《Game Dungeon》Ch. 14 Welcome to Hell
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Ch. 14 Welcome to Hell
[Legendary Mission: The Fourteen Magical Elements.]
Description: Thru the Host connection to the world's will your memories of elements have been Analyzed, results of which show that host can understand all fourteen Elements. Using the Elemental Tree skill slowly learn to control all Elements.
Mission progress: 4/14
Reward: Mana Capacity:1500 and [Prismatic Elemental Barrier]: Allows the Core to protect itself from any Elemental attack and absorb it as mana.
Cooldown: 120 seconds.
Looking at the mission rewards I was happy to see an increase to total mana, the Barrier was also powerful though it seemed lackluster it means I can't die from one big attack as long as it's an Elemental one. I quickly tried to go into my Elemental tree icon, only to be stopped by the system.
[WARNING!! WARNING!! Invaders have entered the Host Dungeon]
I immediately take a look at my entrance my first three rooms are wide open with no separation between them so the invaders can see a seemingly straight hallway to feet in the water and feel safe, that is till they take their third step inside, the front line will most likely get destroyed and eaten by my slimes. I can't see beyond my very first room it's just a white blur this probably means that I can't see due to too much light or there are too many life auras... wait a minute.. huh... oops I forgot to put up light sources.
As Malpetios remember that people need light to see our invaders are not having fun.
Sir Satra we should have one of the Mages come and light the way for us, this Dungeon seems full of water, torches will be impossible to maintain.
Do you think those mages will do as I say and join us in a dangerous dungeon? They only listen to Sir Knights orders they think themselves priceless sense they have enough talent to someday be a lower noble. Satra looked down on their cowardly and Bootlicking behavior, that aside however this dungeon gave him a bad feeling almost like the dungeon wanted them dead.
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Looking around the entrance everything looks two orderly, the walls had many grooves and small holes from where water gently ran across the floor cover in what look like two feet of water, the middle had a small river where all the gentle streams of water accumulated. The whole room gave the feeling you were stepping into a well-planned sewer the eerie sounds of water in the darkness making things worse. Seeing his troops starting to get cold feet he immediately ordered the front line to advance slowly, They took a step into the cold waters stretching their shield and torch forward as nothing happen they continued.
When the troops started to fork out around the river in the middle, right as they took their third step, the two soldiers closest to it slipped and fell forward in their heavy armour and stretched out hands not giving them time to hold to something falling into the river, the other soldiers had it worse many of them stepped on the slippery cut stone angle at thirty degrees the whole weight of there advanced crushed their heels, forcing the soldiers to recoil backward dropping there lights or worse continued the forward momentum and have there knees crush from a reverse thirty degrees stone slab.
Satra was dumbfounded, thirty of his men had crushed their legs and were unable to hold onto something that wasn't slippery to escape back. Knowing that they will drown even with two feet of water with useless legs he called the second line to snap out of it and support them, however before they could rescue them a soldier screaming could be heard from the river now color red from the men's bloody fractured bones. Satra quickly looked at the red river barely visible in this dark cave and was horrified to see one of his men being dragged deeper into the dark passage by numerous tentacles, small and large bloody holes could be seen on the soldier's armor like something sharp tried to skewer him but dodge, however, he was the lucky one a second body could be seen dragged by the tentacles with a giant hole on its head a slime making it it's home.
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Satra nearly threw up, the echoes of water splashing with the cries of help of the screaming soldiers broke the men's will, He quickly ordered the archers to shoot the tentacles this however was impossible not only were there two many of them but the cave was just too dark to aim properly, the sounds of screaming ended as the water was tossed around and it all became quiet again. After the soldiers were rescued we found seven dead from smashing their head on the hidden edges of the stone slabs and four dragged thru the water and got skewer or drown.
We are retreating! This god-forsaken Dungeon is much more dangerous than we originally thought, grab the wounded and move to camp now! However as they tried to escape in panic thru the water more slime tentacles started to come out from the very front of the stone slabs, infuriated that such pathetic creatures had cost the death of four of their brothers the men quickly tried to kill them. The seemingly easy task became a problem with nearly seven-hundred men compacted together, given the slimes time to quickly slip between their armor and started to eat their lower calf, some of the men covered their body in red energy there muscles growing three sides over and releasing steam this started to kill the slimes inside his armor but it also boiled the water around him the other Fire affinity warriors did not care but the other's especially the Water Element soldiers started to have there armor melt, while they used their Element to counter the heat they dropped the soldiers they were charged to patch up using Elemental Water Healing.
The slimes on the river took this chance to drag another thirteen soldiers to the water there screaming and pleading alarming more of them to turn and shuffle accidentally pushing people to the water, were more slimes happily greeted them with a hug of death. Many of the soldiers pulled to the water started to use their Element to protect their bodies, the Fire soldiers killed many slimes as he was pulled but died being skewer by the stone spikes, the water soldiers control the water around them to push themselves to the surface while crushing any slimes inside of them however the gentle water stream was now an aggressive torrent that a Rank zero soldier had no chance to overpower.
The Wind and Earth had it the worst, Wind pushed the water away only making the man fall faster while the remaining stone spikes finished him up, Earth on the other hand crushed many spikes making them useless but drown under the increased weight of their Earth Armor not that the slimes would let them go either way. The soldiers started to panic and run outside not willing to stay there any longer, while they ran many of the soldiers that couldn't remove the slimes from their armor could not walk anymore their bodies slowly dragged into the water there arms and legs held tightly.
Back outside, Satra was breathing disorderly what... what kind of Dungeon is this.
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