《Nomad Dungeon》Chapter 27 - Rampart's threat
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This idiot...I can't help but think he has lost some brain cells in that half a century he lived. It sent monster hordes of E and D-rank and thought it would be over, even going as far as to stop watching after sending this horde.
According to Mr.Tutorial, this spirit has a record of crushing beginner's like me and arrogantly stops watching once he sees the disparity of how powerless the challengers(victims) are and notes that if I stop hearing it talk then it means he has stopped watching.
Normally I am capable of dealing with D-ranks just fine on my own but with pride, it's a different story. Pride incorporates dances into its fighting style and adding onto that is using 'Serene Mind' to its fullest potential here. If used properly 'Serene Mind' will erase any and all wasted movements as well as sense movements and if this ability works together with 'Detection', it will give the wielder near future vision.
After the death of these monsters, I drain them of their blood and keep it close by on the event that the enemy forces us to use that blood spell which requires huge quantities of blood, capable of exhausting this body's regeneration capacity.
I store these corpses in the Shadow Spell 'Shade Space'. Thanks to the Vampire's unique attribute in magic, most spells of the shadow attribute can be cast without chants nor incantations. I'll feed them to Pian later.
"[Echolocation]" ( Alicia )
I proceed through this dungeon with haste with the first two spells 'Acceleration' and 'Mana Endurance' still active, after all, I have no idea how big it is. Even the super convenient mapping spell 'Echolocation' cannot find the limits of this place, even though this spell at maximum output is capable of spanning 10kms.
As I proceeded I encounter monster's from time to time, but never a problem. Once I entered beyond 10km from the last echolocation spell, I cast it again. I continued this process but still haven't found the limits yet.
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I have already covered 100km. I even found encrypted signs left by previous visitors and deciphered them. Seems like some have made it very close to the core room. They even have dying wishes for those who come across them but as much as I want to fulfill them for the info they provided me, its hard, there are just too many names and too many locations unknown to me making them hard to fulfill. I can only say I'll try.
I'll merely dedicate those wishes to my memories for now. Going through these marking from the fallen I now have a rough idea where the Core is located and head towards the area.
I can't help but berate this spirit who doesn't even think to get rid of these encrypted markings. But thanks to that lazy attitude, it has saved me quite a bit of effort.
Just when I thought this would soon turn into an easy run to beat the hell out of that bastard. I see it, a C-rank. The Minotaur.
It's not going to be hard to deal with, as long as 'Acceleration' and 'Mana Endurance' is active. 'Acceleration' only has the purpose of increasing speed, the more mana I supply it, the faster I go while 'Mana Endurance' turns mana into stamina for this body, meaning I can last for as long as my mana allows it.
The fight wasn't even that intense, although it was a C-rank, it was a big target and didn't even have the speed near the D-rank level. Just needed to aim for its eye's and fire a few corrosive blood spells into its mouth.
Just as I was about to drain it of its blood.
"YOU B*TCH, I DON'T HAVE MANY C-RANK MONSTERS, TO BEGIN WITH. HOW DARE YOU!!!!!" ( Rampart )
"How rude of you to call me a mutt, I prefer being called a feline." ( Alicia )
This bastard is back. It's already useless for you to resist, I even think I have absorbed enough DP to combat a B-ranks with this body. However, according to Mr.Tutorial, the cost to create monsters after C-rank spikes to enormous heights and only gets bigger afterward, not only that but there are requirements to create even a single B-rank.
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Let's just hurry this hunt up.
"[Blood of the fallen---Surrender to my will]" ( Alicia )
Another aspect of Vampire's unique attribute in magic, most spells of the blood attribute can be cast without chants nor incantations. However, Pride takes it onto itself to speak these chants.
"Don't anger me further or I will drag you into the destruction of this dungeon!!!"
While gathering blood, this bastard spits out a threat. Rather it's currently in the middle of the duel, is that even allowed?
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So it is allowed. I need to think now.
I need to process all the necessary information to confirm whether this a bluff, or a true threat.
"Oh, are you shaking in your heels now that you know I can kill you!? I will always win!!!!!!" ( Rampart )
"Annoying worm." ( Alicia )
"DON'T YOU DARE USE THAT ATTITUDE WITH ME! I AM YOUR LORD NOW!!!" ( Rampart )
Has this guy tasted victory so much he has turned stupid? Even resorting to desperate measures like this. But from the looks of it, his words do hold some truth to it but not enough for me to believe him.
Core explosion is feasible but would leave the detonator seriously vulnerable.
Dungeon collapse is the most likely method to be used but judging from the size of this dungeon, just from a rough estimate the cost to remote collapse this dungeon would be around 50 Million DP.
Dungeon Seal is definitely the most unlikely means.
The timing when he said it. The scenario of why he said it. The estimated amount of DP. The possibility of him truly activating it.
I'm unable to get Mr.Tutorial to disclose the exact amount of his DP but has given me enough info to work with in figuring it out.
After looking over all these info has drawn me to a certain conclusion. Now I need to build a strategy to trick this Spirit. Get ready to taste despair bastard, huhuhuhu.
"I shall be on my way towards your demise" ( Alicia )
I began walking after storing the giant minotaur corpse.
"Wait! I really will drag you into this dungeons suicide unless you surrender!" ( Rampart )
"I suspect you aren't able to. I doubt you even have the resolve to collapse this dungeon." ( Alicia )
"Fool! Dungeon Collapse on requires DP! And the cost only counts what was done during Dungeon Augmentation!!!" ( Rampart )
"Even so, this dungeon is enormous. I'm sure the amount would be quite difficult to acquire." ( Alicia )
As the talk continues I proceed. Just need to keep him distracted.
"Fool! I have DP, I would bury you here and now!!!!!" ( Rampart )
"I shall expect it then." ( Alicia )
"......" ( Rampart )
"What's wrong? feline got your tongue? or are you afraid to destroy your own dungeon?" ( Alicia )
"I'M NOT!!! AREN'T YOU AFRAID!? EVEN IF I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH FOR COLLAPSE, EXPLOSION IS ENOUGH TO DESTROY YOU!!!!!!" ( Rampart )
"I'm sure it is, but your mobile sub-core should be in this dungeon no? aren't you afraid it will get caught in the blast?" ( Alicia )
"It is, but it can be teleported outside without a problem!!!" ( Rampart )
I didn't know that was possible, looks like I need to research a bit more.
"Oh, is this delicately designed [echo'location'] and 'door' important to you?" ( Alicia )
"HAH! THAT ROOM AND DOOR IS BEFORE MY CORE ROOM! I HAVE DESIGNED IT MYSELF NOW GAZE UPON IT IN....Reverance........" ( Rampart )
Looks like he's finally catching on.
"STOP!!! NOT A STEP FURTHER UNLESS YOU WANT TO DIE!!!" ( Rampart )
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