《The Immortal Dungeon》Chapter 9 - Finally Done?
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He didn’t agree with Ms. BB on the severity of the danger. She was sorely under valuating him and over evaluating the indigenous species here.
The so-called B-Rankers did pose a danger for him. BUT only if they could find him.
According to Ms. BB the real risk was me getting conquered and either sold or enslaved. But what if they couldn’t find me? Dungeons did so, but in a brute manner. They forcefully kept others out using traps and monsters. But he had the best way to get around this stupid crisis.
Hide himself.
And the best way to do it?
Take a good-looking mana stone, polish it into something like a core and then…put a small-scale illusion on it. Ha!
No one would expect the so-called core was nothing but a wonderful piece of illusion!
Once done, he created another chamber, but less good looking and dungeonesque looking, and settled the stone in. The fake core and fake chamber was up and ready!
And just to punish those greedy critters who wanted to capture him, he created the floor on an axis. The fake core was connected to the floor. Once removed the plate would flip over, trapping the thieves in a newly created Dungeon! …. Ummmm…a dungeon in a dungeon…
The floor was made with metal, just in case someone decided to break the floor or lid, depending on your perspective, and decided to get out. A strengthening spell and a sealing spell would trap them their forever. And just for the fun, tiny little metal spikes decorated the floor of the dungeon? Or pit? That would give them some relaxing time. And finally, his true punishment. A good old illusion array. That will torture them to death! Having everything in yours’s hand reach but finding all of it was an illusion. Losing the sense between what’s real and what’s fake…they would soon learn that death is better than messing with an immortal!
Personally, he would have like to seal them in a vat full of poison. Or maybe grow a parasite inside their heads, which would suck their brains out or try to make a corpse slave…but *sigh* he didn’t have any materials.
So, the disaster was temporarily revoked. He wasn’t so full of himself that nobody would be able to see through his small illusion. You never know if this world had an array master? Or maybe a so-called God decided to visit his dungeon for a Dungeon review…or some ancient anti-illusion treasure…or somebody with extremely strong will…a will stronger than a broken immortal?
Nah!!! What were the chances of these?
Back to the dungeon…
Apart from this, he did agree on those spiders. They were weak…but not pathetic. She hadn’t seen Arachne who could fight an Immortal to death or those teeny-meeny furry spiders which could dissolve your insides within seconds. Or the spiders which could create a custom coffin for you…that too of pure spider silk!
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But well 'his' spider did suck. He tried to make them more poisonous…but they kind of melted into a puddle. A poisonous puddle. The spiders were poisoned by their own poison. What irony.
Strengthening them wasn’t exactly useful if your enemies are hundred times larger and heavier than you, except for serving as a target and getting your body cut into halves…or quarters. But he did manage to increase their mana affinity, to find out it was a waste. They didn’t have enough brains to use it.
He should work on creating some Brains…possibly capture few humans, for better reference.
Anyway, modifying them anymore was clearly not possible. They weren’t suited for it.
So, rats, snakes and lizards! To the job!
Conclusion: They all suck.
Rats got larger and stronger. Sharper teeth and horde techniques are wonderful…until you meet fire. A goblin campfire scared the shit out of them. Mana affinity was still under progress and was going to need a long time to develop properly. Ha…so much for expecting a primitive God-Eater Rat.
And he really needed to create a time compression chamber, the breeding period was incerdibly long.
Now for Snakes. You can’t go wrong with snakes. Solely because there is nothing you can do to them! Add wings, they are not snakes. Add legs, they are not snakes! Add hands they are not snakes!
So, after hours of experimenting his wannabe World Devouring Snake and in-progress Basilisk were ready. Except they didn’t devour and didn’t petrify…unless you had ophidiophobia. The Snake Version 1 was stronger and tougher. The smallest being a meter tall while longest easily over ten meters, they were a prime example of snake world’s thugs. They were almost half tonne of pure crushing force. He really doubted if anyone on the lower spectrum of the ranking list would be able to get out. Their only fault? They were slow.
And to go with them Snake Version 2. Incredibly lithe and venomous. He tried experimenting with snake and spider venom, and the results were not exactly alive. So only strengthened snake venom and mana refined muscles, gave him the Venom Snakes. Good shooters, but weak in melee.
As for the rest type of snakes, they were turned into food. A good example of weak are preyed on. Or the weak are food...
Lizards were great to work with. But it seems not every lizard can turn into a Dragon. Except pure physical strength, he didn’t get anything to do with. Mana affinity was under progress, so fire-breathing lizards might turn out.
But before concluding his Biological Experiment, he did stuff each and every one of them with Runes. Few generations later, he should get some good specimens. If they manage to live…
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One unexpected problem caused by the storm was, the flora. The wind managed to bring few seeds and spores in the dungeon. High concentration of mana soon caused them to bloom. And now his beautiful stoneworks had mushrooms, moss, grass, ferns and other green things growing.
If not for his dear pets, who were loving it he would have probably razed them to ashes. Now the dangerous spooky caves, looked…less spooky for the lack of better terms.
But the newly open dungeon did attract few more unexpected visitors. Foxes, Wolves and possible-monkeys to name a few. They were killed and turned into anatomy files and food. But out of all of them, the bats were the best.
Few experiments later on them, he had the unexpected Poopers and the Howlers. Poopers had an incredibly bad case of Diarrhoea. On seeing enemies, it would poop over them. A dirty stinky ball of shit. That should keep the sensitive people and the Girl’s out. One unexpected benefit, was the poop turned out to be good for the plants. Honestly, he had never grown such plants. His personal garden did had plants but they were rare herbs and medicines. And growing them was using Qi to enrich the soil or sprinkle Spirit Water. Not distributing poop. Yes, distributing. He had few goblins spread poop all over the dungeon, until Ms. BB reminded him of the dungeon being his body.
It took all her efforts to stop him from flooding the dungeon by creating a river.
Now as for Howlers, they were loud. Incredibly loud. The scream was shrill and irritating. Now imagine several hundred of them screaming together. You get a perfect Opera for killing people. Physically both of them were mana refined. The digestive system of Poopers was strengthened, while Peepers had an incredibly strong vocal cord.
Now the traps.
According to Ms. BB or Miss Blue Box, flying swords, shrinking rooms, raining fires, illusions, floating paths etcetera were not suitable as traps for the beginning floors. He should be using pitfalls, trip wires, and other such lame traps for the first floor.
But how was flying sword, strong? And raining fires? He promised to use the weakest fire. And he even promised to put a safety net below the floating pathways. Still she didn’t budge and even threatened him by not helping him any further.
So, his simple traps were still waiting being rated lethal and not E-D Rankers. But how was it his fault if they were so weak? If not for their mana, which he was looking forward to, he would have directly laid some good old traps and skewered them to death.
And now to create traps. Traps which were full of holes. That was a pun. Trap and Holes? Never mind.
Numerous holes were created all over the floor, and covered with thin stone slabs. He did manage to use some small-scale illusions on few of those holes. The ground looked the same but nothing was there. But it was just an illusion, so it could be easily guessed using stones and sticks. Others made solid ground look like a pitfall.
The pits took a long time to work on. Out of the thirty-three pitfalls, ten had sharp pointy stones waiting for the victim. Rest five were made extremely smooth and covered with metal, to make it incredibly difficult to get out. Three were filled with weak poison, which did nothing much except freeze you. Of course, you could drown it, if your body stop’s working. Another three had lots of snakes waiting for you. Similarly, six more had nothing but spiders or rats ready to creepy you out. And two full of bat shit, while the final one rained heavy rocks on you.
All the pits were narrow at the top with sharp rocks protruding out, ready to cut all sorts of ropes and ladders.
The final three dropped you in the tunnel below.
Trip wire traps were his current favourite. Few trip wire traps opened small rooms across the dungeon, where for attraction’s sake he put a few ores, gems or mana stone. In some chambers he put a few monsters. For variety is life. It would be great seeing those people guessing Trick or Treat!
Few of such trip wires caused spider to fall on you. Three special wires would greet you with a bucket full of bat shit. Basically, smelly shit versus smelly people! One caused a giant spherical rock to crash towards you, while crushing everything!
Last two took a long time to come up with. Going from arrays to physical is hard. It’s like moving from a Dragon Ride to a Donkey Ride. Slow and stinky.
Basically, floor one was done, except for the so called Boss Monster.
He was waiting for some particularly strong one’s to emerge out of the rest, so he could make them the so-called Boss.
Now to modify improvise and settle the Green Goblins.
Would adding spider silk sacs to Goblin’s allow them to shoot webs?
A good idea to work on…
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