"What… the…" The agents were huddled behind a rock, looking over. "This is freaking insane."
The superior agent also had an unusually serious frown on his face. He always looked serious. Now more than ever.
There were about a hundred lizardmen at the chamber ahead. Mining hat on, pickaxe in hand, striking against the rock walls.
"Kurzah!" And ordering them around, a muscular lizardman with a whip coiled at his belt. "Rezkah!"
However, there was something strange about the muscular lizardman. There was a crown hovering above its head. It wasn't an actual crown. Instead, it looked holographic.
"Is that the dungeon boss?" An agent asked. "Does that mean by killing that lizardman, the dungeon would be cleared?"
"We don't have enough men for this!"
"This is the easiest dungeon we've found," the superior agent said. "These lizardmen aren't fighters. They are mine workers. They don't even have proper weapons."
