by Jackson Bale
A frown quickly forms on my face.
Way too freaking horny.
“I’ll show you later, we are kinda here,” I say as I stop right in front of what is seems to be a barrier keeping the fog from expanding out.
“Oh no,” she answers back, finally realizing how close we are, ”This is a horrible idea.” she quickly says, her eyes focused on me, pleading for me to change my mind.
Rolling my eyes, I take one look at her, watching her pleading gaze, wanting me to turn back. To do anything but enter.
I move forward, passing the barrier and entering the fog.
For several seconds I stand there, waiting just past the barrier, and nothing seems to happen, except the feeling of powerful energy pushing down on my soul, a feeling akin similar to standing in the realms of the gods.
I take a couple steps back, exiting the fog, smiling at Janie.
“It’s completely fine, I haven't died yet, let's go.” I reenter the fog, ordering my undead to follow behind.
A second later and she quickly runs next to me, grabbing my robe, fear evident on her face.
Smiling, I walk forward, looking at my surroundings, finding long dead trees, rocks, no plants, and a plethora of skeletons.
Not undead, but just dead, as though they just fell over and died. No marks of getting killed or even eaten. The only things left standing are metals, all of which are rusted beyond recognition. Even my [Advanced Analyze] skill is refusing to activate.
*Thump*
Stopping quickly, my head swerves back, finding Janie facefirst on the ground. Walking towards her while scanning my surroundings, I bend down and feel her neck, finding a pulse.
This isn't normal, she seems to have just passed out.
Turning my head, I am greeted with the sight of Petyr, passed out on my shoulder, strings of web sticking his body to me.
Frowning, I call up the system.
The Dungeon INAEQUO casts [Soul Sleep]
War of Wills activated.
3000 vs 3047
[Soul Sleep] resisted.
The Dungeon iNAEQUO casts [Soul Sleep]
War of Wills activated.
3000 vs 3047
[Soul Sleep] resisted.
The Dungeon INAEQUO casts [Soul Sleep]
War of Wills activated.
3000 vs 3047
[Soul Sleep] resisted.
And the same message continues on.
I barely resisted it. No wonder people die from this mist. You need an insane willpower stat to stay awake.
Sighing, I bend down and lift her over my shoulder which isn't holding Petyr.
With a firm grip on her ass, I walk deeper into the mist, my soulless undead following behind, unaffected by the mist.
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Minutes---pass---by---and---the---number---of---skeletal---bones---decreases---drastically,---the---sounds---of---the---massive---beasts---flying---through---the---fog---is---becoming---significantly---louder.
One---such---beast,---swerves---downward,---allowing---me---to---analyze---its---shiplike---size.
Anima---Nebula----Level---200.
Created---by---the---dungeon---INAEQUO,---these---massive---beasts---fly---through---the---air,---negating---gravity---and---constantly---spewing---a---cloud---which---causes---those---who---inhale---to---be---attacked---by---[Soul---Sleep].
iNAEQUO…---that's---a---weird---name---for---a---dungeon,---sounds---Latin…---and---those---things---are---extremely---high---in---level.---Good---thing---they---aren't---aggressive,---otherwise---I---would---probably---be---dead...
Continuing---on,---I---keep---walking---forward,---the---fog---becoming---thicker---and---thicker,---forcing---me---to---only---see---a---couple---of---feet---in---any---direction.
Several---hours---later,---the---fog---becomes---so---thick---that---my---vision---becomes---blocked.
“I---know---you---can’t---hear---me---Janie,---but---thank---god---you're---not---heavy,”---I---say---aloud,---the---weird---mental---moaning---of---the---beasts---starting---to---finally---get---to---me.
Several---more---hours---later,---right---before---I---was---about---to---turn---back,---I---walk---through---a---barrier---of---fog,---instantly---clearing---my---vision,---only---to---be---replaced---with---a---system---notification.
You---have---entered---the---Dungeon---iNAEQUO.
As---the---first---group---to---ever---enter---this---dungeon,---you---are---awarded---an---increased---leveling---speed---until---you---choose---to---leave---the---dungeon.
You---are---currently---on---dungeon---Floor---1.
Chapter---Nine:---Lizard---People!
“So---this---is---him,”---Zorren---whispers---thoughtfully,---his---eyes---gazing---at---a---being---which---had---just---entered---the---dungeon,---a---place---he---both---calls---a---home---and---prison.
“Yes,---he---had---passed---through---the---fog---recently,---carrying---that---girl---on---his---shoulder.”---she---points,---and---then---turns---to---the---huge---skeleton---next---to---him,---”but---the---undead---seems---to---be---tamed,---something---I---didn't---think---was---possible.”
Zorren---merely---grunts,---acknowledging---his---[scout]’s---analysis,---ignoring---the---fact---that---the---[Scout]---had---never---seen---an---undead---before.
Zorren’s---eyes,---slitted---and---trained---through---bloody---combat,---analyze---the---man,---attempting---to---get---a---feel---for---his---capability.
“What---are---their---classes,---their---levels?”---he---asks---with---a---groan.---His---scales,---old---and---damaged,---pain---him---from---his---lying---position---over---a---large---boulder.
His---[Scout],---a---young---female---of---his---race,---wiggles---slightly,---her---own---significantly---smaller---but---numerous---scales---allow---her---body---to---rest---on---the---boulder---without---discomfort.
“It’s---weird…---the---girl---on---his---shoulder---is---a---low---level---[Priestess],---the---undead---is---level---87…---but---he---is---an---enigma.”---She---shakes---her---head,---her---scales,---soft---and---smooth,---not---even---disturbing---the---dust---around---her.
“The---man,---I---have---no---idea---about---him.---It---feels---like---he---does---not---exist.---My---[Analyze]---doesn't---even---feel---like---it---is---failing…---I---have---no---idea---about---him.”
Zorren,---wanting---to---do---anything---but---continue---laying---down---in---such---a---uncomfortable---position,---suppresses---such---thoughts---with---his---[Iron---Will]---skill.
“I---need---you---to---tell---the---others---that---this---man,---whatever---he---is,---is---extremely---dangerous---and---that---I---need---the---best---fighters---from---the---city---to---join---me.”
Her---long---scaly---tail---swishes---in---displeasure,---eyes,---trained---to---detect---monsters,---gaze---expertly---at---the---robed---man.
“But…---Zorren,---he---doesn't---look---strong---at---all.---I---don't---see---any---armor---or---weapons---on---him.”---she---says---with---a---scaly---frown,---her---species’---eyes---and---perception---stat---allowing---her---to---see---through---the---caves---lack---of---light---with---ease.
Zorren's---anger---slowly---rises,---his---tail,---if---it---had---not---been---cut---off,---would---be---swishing---madly---in---displeasure---and---anger---towards---the---low---level---[Scout]---for---questioning---his---decision.
But---like---before,---his---[Iron---Will]---skill---allows---him---to---suppress---his---violent---urges.
“Do---not---question---me---Tella,---that---man---is---extremely---dangerous.---You---were---right---in---telling---me---first---about---him.---I---fear---the---others---would---have---picked---a---fight---otherwise---and---died---for---it.”
Perking---up,---Tella---turns---her---gaze---away---from---the---man,---looking---at---Zorren,---a---level---173---[Berserker],---her---eyes---gaze---at---the---many---scars---donning---his---body,---his---missing---tail,---his---unusable---arm,---”I…---Why---is---he---dangerous,---I---can't---te
ll?”---she---asks,---wanting---to---know---the---reasoning---behind---this---before---she---raises---the---alarm---at---the---city.
Biting---back---his---anger,---Zorren---curses---himself---for---being---injured.---Even---though---he---can---take---on---anyone---at---the---city---in---a---fight,---they---still---disrespect---him---for---not---dying---in---battle---and---returning---injured.
Idiots,---all---of---them
“That---man,---though---he---seems---weak,---his---posture---is---outright---perfect.---His---eyes---are---roaming,---constantly---analysing---his---surroundings.---His---arm,---the---one---not---caressing---the---female’s---butt,---is---hidden---within---his---robe,---probably---within---reach---of---a---hidden---weapon.---If---you---notice,---his---every---step---is---silent,---but---each---one---is---placed---flat---on---the---ground.---This---is---a---sign---of---great---footwork---and---should---allow---him---to---react---to---any---threat.---That---man---is---very---experienced---and---someone---even---I---would---be---wary---of.”
Staring---at---the---highest---level---person---of---her---species,---she---nods---in---understanding.---With---expert---ease,---she---crawls---back---down---the---boulder.
Zorren,---turning---away---from---the---man,---watches---her---leave,---her---skill,---[Silent---Movement],---allowing---her---to---move---at---great---speeds---while---making---the---least---amount---of---sound---possible.
As---he---watches---her---disappear---around---the---corner,---his---gaze---finally---turns---towards---the---man---who---has---known---about---their---location---the---entire---time.
“Hellooooo---giant---lizard---guy,---I'm---Thoric,”---he---says---from---afar,---smiling---directly---at---Zorren---from---a---considerable---distance---away---while---waving---his---arm---in---the---air.
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An---hour---after---I---had---passed---through---the---dungeon,---I---found---myself---entering---a---giant---hole---in---the---ground,---which---had---resulted---in---me---being---noticed---by---a---weird---lizard---woman---with---the---[Scout]---class.
She---had---gazed---at---me---strangely,---then---immediately---ran---away,---oblivious---to---the---fact---that---my---eyes---seemingly---allow---me---to---see---a---mile---away---in---darkness.
Considering---her---level---of---37,---I---figured---that---it---would---be---in---my---benefit---to---warn---her---people---about---myself---instead---of---just---waltzing---into---their---territory.---Regardless,---if---an---altercation---were---to---happen,---I---was---quite---confident---in---my---ability---to---take---on---several---dozen---individuals---of---her---level.
About---ten---minutes---later,---mindlessly---wandering---this---dark---underground---chasm,---she---had---returned---with---a---supposed---male---member---of---her---species.
A---bit---disappointed---that---it---was---only---one---person,---I---had---activated---my---skill---and---had---analyzed---the---man.
And---then---I---shat---bricks...
A---fucking---level---173---[Berserker]!---Shit,---shit,---shit,---this---might---end---badly.
Mentally---panicking,---I---continued---to---look---at---his---class---and---overall---stats,---which---are---quite---impressive---compared---to---mine.
Zorren
Level---173---[Berserker]
Zorren,---a---veteran---warrior---of---the---Gejada,---he---has---lost---his---tail,---lost---the---people---he---was---required---to---protect,---and---now---lives---in---shame,---his---presence---tolerated---because---of---his---sheer---level.
Strength
93
Dexterity
28
Stamina
147
Perception
73
Endurance
54
Vitality
120
Mana
110
M/regen
0.5
Affinity
0
Intelligence
73
Willpower
321
Soul
260
Tail---Loss:---The---tail---of---a---Gejada---is---a---note---of---pride---for---the---people,---but---more---so---than---pride,---it---helps---in---balance.----20---Dexterity
Unusable---Arm:---Having---lost---an---arm,---strength---has---been---reduced.----20%---Strength
He’s---a---fucking---tank.---A---massive---goddam---fucking---tank---that---could---chuck---a---car---at---me.---I---can't---even---tell---if---his---species---are---just---strong---or---if---it’s---his---goddam---level.---Ughhh,---didn’t---Janie---say---something---about---level---100---being---a---huge---milestone---in---capability?
Sighing---mentally,---I---decide---that---the---moment---Janie---wakes---up,---I’m---going---to---grill---her---for---information,---something---I---should---have---done---far---far---earlier.
At---this---moment,---the---female---Gejada---crawls---off---the---boulder---and---walks---away.
Probably---to---get---support.---I---guess---I---should---introduce---myself---before---I---get---buttfucked---by---a---swarm---of---overly---high---level---lizard---people.
“Hellooooo---giant---lizard---guy,---I'm---Thoric,”---I---yell---out,---momentarily---taking---my---hand---off---Janie’s---butt---to---wave---at---him.
The---Gejada---stands---up,---his---height---dwarfing---my---own---by---a---foot,---and---lifts---up---a---massive---piece---of---carved---bone---hidden---next---to---him.
Why---of---course---he---would---have---a---weapon.
I---take---a---good---look---at---the---massive---club-like---bone---he---is---holding---up.
And---of---course---the---weapon---has---to---weigh---more---than---me…---nothing---is---ever---fair.
The---Gejada---gazes---down---at---me,---then---bends---his---knees---and---jumps---off,---falling---ten---stories---and---denting---the---ground---upon---landing.
I---am---detracting---a---point---for---not---making---a---fist---on---that---landing…---but---then---again,---he---does---only---have---one---working---arm...
Only---wearing---what---looked---to---be---leather---pants,---the---Gejada,---covered---in---scars---and---scales,---gazes---at---me---menacingly,---his---posture---ready---to---react---to---any---threat.
“What---are---you?”---he---says,---eyes---trained---on---me---with---impressive---concentration.---His---eyes,---slits---like---a---lizard,---move---quickly,---taking---in---my---surroundings---while---a---slender---tongue---quickly---stretches---out---from---his---elongated---mouth,---tasting---the---air.
He’s---pretty---good.---He---has---good---posture,---good---concentration,---and---unlike---the---[Pirate]---I---had---fought,---is---doing---a---great---job---at---hiding---his---fighting---style.
Slowly---lowering---Janie’s---body---on---the---floor,---I---keep---my---eyes---on---the---Gajeda,---watching---him,---waiting---for---even---the---most---minute---muscle---twitch.
But---the---Gajeda---does---nothing,---just---watches---me---as---I---lower---her---body---on---the---ground,---his---eyes---not---leaving---my---own---the---entire---time.
Well,---kudos---for---not---attacking---me---while---I---put---down---this---dead---weight.
“You---know,---it’s---common---courtesy---to---introduce---yourself---first,---but---I---guess---i’ll---humor---you.”
I---take---a---short---bow,---”I---am---Thoric---Elum,---human,---[Hero],---and---soon---to---be---ruler---of---the---world.”
At---the---last---bit,---his---eyes---squint,---watching---me---with---a---slight---bit---of---anger.
Right,---so---he---doesnt---care---that---I---have---the---[Hero]---class,---nor---does---he---seem---to---like---jokes…---even---though---it---technically---wasn’t---one.
“How---did---you---enter---here?”---he---asks,---voice---slightly---frosty.
Moaning---internally,---I---reply---back.
