《Nomad Dungeon》Chapter 22 - The Terror of a C-Ranker, is scarier when angered
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I am now traveling with Elina, an Elf, but so far she is drawing her own blood into her cup.
Now that I think back on it, it may just be Pride trying to get a supply of fresh blood regardless of what I want.
"I hear vampires prefer Virgin blood, I am a Virgin so please drink up" ( Elina )
She hands this cup to me and heals herself up with a healing spell.
This aroma..., just smelling it is provoking me to pour it down my throat all in one go.
However as always, Pride activates, but even if it didn't Serene Mind is properly dealing with my urges so I would be able to handle this smell just fine.
Handling and sipping the Blood like its tea, OK, I admit it Pride this scene would be beautiful enough for it to be captured into a painting.
"!!!" ( Alicia )
"Miss Alicia!?, is something wrong with my blood!?" ( Elina )
Nothing is wrong with the drink, but something just had to happen to my Dungeon.
"Its nothing you need to concern yourself with, I left that place because I knew one would show up sooner or later." ( Alicia )
Elina is confused, well, of course, I didn't give you enough context.
"A C-Rank has arrived at that Dungeon. I built that place to rest and shoo those riff raffs away, however, they just kept coming." ( Alicia )
"aah" ( Elina )
Having understood me, she can only let out a pained smile.
"Did you leave any treasures in that dungeon?" ( Elina )
"Only one, Dungeon Collapse." ( Alicia )
I have prepared enough DP to ensure a Remote Dungeon Collapse and I am ready to activate it at any time.
Elina however stares at me in disbelief.
"You expect me to reward people who disturb my peace?" ( Alicia )
"I didn't expect that rather..." ( Elina )
She seems hesitant to speak like it might become a touchy subject.
"Aren't you concerned all your hard work just be swept away?" ( Elina )
Oh, all that work, although it did cost quite a bit, it's not that much to me. In fact, I needed to hold a lot back else, I would be DP broke.
"If you are talking about my work of shooing people away, you are mistaken. That to me doesn't even qualify as hard work, just putting some paultry scraps together" ( Alicia )
Leaving Elina's shocked appearance behind I focus my attention on that C-Ranker.
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He looks just like a Paladin, with white armor, blond hear, blue eyes and handsome to the point it's easy to imagine girls swarming to him with guys cursing out loudly.
RIAJUU GO EXPLODE!!!
HAAAA!?, ???, don't know what just came over me.
Wow, he is down below already at my First Gate of wisdom....
Eh? wait where is it?
My gate of wisdom?
Ah, just caught sight of him destroying my second gate of wisdom.
I know it wasn't much effort to make but did you still have to shatter them like glass!?
He just keeps smashing them, WHY!?
I still had so many riddles to drive people back with...
ah since he is heading down. Move dungeon core from bottom level to top level.
I'll have you experience what's it like to suffer from No sense of direction.
He made it to the next floor.
You enter in and find 3 identical paths in each direction.
But that is the same with every single branching paths.
There is no Pattern, No riddle, No Key, just pick a path and hope you get to the next floor.
Feel as though you have lost your way in this endless maze.
Oh, he is picking a path, let's see, yep it would take a long time to get to the next floor.
Now he is rushing through this place, well no matter you went in the wrong direction, you'll find yourself back at the start soon enough, wow he really is fast, already back at the start.
hehehe, now sufferrrrrwWAIT!!!!!!!!!!
STOP THAT!!!
Ah, he is destroying every single wall now, seriously, Brute-forcing your way through means you are just bland and lazy.
Why can't dungeons have immune and invincible walls, to keep people like these from breaking their way through?
I need to make more countermeasures for brute forcers like him, in the future.
On to the next floor, you muscle brain cheater.
This one is one I particularly like for its usage of a specialized viscous liquid.
It's superior to what's used to flood the room at the Gates of Wisdom.
To proceed.
YOU.
NEED.
TO.
SWIM.
IN.
IT.
After all, the entrance to the next floor is in a small cave under all of this.
AHAHAHA, you're afraid right? you have to swim in this sticky liquid.
Now, please take your time, since if you take it too fast, this liquid may semi-permanently attach itself to you.
Now then, Have fun ( ^ e ^ )
I turn my attention back to my body.
"Miss Alicia, if that is true, then all of those riddles..." ( Elina )
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"Calm yourself, those riddles are some of the best I could think of, it doesn't take much effort to implement." ( Alicia )
"*sigh*, that's a relief" ( Elina )
For a moment there It felt like she was looking at me like I was some sort of Monstrosity.
"Ah, I also needed to ask, how big is your dungeon?" ( Elina )
"9 floors, 4 floors above and below with the entrance acting as the central floor." ( Alicia )
"In that case, everyone should be able to get out alive." ( Elina )
Caring for those who don't relate to her?
"Ah, I'm only concerned with the ones I know, after all, death is likely everywhere one goes, they just need to keep their guard up, and I can't concern myself with those unrelated else it will only make things worse for me." ( Elina )
Did she just read my mind?
I can only show a confused face when she answered.
But from what she said, seems like she has experienced a lot.
"I'm sorry, I get that 'idiot who is concerned for everyone unrelated to her' look quite often so I answered instinctively, ehehe" ( Elina )
"..."
An awkward silent permeates between us, I turn my attention back to the C-Ranker.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Now that's Hilarious, You are stuck to the wall.
You swam too fast, got out an rested by the wall, didn't you?
AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
I need to note this down, use this kind of area for Muscle Brain Cheaters.
Oya? Do you want to take the armor off? TOO LATE!, That Armor and everything underneath is semi-permanently stuck to you!!!
oh, ah you need to go to the bathroom, but with all that stuck onto you, you can't.
Tearing it off? TRY IT, this SUPER GLUE is AWESOME, prepare to lose a bit of skin when you do.
How does it feel!?, Muscle Brain Cheater! you are now getting your Just Deserts!?
Ah, he tore himself from the wall, taking with him a large portion of it.
Heh, you tumbled yourself into the lake of glue, now then keep trying, if you don't take it slow, this stuff is just gonna build up, and it might even turn from semi-permanent to permanent.
Oh getting out again, like I said you need to take it slow, haaaa, you're gonna get glued to the floor now.
He crawled out of the lake, well, this liquid is heavier than water, so it should be weighing you down a bit.
uwah...He got stuck in the doggy position on the floor, wow, how embarrassing...
"UUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" ( Paladin? )
He breaks off with pieces of the floor stuck to him, what's with that roar? a roar of strength? trying to be like some battle hungry veggie warriors?
Ah, his eyes are bloodshot, now then please leave, if you don't want to suffer anymore.
uuuuh, I'm starting to see some dark aura surrounding you, what the hell? You are supposed to be a paladin right?
uugh, I'm starting to feel sick.
I see him draw his sword, he begins chanting.
"HA" ( Paladin? )
The room was cut, by his sword.
He slashed his way to the entrance to the next floor.
Brute-forcing your way till the very end, well then I'll add a bit of punishment.
I generate what I would like to call Hyper Glue just above your sword, splashing it with this glue.
Oh, he doesn't notice it and promptly sheaths it. Good Luck ever pulling your sword back out.
Now then onto the next room.
the Room where my Core was.
Having only a sign reading:
' (';^e^;') Wrong side, Go the Other Way, Have Fun (';^e^;') '
...
um...why are you just staring at the sign?
ugh, a lot of Dark Aura is coming out now, surrounding him and even making him look like a Demon.
ah, he went to draw his sword, Too Bad, My Hyper glue works almost instantaneously, by staring at the sign, you have given my glue precious time to complete itself as a bonding agent.
It should be fully hardened by now, sooo, Too Bad, So Sad.
Yep, he is unable to draw it, hehehe. Maybe you should think twice before brute-forcing your way through.
"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ( Paladin? )
GUH!?
----
What the hell? It's not painful like when Elina Invaded my first home but I'd much rather that than this!!
It feels like I'm looking at a disaster, having thoughts only to give in and surrender to this disaster.
Like I'm up against mother nature.
He disappears from my view.
ah, my view has completely shut off like turning into a black screen. Which means... He Destroyed My Core!?
I confirmed that I can no longer feel my connection to it.
Is this really just a C-Rank?
----
I begin feeling terrified, if it used this power at the start, or arrived any sooner, I would be Dead.
Let's make a note here, never anger a C-Rank.
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