Chapter 2: Average Dungeon: Black Death
I was running towards the portal to the dungeon. The raid promised to be a simple one, but I am not that easy to deceive - I was ready for trouble and if necessary, would be running away like a real Arabian Racing Horse. This is not the first time I have gone through this, and that is why I took with me all the usual set of firearms.
And … everything I had with me was stolen from me.
Currently, I only have a dagger at my waist, and a couple of hidden knives. Honestly, it would be ideal to turn to one of my storage facilities and take weapons from there, but I didn't have time for that.
Everything was as usual.
I'm alone, storming an E-rank dungeon, which ideally needs to be completed in a raid with a team of 20 people. Also, the dungeon is likely to be much more problematic than expected.
Classics of the genre!
I had another five minutes until exactly 168 hours had elapsed since my last raid. That is, if in five minutes I am not in the dungeon, my *ss will be facing something really horrifying.
I already saw the gate to the dungeon in front of me. It was about thirty meters away. The gate was large, almost ten meters in height and six in width, two pillars, between which located the spatial rift. A very average portal. This is good - the more unusual the entrance to the dungeon, the higher the chance that it will be "special".
I immediately ran into it, breathing a little hard.
And not having time to have a brake, I hit my head onto something iron.
"Holy monkeys…" - with watery eyes, I tried to see at what I managed to stumble upon, right at the entrance to the dungeon. – "The iron grids, of course." - I sighed. – "What else can there be in a fantasy dungeon besides a cage's iron bars?!" - I asked a question to nowhere. – "That's right, anything, except the bars!"
I looked around.
As expected, I'm in a cage. Actually, in a closed cage. A corpse lies next to me.
"Or not quite a corpse." - I noticed signs of breathing.
"Hey, uncle, are you alive?" - I asked, just to be sure. – "No?" - I bent down next to him. – "So, it means dead ..."
"GRHAYAKHA!" - an inhuman scream from the throat of a suddenly leaping creature was interrupted by a dagger that entered its throat.
"Now, for sure, dead." - I sighed, taking a step back.
"So, returning to our rams ..." - I looked around again. - "What should I do?"
The answer to my unvoiced question was silence. However, I'm already used to the fact that no one ever answers my questions.
"In any case, this is a dungeon, which means we need to clear it." - I shrugged my shoulders.
If only you knew, how hard it is for me to behave like this, when with a probability of ninety percent, I will get out of here at my death door, quite possibly not with all limbs present - you would not have believed it.
But I'm used to it. Because a real man cannot whine all the time, right? Well, I will be doing it, but still...
"As the saying goes - the mice cried, but still ate the cactus." - I said, while looking at my new enemy - the door lock. – "Is there such a saying by the way?"
Taking out a master key from my waist bag, I began to show the wonders of hacking. Not in the sense that I'm that good. Rather, on the contrary - it took me five minutes to unlock a rusty lock, which a pro would have opened in ten seconds.
But I did the job and left the cell into a dark corridor. Where dozens upon dozens of the similar "corpses" were laying around.
It was a little creepy. Hundreds of neither dead or alive creatures, in a dark corridor, in the walls of which there are jails.
In general, not a fancy place to be in.
Well, similar to any dungeon really.
It was this picture that appeared before me as soon as I left the cage.
Dozens of Hollows, as they are called. Thin, indeed the saying "just bones and skin" would fit perfectly, and the skin itself was disgusting, rotten in places...
Anyway, the dungeons with these monsters were not new to me. And none of them will move until they are disturbed.
Of the weapons, I only have a couple of toys, and not a fact that they will last long.
But what could I do?
I went to the next Hollow.
Is it mentally difficult to pierce the throat of such a creature? If so, how much do you need to persuade yourself? I do not know the answers to these questions, since I did not persuade myself even for a second. Not only now. I am saying it in general. Even the very first time killing a monster, I did it with a surprising calmness.
Well, if you do not take into account the fact that my arm and three ribs were broken, so the victory itself was not an easy one. But this does not apply to the current situation.
I simply, without any hesitation, reflection, was piercing the throats with a dagger. The monsters didn't even have the time to "get up".
They are all monsters. And if you are one of those who, for fictitious reasons, can hesitate at the last moment, it is better for you to die right away, because if you don't, you will still end up died, but will be ruining your team as well.
Killing one after another, I made my way further into the dungeon, sometimes cutting bodies, and pulling out small crystals in the places of their hearts. I won't be able to take too much, but without it I will have nothing to eat.
This place turned out to be extremely easy even for an E-rank dungeon. I don't know, maybe if I hadn't finished the first hollow with a single blow and as such not disturbing the rest of the hollows, everything would have been more complicated, but as it is now, even the goblins seem to be more problematic opponents than Hollows.
The main thing is not to seek death yourself.
Well, it's me we are talking. Problems will come up as if specifically looking for me, therefore I cannot relax.
Realizing this, I sat down to rest as soon as I felt a shadow of fatigue.
I didn't keep track of time. And did not count the killed enemies. None of this mattered. I didn't even save the food. As soon as I got hungry, I opened a tin can, a couple of crackers, and satisfied my tummy.
Practice shows that even if you are incredibly meticulous, evaluating and balancing everything perfectly - the probability of survival will be increased only by a very small margin. Therefore, comfort is more important.
And so, it went on. I won't tell you the exact time, but during the times I ate thrice until the moment I saw the first big door.
"Here it is" - I thought, not cheerfully at all, guessing what awaits me there. - "It would perfect if an adventurer team came here, and helped me with it" - I sighed, stopping in front of the entrance.
I need to replenish all my strength before going through the door.
Opening the door was easy. Although the door was enormous, heavier than a hundred kilos, I was not the one who needed to do the hard work, instead a special mechanism would do it for me. The main thing is to find this very mechanism.
Now, it was a lever, right next to the door, so I was lucky in a sense. Sometimes this "last step to the boss" turns out to be such a thorn in one place that it hurts to remember.
Stopping at the very entrance, I looked at the huge hole in the ceiling. It was impossible to see anything in there, but you could see the shadow cast from the head of the creature that is waiting for intruder.
"Well, not the first time I am doing it."
I calmly walk forward, and after about ten meters, a monster falls from this hole in the ceiling.
Huge, about five meters big, nasty creature of dark green colour.
I don't even know to which animal it could be compared with. Everything about it stood out, but the thing that stood out the most was the shape of the body, which, if you remove the arms and legs, will resemble a pear. A thick, huge pear, with folds of fat, with a thick bottom and a thin top. But the shape didn't bother me at the moment, rather it was a hammer in its hand larger than the body of the monster. It had large antlers resembling deer antlers and huge teeth almost the size of my hands.
And, as if the huge monster was not of enough problem, the gates behind closed.
"Holy onions ..." - I took a step back, evaporating into the obstacle. – "Is it not a little too big for an E-rank boss ?!"
Honestly, not necessarily. But when you see such a hammer, you just want to scream about the unfairness of the world.
I immediately wanted to be away from here. And thinking that the lady fortune is finally starting to smile to me, I was pleased to see a small door in the wall. Moreover, an open door!
So, as a real epic hero I…I ran. I ran at such a speed that I would probably have overtaken the world champions in sprinting, although my body, in theory, is not capable of showing such an outstanding performance.
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