《The Rise Of A Porter 》Chapter 77: Hidden Dragon
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Arnold heard a loud cracking noise as the monstrosity, who destroyed 3 of his elite summons, fell on his knees and took it's last breath. Or so he thought.
"Don't f*cking tell me this guy is still alive after all that!" Arnold panted and so did Asterios. Even though it wasn't possible for Talos to get 'tired' even he looked exhausted after summoning an endless horde of skeletons.
"The vitals of the monsters suggest otherwise, master." Talos replied to Arnold's query.
"Dang it let's just finish it then. You ready Asterios?" Arnold looked at the minotaur, who had raised his hands in air and started bashing the Dreadnought's skull, while Arnold and Talos tried to rip out it's spine.
"Keep... at it... it's working!" Arnold's face had turned red as he tried to pull out the monster's spine. To accelerate the process he summoned all of his golems to help but it was still taking a lot of time to do so. The more they pulled on to the spinal cord, the faster Dreadnought's remaining HP decreased.
"Just... 10 HP... left!" Arnold gritted his teeth but right before he was about to yank it off, a gunshot was heard and a moment later the the spinal cord was cut off from the beasts body.
Arnold was shocked and looked towards the source of the gunshot. A man dressed in ragged cloak was standing behind the golems. He held two semiautomatic pistols in his hands and was looking at Arnold with a smug look on his face. But that wasn't all. The man had five black stars attached to his right shoulder, symbolising that he was an S ranked warrior from the White Wolves guild, the same guild whose members were killed in the stampede that Arnold had orchestrated. He used the probe skill just to confirm that his opponent was actually that strong.
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NAME : Rion Tameron (Human)
LEVEL : 95
RANK : S
ROLE : Elite Gunslinger
AFFINITY/ABILITIES :
• Blessed Shot [lvl. Max]
• Quick Equip [lvl. Max]
• Paralysing Shot [lvl. Max]
[Expand to see 10 more]
HP : 5150/5150
Mana/Energy : 3154/4500
STRENGTH (STR) : 64
DEFENSE (DEF) : 85(+12) [added bonus due to gears]
STAMINA (STA) : 72
INTELLIGENCE (INT) : 95
AGILITY (AGI) : 99
ACCURACY (ACC) : 112
EVADE (EVD) : 101
CHARISMA (CHA) : 83
THREAT LEVEL : Moderate
PERSONALITY: Willing, Loner, Unforgiving, Motivated and Revengeful.
JOB: Guild protector - 99% satisfied.
PHYSICAL/HEALTH: No notable issues.
AFRAID OF: Death, Pain, and Getting lost.
FITNESS LEVEL: 82% - Increasing.
MOTIVATION: A thirst for revenge for his fallen comrades.
REMARK : Well now you know what an actual gunslinger looks like, not a half-as*ed one like yourself. Better stay away from that gun, a bullet for from that thing would pierce more than your body, if you know what I mean.
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It was a bad situation for Arnold. He was exhausted, most of his elite summons had been destroyed, Talos and Asterios were both down for the count as well... and for his lower class summons, they won't stand a chance against this guy. His stats were strictly centered to his class which was troubling. Arnold was still reading the the Rion's information when another notification appeared on his interface.
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The dungeon protector had been slain by : Rion Tameron (Contribution : 0.667%)
Helpers :
Arnold Ling (Contribution : 56.37%)
Undead minotaur [Asterios] (Contribution : 29.55%)
and few more.
The Slayer would receive the item :
[Return Crystal]
Please use the [Return Crystal] the dungeon along with the Slayer, Rion Tameron.
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A white crystal appeared out of thin air near Rion who immediately pocketed it while still aiming one of his guns at Arnold and his summons.
'SON OF A BITCH!' Arnold cursed Rion under his breath, not only did he steal the kill he also got the [Return Crystal] which was the only way out of the dungeon and would allow them to return to Earth.
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'Where the hell did this guy appeared from? I am pretty sure no one was here when the fight began... he's definitely one of those White Wolves people but they didn't have a S ranked warrior in their ranks.' Arnold thought.
"Thinking about me?" Rion smirked as he continued, "Who am I? What the hell is going on? What should I do? Blah blah blah. I'm going to tell you what will happen next, I'll use the crystal and get back to our world while you'll be stuck in this dungeon and repent for killing my teammates."
"Killing your teammates? They attacked me first! And I didn't even do anything, they were killed by the monsters!" Technically he wasn't wrong, they did die by the hands of the monsters. Well not by their hands but by their legs.
"I know very well about what you did to them, I was there at the time, hiding in shadows bidding my time to strike you down."
"So you were there and didn't help them out? Some teammate you are. No wonder you're a loner." Arnold shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah you're right, I am a loner," Rion's mouth twitched, "But don't you worry, you'll be one soon enough as well."
Rion shot a bullet at Arnold's legs. Arnold used the [Plasma shield] to stop the bullet, but the shield shattered the second, when the bullet made contact with it and managed to hit Arnold.
"Don't look so surprised dude. That bullet was nothing special. I just used a couple of my skills while taking the shot, which made your low grade barrier useless." Rion smirked as Arnold winced in pain.
Arnold cursed Rion in pain, who proceeded to shoot down his summons at lightning speed, all of his summons were obliterated in moments, all except Asterios who was heavily injured and was unable to move.
"I'd have loved to stay with you and play a little bit longer but you see I'll have to leave now," Rion continued, "But I'd like to thank you for all the trouble you went through. I honestly thought you'd die by that monster's hands but you did better than I could and defeated it. It's thanks to you, I'll be able to leave this dungeon without breaking a sweat."
Arnold stayed quite and tried to use his ability but he couldn't even move, it was that moment he realised, he had been paralysed, he looked at his status and the system confirmed that.
"The paralysis effect is quite strong don't you think?" Rion smiled once again and used the return crystal to activate the portal right in front of Arnold. "As a reward for helping me, I'll let you in on a secret, killing this beast isn't the only way to get out of the dungeon, but it was the easiest one. Haha. Adeus patife." (Author's note : Adeus patife means goodbye rascal in Portuguese.)
Arnold tried with all his might to drag his body towards the portal but it was all in vain. He couldn't move nor could he use his spells to help him out. He could only watch Rion leave as the portal in front of him closed.
"NO! NO! NO!"
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