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I could hear the grinding of gears behind the walls and runes began to glow on floor beneath us.
More and more runes lit up and an enormous 20 feet tall flame elemental appeared. The elemental was made of pure flame with no flesh beneath. It's form was constantly shifting and flickering.
Info- Level 10 Flame Lord[Boss] Health[30000]Abilities- Flame burst[Level 2] Self-burst AOE 10feet range 20second cooldown
Fireball[Level 2]Target lock 20 feet range
Enrage at 10% health, deals 200% damage, 200%attack speed.
I was anxious to be done with this floor already so I made the executive decision to have each of us use a blizzard scroll.
We stood at the ready as the boss appeared and each of us activated our scrolls. Three blue spheres made of concentrated cold energy flew forth and slammed into the flame lord. The second they came in contact they exploded into a mighty maelstorm of ice that swirled throughout the elemental. The ice made the fire sizzle and steam, producing a cloud of vapor.
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard]
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-3000❄[Blizzard]
-3000❄[Blizzard] (0/30000hp)
The storm quickly dropped the bosses health, the ice destroying more and more of the elemental until it was nothing but steam.
Ding!
You have slain Level 10 Flame lord!
Gained 30000 experience! (184,000/180,000)
Ding!
You have leveled up! You are now level 7! Hit points increased!
*****
|| Flame core[Rare] - Would you like to roll?
Tide- 🎲 67
Thorn -🎲 pass
Olaf - 🎲 pass
- - - > Tide ||
|| Vial of Mercury[Rare]-Would you like to roll?
Tide-🎲 23
Thorn -🎲 pass
Olaf - 🎲 pass
- - > Tide ||
|| Ring of strength[Rare] + 30/strength-Would you like to roll?
Tide - 🎲 pass
Thorn -🎲 28
Olaf- 🎲 13
- - > Thorn ||
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After we rolled on the loot, the pedestal began to rise from the ground.
"Out of the way! Coming through! " Tide said as he ran to the pedestal frantically pulling out magical paper.
With a flourish of glee Tide began to trace the hieroglyph as fast as he could.
Olaf was curious and inspected the pedestal while he worked. He called out to me after a second, "Hey Thorn! Check this out! There is a little hole on the side, it could fit a key. "
I looked and saw that he was right, how did I not notice that before.
I quickly went to my inventory and pulled out the large silver key. I inserted it and it fit perfectly. I turned it and heard a soft click.
It didn't seem to do anything but then Tide screamed out in joy, "Holy shit! The hieroglyph came off! "
Indeed I looked and the top piece of the pedestal had detached itself and let loose the magical rune.
Tide received a notification.
Ding!
You have received Ancient Artifact-Hieroglyph of Elemental transfusion.
Tide ran around yelling in happiness, holding the hieroglyph like a newborn baby. He ran up and gave Olaf a hug, " I'm so glad you are here! Good job man! Hahaha!"
I smiled at his craziness as the entrance to the next floor opened up. This was indeed good news that would make everything so much easier.
I removed the large silver key and put it back in my inventory, surprised that it did not disappear.
"Calm down, lets go to the next floor. " I said as I moved on.
Tide halted his celebration and came through the doorway with the prince and down the stairwell to the next floor.
Like previously there were two Wind elementals blocking the way.
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With the hieroglyph we now had no shortage of Elemental transfusion scrolls and didn't have to save them. Tide reminded me that he would need to make more soul-stones on this floor, which I worked into the plan.
I enchanted my weapons with fire damage and did the same to Olaf's broadsword. I equipped the ring of strength and Olaf used his flame core to create yet another golem, bringing his total minions to three, two wind and one fire.
I rushed forward, dodging the wind bolt the elemental cast at me as I struck with rapid strikes.
Hit!Hit!Hit!
Extremely effective!(fire🔥)
You have dealt 5400 damage! (0/3000hp)
Ding! You have slain level 5 wind elemental! Gained 300 experience! (185,295/280,000)
Cleave activated!
Hit! You have dealt 1250 damage!(🔥)(1750/3000hp)
My main hand destroyed the elemental with the first few hits and did enough damage to activate cleave as my other three strikes hit with my off-hand.
Hit!Hit!Hit!
You have dealt 2000 damage! (0/3000hp)
Ding!
You have slain level 5 wind elemental! Gained 300 experience! (185,595/280,000)
With a flurry of movements I instantly killed the elementals.
"Damn man, let us do something.." Olaf complained.
I laughed, " Your gonna have to speed up cause I'm not slowing down. "
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