102 Progression

Derrick was panting heavily as he watched the sun rise over the horizon, flabbergasted he had somehow slayed the remaining 132 trolls.

It had been far from easy, but the way in which he had slowly learned to exploit their weaknesses while using his advantages made him immensely proud.

This was what a necromancer could really do.

Having said that, his completion speed had been wildly faster than expected, meaning he now had some time to kill before going towards the 4th ring to see if he'd be able to challenge it.

"How much time do you still need before you're ready to come back out and fight?"

"Hmmm... About 4 hours"

"Same here, Human"

Drako and Cernunnos had remained quiet during the entire campaign, shocked by Derrick's adaptation and prowess. Troglodytams had been a formidable opponent for them as well, which meant he had easily and solely overcome any of their teamwork deficiencies.