《The Adventure in Arios (Isekai LitRPG)》Chapter 45- Skeggjöld’s Passion
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Chapter 45- Skeggjöld’s Passion
A smile crept on his face, Skeggjöld heard his offer. Morpheus would not let her down.
The slime bridge was almost to the island, and the giant slime was not as big as it was before.
(Collective Slime, Bug Muncher, Level 189)
A red aura engulfed Morpheus as he activated Spartans Ethos.
The bridge was a few metres away from the island and his heart began to pump his Viking blood through his body.
Dopamine flooded his prefrontal cortex making Morpheus itching for the fight.
A slime bounced off the bridge and heading straight for him. Morpheus sliced it in half and the two halves flew either side of him.
Morpheus roared, and the young chimera’s eyes flickered in excitement.
“Bring it!” He screamed.
Tens of slimes came bounding over the small gap of water. Morpheus performed Dance of Battle, slicing them as they came.
He spun in circles, not hesitating at all. Rose said he couldn’t use his skills effectively, he would show her.
By combining Arcane Blink and Archaic Wings Morpheus weaved in between their attacks, arching his back to dodge multiple attacks at once.
The enormous slime edged closer to the edge and jumped on the island. He teleported to the back of the island as the slime engulfed the whole tree. It ripped the blossom tree from the ground and lunged at Morpheus.
He knew he couldn’t fight the slime on the island, it’s body almost took up all of it.
He flew over the edge of the lake and the huge slime rolled over the bridge with a small army behind him.
Morpheus waited until the slime was almost upon him and teleported behind it. He began to cut down the smaller slimes behind it.
He had always done this, he found it was the most effective way to deal with a strong enemy. By cutting down the smaller slimes he would be able to concentrate fully on the giant slime.
Half an hour went by and their small army were thinning out. The giant slime couldn’t keep up with his constant teleporting but soon began to read his movements.
He began to teleport randomly, he anticipated the giant slimes foreseen attacks.
During this time even more slimes began to emerge from the cave walls and join the fight. A bigger smile began to creep on his face as he sliced into the bouncing slimes.
A slime engulfed his left arm but he chopped it off with his axe and regrew it. Another slime engulfed his right arm but he bit it off with his large orc teeth. Nothing could stop this crazed chimera from honouring Skeggjöld.
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“Come on!” He screamed.
The constant slime army all leapt on him, he swung his around his head and cut them all in half.
The slimes were constantly pouring out of the walls and Morpheus knew he had to start on the giant slime. His stamina and mana wouldn’t keep up with his constant dodging and fighting.
He weakened the space around him and leaped in the air while spinning his axe. He created a large gash in the slime and the green liquid began to seep out. He bounced off the cave wall and slash the giant slime again.
The slime extended his body and caught his ankle as he flew over it. Morpheus quickly grew his wings but it wouldn’t let go and more of its body was making its way up to his thigh.
Morpheus brought his axe down by side and cut his leg clean off, covering the slime in his own blood.
Morpheus dropped back to the ground while trying to regrow his leg. Keeping his wings on while fighting drained his mana.
He hopped along the side of the lake, ducking and twisting his body to avoid the incoming slimes.
His leg finally regrew and he went back to whittling down the giant slime.
Thirty minutes went past again and the slime was covered with its own bodily fluid.
His mana and stamina were in the hundreds when he finally received a message.
Amazing! You have slain (Collective Slime, Bug Muncher, Level 189) For killing an enemy 90 levels above your own additional experience has been added.
Morpheus stuck his hand into giant slime and pulled his slightly dissolved leg out. Morpheus quickly flew back to the island, the slime bridge was thankfully half destroyed. He took off the boot and put it on his right foot, thankful he didn’t lose it.
He looked around the edges to see only a few slimes bouncing around the edge of the lake. He didn’t know why they suddenly stopped emerging from the wall but didn’t think too much of it. If their numbers weren’t increasing he had no reason to investigate further.
He leaned against what was left of the blossom tree and put his axe in his lap.
“Thank you Skeggjöld.” He said quietly.
His tattoo didn’t glow, he did what he said he was going to do Skeggjöld. He wondered if she meant for him to kill everything in the dungeon but someone how he felt that was impossible.
He pushed the thought aside and brought up his notifications.
You have levelled up Dance of Battle Level (E) (5)
You have levelled up Arcane Tuning Level (E) (2)
You have levelled up Arcane Blink Level (E) (2)
You have levelled up Battle Axe Mastery (E) (4)
Viking Blood Axe 889/10000
‘Congratulations’ you have levelled up Level (97) (1 stat point available)
‘Congratulations’ you have levelled up Level (98) (2 stat points available)
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Due to solo killing an enemy 90 levels above your own you have been given the title ‘Challenger IX’. +5 Vitality, +5 Strength, +5 Endurance.
Due to solo fighting against 500 enemies in an instance you have been awarded the title ‘One Against Many’. +10 Endurance.
He was pleased with his new titles and level increases. He put his two points in endurance, he had to focus on a stat.
Now he had to try and find a way out, in the dead man’s journal it said that there was an exit in the treasure room. He assumed that since he found a chest he was in the same And with the giant slime dead he was able to look around properly,
He honed in on Arcane Pulse as he rummaged through vegetation, and patted down the cave walls. He couldn’t find any whole of hole or entrance of sorts.
He looked up to the water fall again.
“It’s gotta be right?” He asked himself.
His video game senses were tingling, he had played his fair share of them to know someone was up with the waterfall.
Morpheus flew over to where the water cane out from, but he still couldn’t find anything.
He floated down to the middle of the waterfall and stuck his arm through. Arcane Pulse didn’t pick up anything beyond the water, so he examined it.
‘Arcane Laced Water’ This liquid is formed where there is a high density of arcane crystals or magic.
“That makes more sense then.” He said.
The Arcane Laced Water was somehow blocking the transmission from Arcane Pulse. He stuck both his hands through and then his head, and sure enough it was a cave.
“Fuck sake.” He said. Morpheus could of avoided fighting the giant slime.
The cold water poured over him as he flew through the waterfall. The bodily fluid from the slimes was rather sticky and got in places it shouldn’t be. He rubbed the water on his face and then his crotch, oh how Morpheus longed for a bath.
He landed on the cave floor and began walking through it, the sounds of his footsteps echoing around the cave.
He kept following the cave, multiple smaller ones sprouted off in all different directions but he kept on the same path.
He walked for another hour, and the hunger began to set it. He wouldn’t even think about eating the slimes.
The cave emerged into an enormous one, fifty metres high with natural rock pillars holding up the ceiling. The same green flowers littered the corners. Large circular holes were covering the sides and floor.
You have entered the dungeon ‘The Lesser Earth Wyrm’s Lair’
You have levelled up Fear Resistance Level (8)
He stopped his next step and a lump formed in his throat.
He squinted his eyes, trying to find a way out. Whatever an earth wyrm was he had no intentions of fighting it. All he wanted to do was to leave and find something to eat.
Morpheus eyes locked on to an exit with natural light coming out of it.
His eyes lit up and he was about to make a rush for it when the ground rumbled. He swallowed the lump that was stuck in his throat.
A wingless dragon shot out of one of the holes in the wall. He couldn’t see the end of its worm-like body, but what he could see was the head of a dragon. Along its body was brown and black scales matching the same colour on his head.
(Lesser Earth Wyrm, Level ?????)
You have levelled up Fear Resistance Level (9)
He gulped again, this beast was over level 400. People would refer to this monster as a behemoth.
The wyrm slowly slithered down in mid air to come face to face with Morpheus. The wyrm showed its teeth and let out a deep growl. It had large canines that curved around its mouth, each of them was the same size as Morpheus.
“Fuck it.”
Morpheus teleported directly behind it and ran like he never had done before. He didn’t even look behind him, but Arcane Pulse picked up the earth wyrm turning around to catch him. It’s body moved at an incredible rate for its size.
The natural sunlight hurt his eyes as he looked at the exit, it sloped at a steep angle upwards.
Morpheus grew his wings and shot forward weakening the space around him. The earth wyrm followed him, snapping at his ankles.
He could finally see the sky as he flew through the cave, he could feel the behemoth's hot breath on his neck.
He flew as fast as he could and he shot out of a mountain side. He glanced behind him, expecting the wyrm to not follow him. But what he saw was the giant brown head of the wyrm only a few metres away, it had followed him out and into the air. It’s body was so long it was still inside the cave.
Morpheus soiled himself and kept flying straight up, hoping the wyrm couldn’t actually fly.
He kept flying, he flew far into the clouds.
He glanced back with a side eye but the earth wyrm was nowhere to be seen and the young chimera could finally breath.
Morpheus couldn’t believe the power and size of the thing. It moved like lighting and the intense atmosphere surrounding it was incredible.
He didn’t actually realise where he was, he quickly pulled up his map. It was the mountains that he need to cross over to reach Port Sivence.
Far off in the distance he could see what looked to be a stone city in between a few mountains.
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