《the dungeon that made me》Chapter 10
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We had searched the dungeon for so long but we haven't seen anything that would help us kill the dungeon. That's when it hit me that dragons in myths hoard gold and legendary items so if there is something that could kill the dragon it would be in the dragon's den. We would use ourselves as bait to draw in the dragon while my skeletons searched its house. I wanted to take the dragon by surprise. I didn't want it to know I still had my memories back. Using my necromancy I could control one of my skeletons from a distance like it was my own body. In the dragon's den it was very dark. I used light magic to brighten up the room. When a room lit up it was like I was in a whole new place. It wasn't too hot and it wasn't too cold. We walked deeper into the den until we reached two paths. One side was very hot and the other was the same temperature. I went into the hot place and then I sent the other skeletons to the other side. Two steps in then the magic canceled and I lost contact with the skeleton. It was either the skeleton died or there was an anti magic circle that was placed there. All I know is that it alerted the dragon because it stopped attacking the house and started flying back to it’s house at full speed. I knew that if the dragon got back to its den then my plan would be all over. I sent all the skeleton that was around to attack the dragon. Sasha and I rushed out of the underground base and immediately attacked the dragon. We needed to stall the dragon for long enough we knew we couldn't kill the dragon so I used magic to attack the dragon. While Sasha used her dragon scale axe to attack it. The dragon pretty much ignored the attacks from us except from the once that could hurt it. We were barely able to distract it for 10 minutes. The skeletons put all the stuff in there in the inventory and we ran away. The dragon flew into its den completely ignoring the skeletons and ran into the hot room. We returned to the underground room. I immediately erased the tracking magic that the dragon was using to track us. Being able to scare that dragon put a smile on my face. When we got to the forge in the underground base I immediately began to look through the spatial magic. I was looking for something that could kill the dragon. The dragon had lots of stuff from gold to diamonds to rare gems; everything that was rare he had it. I rumbled through the space for about thirty minutes but there was nothing strong enough to kill the dragon. I was angry. I couldn't hold back my anger and I still couldn't kill the dragon. I couldn't hold back my anger and my mana began to spread all over the room. I was filled with kill intent. I was so angry I couldn't control myself. Then a bright light lit up behind me. It was just like the light before I got teleported. I ran towards it to see what it was. It was coming out of a huge golden box and it seemed to be reacting to my mana. I started adding more mana to it and started absorbing my mana over and over again. It kept on doing this for 30 minutes. It took 75% of my mana for it to finally stop. After it stopped absorbing my mana it started making a gear-like sound. After a few seconds the light came back before I knew it I was teleported to another place.
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