll lend you my wolf-tooth club—aim for its legs, smash its knees!”

“Er Mao, your turn! The Elite Werewolf Boss is down—time to take your shot!”

What a difference a few days make. The delusional squad didn’t even need Eighth Brother’s sharp tongue to motivate them—they were already pumped up, charging fearlessly wherever directed.

Hua Diao stepped back, leaving the battlefield to them as she observed their progress.

They faced the Elite Werewolf Boss head-on without fear, leaping to smash its knees. They weaved through goblin fireballs just to get close enough to strike its weak points. Even when the Elite Werewolf Boss thrashed wildly, they climbed onto its body without hesitation, stabbing its neck and bashing its skull...

Like ants taking down an elephant, the delusional squad worked in perfect sync. Even without Hua Diao’s powerful weapons, they brought the Elite Werewolf Boss crashing down and finished it off.

Then, bursting with energy and untapped potential, they set their sights on a second Elite Werewolf Boss, regrouping and scaling its body to take it down.

“AH—TIGERHEAD, RUN!”

Eighth Brother’s sudden roar jolted Hua Diao from her distraction. Instinctively, she whipped her head toward Tigerhead’s position.

The supposedly defeated Elite Werewolf Boss had suddenly gone berserk. A crimson glow enveloped its body before erupting into a towering pillar of energy that shot into the sky.

The werewolf howled, its body swelling in size.

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ Did it just level up on the spot?!

Everyone around was stunned.

Who knew monsters could cheat like this—leveling up mid-fight?!

The transformation took mere seconds. As the dark light faded, the werewolf had evolved into an Elite Werewolf Big Boss—now two stories tall, its body thicker, and its bones, skin, and fur now boasted defense stats at least doubled.

The first thing its crimson eyes locked onto was Tigerhead—the one who had just been riding its back, smashing its skull.

With a furious roar, it raised its wolf-tooth club and swung down at the fleeing ant beneath it.

Eighth Brother’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he sprinted madly toward them.

Tigerhead, soaked with sweat, gritted his teeth and ran for his life.

The onlookers’ hearts jumped to their throats.

Director Zhang, Zhao Xu, and the others at the entrance were panicked. None had expected such a sudden turn. Without thinking, they rushed out to help.

But they were too far—they’d never reach Tigerhead in time.

A hail of bullets and spells rained down on the Elite Werewolf Big Boss, but they might as well have been mosquito bites. Those using Identify could only watch as its massive red health bar dropped by a pathetic 15 points at most.

Against its 10,000 health pool, it was nothing. The wolf-tooth club continued its deadly descent.

Tigerhead was a second from death.

In that split second, as the club was about to crush him into a bloody paste, time seemed to slow into a silent film. Onlookers shut their eyes, unable to bear the gruesome sight. Eighth Brother, Er Mao, and the others screamed till their voices cracked, sprinting desperately toward Tigerhead. Director Zhang and Zhao Xu rushed forward with desperate determination...

“WHOOSH—”

Through the gloom of plague mosquitoes, a streak of green light tore through the darkness—deadly sharp—piercing straight into one of the Elite Werewolf Big Boss’s eyes.

Blood gushed instantly!

A massive “-1019” flashed above its health bar.

“ROOOOAR—!”

The deafening howl shattered the silence, and time snapped back to normal. The Elite Werewolf Big Boss roared in fury, its descending club jerking upward as it stomped in agitation. Then, with a vicious snarl, drool dripping from its jaws, it turned its wrath toward the one who had dared strike it.