*Blink-Blink*
'Hmm... As expected I can't see anything.' Leon thought as he looked ahead and noticed that nothing was visible in his view.
[Restructuring Eyes]
Suddenly Leon's pupils turned into vertical slits, very similar to a cat's eyes and his vision cleared up instantly.
The mist cleared upto 80% from his vision and Leon finally saw the third floor's gate. It was completely similar to the one he saw in the illusion.
Unlike the second floor, there was no door on it and it was completely open.
Leon walked inside the room and noticed a very terrifying and chilly atmosphere inside.
'What the hell?' Leon spoke inwardly as he looked around the room and noticed that it was completely empty with absolutely no monsters inside.
'Lesarath was right, there is nothing here other than the mist.' He thought as he looked around the room in order to find the door to the next floor.
"Are you looking for something?" Suddenly a voice came from behind.
Leon immediately turned around and noticed a figure standing behind him that was made out of mist.
Without wasting another second, he verified that he wasn't inhaling the mist.
'How? I am not even breathing it in. How is it-'
"Don't worry, Leon Luster. I am not an illusion. This is my real form, hehehe..." She spoke with an evil smile.
Leon stare at the unusually thick mist at his side before he raised his finger towards the mist as he used it to write the letters on the surface.
("What the hell do you want?")
Leon wrote with a neutral expression while moving his other hand over his mouth and nose making sure that mist doesn't get inside.
"How about you breathe a little and then we talk?" She replied.
("You really think I am some kind of dumbass, don't you?") Leon wrote again with a straight face.
"Hah... Why do you have to be so stubborn? Your small pet was really obedient you know? He ate and reproduced like crazy inside my illusions."
("That's why he is a pet.") Leon wrote with a neutral expression.
"Ah... Arrogance, there is something I like about you." The mist spoke.
("Yeah? What's that?") Leon wrote on the mist as he started moving once again searching for the exit door.
"I don't know... I think I have fallen in love with you since you are the first one to survive my illusions and you even pushed me out of your body.
I have to say, you are something and that too while being a lowly human being."
("Thank you for the appreciation, talking white cloud.") Leon write with a neutral expression as he continued to look around the room.
"I don't understand... I can give you the easiest life ever possible to a human being like you and yet you choose to suffer in pain.
Don't you want joy? I have seen suffering in your memories and it's just so much. Breathe me in and let me heal you."
("No.")
Did she only see that old memories and nothing else.
"Fine... What do you want?" The mist asked.
("I don't want anything from you. It's you who wants my consciousness and life. Why do you even want to take over my mind, when you only think of me as a lowly human being?") Leon write with a confused expression when he noticed a huge skeleton of an unknown monster lying in one corner of the room.
The skeleton was very similar to a giant human's skeleton, except it had three skulls.
"That's a Frobolusent's skeleton. He was teleported to this room around five hundred years before you. Wanted to gather knowledge... I gave him all the knowledge I had, he wrote it all down and then surrendered himself to me." The mist explained.
'Why is she being so coorporative.' Leon walked closer and noticed a leather bag lying besides him.
*Pick*
Leon picked it up without wasting another second after checking and inside the bag was a very thick journal.
*Thud-Thud*
Leon dusted the journal and opened it only to notice that most of the information on the pages is covered in dust as well.
"Don't bother reading it... You won't be able to understand the language. Frobolusents speak and write a very different and ancient language.
I have his memories and it will still take me some time to read it."
As soon as Leon looked at the unknown language, he knew it was impossible for him to read it even with the skill [Translate]
("Read it for me...") Leon wrote with a neutral expression on the mist as he look at the screen.
[ [Buff] is activated]
'So, it would work even when I am just writing? That is good.'
"Hmm...?" The mist voice her confusion as Leon stopped mid sentence.
("... and I will breathe.") He completed the sentence.
"Wait... What?"
("You heard me. Read it for me and I will breathe.") Leon wrote again with a neutral expression as he looked at the mist.
"If knowledge was what you wanted. You should've just told me that before, show me what you want me to read." The mist spoke as she got ready to read the journal immediately.
Leon showed her the first page of the journal.
"It says... Something about him sneaking into the dungeon through a hidden passage to gain knowledge about superior magic or something.
It says that he was teleported to the eighth floor by a green crystal and then he used it to travel to the sixth floor and then to this floor.
There is also a mention of some kind of monster but that information is barely visible." She spoke in a confused tone.
Leon immediately turned the page over...pointing at it.
"Hmm... This page tells about the dungeon's layout and how every floor has stairs before the monster room actually comes.
No magic works on the stairs and after that the writing is not understandable."
*Flip*
Leon immediately flipped to the next page...
The mist continued to explain everything to him as he kept flipping pages one after another.
Twenty minutes later...
*Close*
Leon closed the journal and palced it inside his inventory as he also store the memore on the [Data Manager].
("Well... I will get going now. Thanks you have helped me too much.") Leon write with a neutral expression as he began to move.
"W-What? What do you mean by that? You have to breath now and let me get inside you." The mist spoke in a worried tone.
("No.") Leon wrote on the mist as he continued to walk towards the exit door.
"But you said you would breathe..."
("I lied. I will be back in two minutes...just wait for me patiently.")
"That's why I called you humans lowly life forms. You are pathetic bastards. You can't even be held responsible for your own words." The mist started cursing Leon as she felt betrayed for trusting a human's word.
'You have lived for so many hears but you still fall for the most basic trick.' Leon commented inwardly.
-x-X-x-
*Zzzzzzzzz*
Dusk was sprawled across the twenty-seventh stair, his chest rising and falling in a deep, peaceful rhythm as he dreamed of endless feasts and feline companions.
*THUD*
"WHAT THE-!?" Dusk shrieked, his fur standing on end as he scrambled into a defensive crouch, claws unsheathed and eyes blown wide at the sudden impact.
Through the thinning remnants of the vapor, he saw a familiar figure. Leon sat heavily on the stone, his chest heaving slightly as he exhaled the last of the stale air he'd been holding.
Without a word, Leon reached into his inventory, pulled out the Frobolusent's journal, and flipped it open with practiced urgency.
"M-Master...? You are back?" Dusk asked, his posture still not relaxing.
"Don't get scared, it's the real me. You aren't inside an illusion," Leon replied distractedly, his eyes scanning the ancient text.
'I made her read some of its pages, watching her read the pages gave me the context I needed. I've deciphered enough of the dialect to make sense of this mess and enough to used [Translate].' Leon thought with a neutral expression.
He turned to the thirty-seventh page and began used [Translate]
[Day 7]
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It's been a while since I entered this Dungeon, it seems very huge and has many floors. There are creatures here far more stronger than us Frobolusents, and I am on the 8th floor right now or that's what the voice in my head is saying.
The voice in my head guided me to this dungeon and now it's telling me everything about what floor this is and what kind of creatures live here. It says that this is the 8th floor and the creatures living here are called, Valu-mecent mongers.
The voice says I should stay away from them and only move when they aren't looking at me. It says they can't see still objects, and if they saw me moving, I will die instantly.
_____________________________________
"Valu-mecent mongers... Interesting," Leon whispered, his thumb catching the edge of the page to flip it.
[Day 10]
___________________________________
It's already day ten... I have used two out of three green crystals to come to the fourth floor. I don't know how long I will be able to hold myself. I haven't eaten anything in three days and there is this mist coming out of the room that keeps calling me towards her.
The voice in my head is warning me to not go near the mist or it will consume me, but I am hungry and my mind is not working at all. I think using the last crystal to go back to the 8th floor is the wisest choice right now, but then it makes my purpose nil.
If I walked out of this dungeon without a solution for the Trulao-himsta, my race will be wiped out of existence. I have to keep exploring and find out more about this dungeon and the creatures that live in it.
The voice says the solution is in here somewhere.
______________________________________
'Trulao-himsta? Is that some kind of plague or disease he was trying to cure?' Leon's brow furrowed. 'And what is that voice? It doesn't seem like the mist's trickery if it was actively guiding him away from danger.'
He paused, a discrepancy gnawing at him.
'The floor numbers... he says he's on the 4th floor, but we're on the 3rd. Lesarath said the Mongers were on the 7th, but this guy says the 8th. Does that mean there's another level above the resting area, or has the dungeon shifted over time?'
He turned to the next entry.
[Day 11]
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I walked into the room of the mist even though the voice inside my head kept warning me. The mist entered inside my mind and created some really serious illusions, I had food and I was back at home, no one was dying and everyone was happy.
But it didn't last long... The voice inside my head overpowered her and woke me up from the illusion.
As soon as I woke up, I felt hunger once again and all of my memories rushed back into my head, even the painful ones.
The mist started talking to me as I was writing this. I thought it was an illusion, but it wasn't.
That's when she offered me a deal. She offered me knowledge... She said she knows everything about the dungeon and will tell me about it, if I surrender myself to her.
I accepted.
__________________________________
Leon's fingers flew through the following pages. They were no longer personal entries, they were dense, clinical observations.
Maps of traps, biological weaknesses of monsters on some floors, and shortcuts through the dark, the Frobolusent has traded his soul for a dungeon guide.
Finally, Leon reached the final entry on the last page.
[Day 20]
_____________________________________
I am definitely losing my strength and my senses. The voice in my head is shouting and telling me to get out of here.
It says it can save me, but do I want to be saved? I don't know the answer to this.
Something is wrong with my mind... It's ignoring all the warnings of the voice and only wants pleasure now, that the mist has already promised me. I have written down everything about this dungeon in this journal and wish that someone from my tribe finds it and brings back the solution to my kingdom.
The time estimation of my kingdom no, my race's survival is around eight hundred years from today. I don't know if you are from my kingdom or even from my race, but if you are reading this... I give you the responsibility to take back this book and hand it over to the king of my kingdom.
If you are not from my race and bring back this book to my kingdom... We will share something very precious with you, the recipe to make the most powerful elixir in this world, {The Crimson Flame Elixir}.
My name is Oder and I belong to the Kinhuna Kingdom. This was my life's purpose and I have completed it.
Now... I give up.
__________________________________
Leon closed the book, the heavy thud echoing in the quiet stairwell. He looked down at the mist he had just fooled, then back at the journal.
*Ting*
[SUB-QUEST DETECTED!!]
[Name: Oder's Quest]
[Rank: B]
[Description: Take Oder's journal back to Kinhuna Kingdom and hand it over to them.]
[Reward: Recipe to {The Crimson Flame Elixir}]
[Sub-Reward: Specific clue for the Quest {Find and Fix}]
[Time limit: 178 Years]
[Would you like to accept the Quest ?] [Yes/No ?]
'The Crimson Flame Elixir,' Leon thought to himself. 'Eight hundred years... I wonder if there's anything left of your kingdom to claim that reward, Oder.'
[QUEST ACCEPTED!!]
-x-X-x-
Leon placed the journal back into his inventory and stood up, his gaze hardening as he looked down at the white expanse below.
"Master... are you going back in?" Dusk asked, his voice laced with confusion.
"Yes... I need to find something," Leon replied with a neutral expression.
He then took in a massive, lung-expanding breath, centered his mind, and leaped back into the white abyss.
"HUP..."
...
*THUD*
The moment his boots hit the stone floor inside the room, his body reacted. The familiar, prickling sensation of his passive skill took over his eyes.
His pupils elongated into vertical slits, the golden irises flaring as his vision pierced through the heavy white shroud. The room, previously a wall of static white, began to reveal its skeletal structure once more.
"Well, would you look at that? Who's back... Oh, it's that human whose words hold no value," the mist's voice drifted through the air, vibrating with a mocking edge.
("Don't be so sad... You aren't the only bitch that I lied to,") Leon wrote on the mist's surface as his eyes darted across the ceiling.
"I didn't know humans were such lowly creatures, lying for their own benefit," she hissed, her tone shifting toward annoyance.
You really don't know much.
("They are the lowest of the low. Lying is like the most wrong thing they do after being born,") Leon countered. Suddenly, his eyes locked onto a faint, emerald luminescence.
High atop one of the six massive pillars supporting the vaulted ceiling, a small green glow pulsed rhythmically.
("The third crystal... How did you even put it up there?") Leon wrote, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Hey... That's not yours to take," the mist warned, her form swirling aggressively around the pillar.
Leon didn't hesitate.
He coiled his muscles, sinking into a low crouch before exploding upward with the full power of his mana-strengthened legs.
He soared into the air, reaching for the pillar, but despite the enhancement, gravity claimed him before he could cover even a quarter of the vertical distance.
*Thud.*
Leon fixed his posture as he landed back on the floor, the impact vibrating through his shins.
"Hahahaha... What a failure you are! Couldn't even jump properly," the mist cackled, her voice echoing off the walls. "Did your parents tell you that you are nothing but a disappointment to them?"
Leon ignored the taunts, his mind working through the physics of the room.
He turned and started running back toward the exit of the chamber.
"Where are you running to now?" the mist asked, her voice tinged with genuine confusion.
Leon didn't answer. He stepped out onto the clear stairs, took a fresh, deep lungful of air to reset his internal clock, and assumed a professional sprinter's starting stance.
'All this running around is making me burn through my oxygen faster than I thought,' he reflected, his heart had started hammering against his ribs.
'But I need that crystal to reach the seventh floor. I can't spend the rest of my life in this stupid place. I have both quest items, getting out as fast as possible is the only wise move. I can't even find the door to the third floor anyway.'
'Here goes...'
Leon erupted into a sprint, his boots thundering against the stone.
*Step-Step-Step-Step-Step-Step-Step.*
He hit the threshold of the mist-filled room at full tilt, his momentum building until he felt like a projectile.
"Where are you going ?" the mist shrieked, manifesting a ghostly face directly in his path.
Leon didn't flinch, he tore straight through the spectral image, the white vapor parting around his frame.
'Wait... Where am I going?'
The thought struck him mid-stride. He skidded to a halt, his boots screeching against the floor as a far more efficient idea sparked in his mind.
*SCREAACH*
"Hmm...?" The mist hovered nearby, her "face" twisted in a look of bewilderment.
'What the hell am I running for? When I can just do this...'
'Threads.'
With a flick of his wrist, invisible strings of mana lashed out from his fingertips. They snaked through the air, climbing the pillar with supernatural speed until they reached the glowing emerald.
The threads coiled around the crystal like a viper. With a sharp, practiced jerk, Leon ripped the stone from its perch.
*Catch*
He snatched the falling crystal out of the air. It was heavy, its facets obscured by a thick layer of ancient dust.
"You know, it's not a good thing to steal someone else's property," the mist spoke, her voice dropping back to a neutral, chilling calm.
Leon used his hand to clean the grime from the surface before using his skill.
[Name: Checkpoint Crystal]
[Rank: S]
[Description: A special crystal that can only be found inside specific types of dungeons after killing monsters. These crystals have a drop rate of less than 15%, once dropped, they are bound to that floor as its checkpoint. They can be broken to instantly return to that specific floor.]
[Bound Floor: 8th Floor]
[Note: Checkpoint Crystal will not work once outside the dungeon.]
'Wait...' Leon's eyes narrowed. 'If these only drop when killing monsters on a specific floor, how did Oder have a crystal bound to this floor while he on the 8th floor ? Only the mist lives here. How did he get a checkpoint for a floor where there are no monsters.'
He pushed the inconsistency aside for now. There was no time for a history lesson.
"Well... What are you going to do now? Go to the 8th floor?" the mist asked.
Leon grunted in response, turning toward the exit without a second glance.
"Wait... I will make a deal with you," the mist's voice suddenly changed. It was no longer mocking or annoyed, it was desperate.
("If this deal includes any part where I am supposed to breathe you in, then I am already out,") Leon wrote quickly, his pace never slackening.
"No... It's not that. I want you to take me with you."
'What?'
Leon stopped dead. He turned back, his expression one of pure confusion.
"If you are going to the 8th floor... Take me with you." The mist replied.
("Two questions... How would I do that ? And why would I do that ?") Leon wrote with a neutral expression.
"Alskar furinots yoilkinis tohora..." The mist started chanting in an unknown language and as soon as her chants were completed a whirring sound came from the the middle of the room.
*Click-Click-Click-Click-Click-Click*
*ZRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
Suddenly the floor opened up and a purple glowing hexagonal crystal came floating out.
Without wasting another second, Leon used his skill on it.
[Name: Crystal of Ilirai]
[Rank: SS]
[Level: 365]
[HP: 1000000/1000000]
[MP: 4075439/5000000]
[Description: Crystal of Ilirai is a rare artifact created by an unknown dark mage centuries ago, that produces the Mist of Ilirai, these mists have incredible illusion powers and they can easily take over anyone's senses. Crystal of Ilirai when left alone for a long time in a mana rich environment can gain conscious and become sentient.]
("It's your core...") Leon wrote with a serious expression, while complaining inwardly.
"Yes, many centuries ago... I was created by someone that I don't remember clearly but I think he was a dark mage, I was created as a tools to vanquish his enemies.
He used me to create illusions in his enemies' minds and then kill them, but then one day he discovered this dungeon.
It used to be a very small and lower tier dungeon at that time. He cleared the dungeon with my help as I created illusions in the monster's minds and he killed them easily-"
("I don't have too much time... Can you increase the speed ?") Leon wrote with a bored expression.
"Yes... When he was returning out of the dungeon with the rare treasures and artifacts, I fell out of the stack.
The dungeon closed and he never came back for me... I mean why would he ? He can just make another one, but I gained consciousness as the dungeon pulled in mana from the environment and started regenerating.
Monsters started coming in and made home here. I was absorbed by the dungeon floor and kept absorbing mana for centuries until I heard the voice.
The voice of the dungeon master... He said that every monster living in this dungeon will now be locked into their floors and work as the floor guardians, if anyone dared to leave their floor... They will be executed immediately.
On every floor, there were two or more races of monsters living... some decided to stay peaceful and protect the floor in unison and flourish together under the mana rich environment.
Some decided to wipe out their competitors and have everything for themselves. On this floor, there were two races Arclimines and Frulotrics.
Both of them were each other's arch enemies and they kept fighting all the time until one day..."
("You decided to wipe both of them out, using your illusions and tactical advantages.") Leon wrote as a smile appeared over his face.
"...yes." the mist replied in a neutral tone.
"I wiped them out and went back to sleep once again. The dungeon didn't treated me like a monster it treated me as if I am one of it's parts.
The dungeon master didn't knew anything about me as long as my core is in touch with the dungeon, I can see everything, on every floor except the second floor. I don't why, I can see it.
I observed many fights, many betrayals and many feasts over the years but after a few more centuries, everything became too calm and the dungeon master went into a deep slumber inside his tomb.
But I didn't wanted to go back to sleep... I wanted to explore and see what was outside the dungeon.
That's when the Frobolusent showed up and I decided to take him under my Illusions and use his body to get out of the dungeon, but there was something in his mind that pushed me out and cancelled out my illusions.
But after making the deal with him and giving him all the information about the dungeon, when he finally gave himself to me... I tried to use his body to carry my crystal back to the 8th floor and out of this dungeon, but he was too weak until then.
His body couldn't even move, no matter how good or bad illusions I created in his mind-"
("Then I showed up and you tried to break me with your illusions until I gave in to the pleasure, so you can try the same thing with my body.
But when you noticed that I have found out the way to get out of here, you decided to make a deal instead of trying to cut deals and manipulating.")
"Yes..."
("What do I get in return for taking you out of this dungeon ?") Leon wrote with a neutral expression.
"My loyalty..." The mist spoke.
("Yeah sure. I believe you one hundred percent, now I will be on my way out.") Leon wrote with a straight face as he started walking away immediately.
"Fine, Fine, Fine... Wait !!" The mist spoke in a hurried tone.
Leon turned towards the mist's with a confused expression.
"Cut your finger and drop your blood on the crystal." She replied.
("Please do tell me why I should do that ? And give me an explanation where the words trust and believe me is not used.") Leon question with a neutral expression.
"The mage who created me, made sure that I don't run out of control and cast illusions on him as well, so he made a system where the one blood bound to the crystal will not get affected by my illusions.
If you can't believe that, then just go...I don't have anything else." She explained.
("Okay. I will believe in you but just to be safe I will place it here.") Leon wrote as he pulled out a bomb seal enchanted bead from his pocket and placed it directly under the crystal.
("If you can really see everything that's happening in this dungeon then you must know what this little guy is capable of doing.
Something happens to me after dropping my blood on that crystal, this bead will explode and seeing the hit points on this crystal I am pretty sure none of us will survive the explosion.") Leon continue with a neutral expression.
"What kind of human are you? You are ready to sacrifice yourself just to stop something that you aren't even sure about ? Are all the humans like you ?"
("Might as well sacrifice myself, instead of letting you have the control.") Leon wrote before pulling his hand back as he cutted his finger with his finger and a drop of his blood fell over the crystal.
[Blood Bound has been detected !!]
[Would you like to be Blood Bound with {Crystal of Ilirai} ?]
[Note: Once Blood Bound, {Crystal of Ilirai} won't be able to cast any spells on you, neither attacking spells nor helpful skills.]
'Bind.' Leon command inwardly.
-x-X-x-
Outside the room, Fourth floor...
Dusk is walking back and forth on the twenty-seventh stair with a worried expression on his face.
'Hmm... It's been a while since master went in there. I heard some running steps and stone cracking sounds as well. Should I check up on-' Before dusk could've completed his thoughts, he noticed something moving in the mist on the twenty-nineth stair.
"Master-" Dusk spoke in a low voice as he saw Leon coming out of the mist, but what shocked him was that Leon was breathing it in without hesitation.
His eyes were completely white and he was walking in a strange way.
"I have to kill the black cat..." Leon spoke as he pulled out the Nyxter and started walking towards Dusk.
"Fuck... Master inhaled the mist. I have to save him." Dusk spoke with a serious expression as assumed a defensive stance and started thinking of ways.
"Pfttt...haha... Look at your face." Leon spoke as he started laughing loudly while pointing towards dusk.
"M-Master ?" Dusk asked with a confused and scared expression as he couldn't understand what was happening.
"Dusk, meet our new companion." Leon replied with a neutral expression as his eyes returned back to normal and all the white mist left is body at once.
"What a good pet you are." The mist spoke as she walked upto dusk in a human like cloud form.
"What the-" Dusk immediately stopped breathing as he noticed the mist walking up the stairs.
"Don't worry, Dusk. She won't take over your mind now. I have her crystal blood bound to me." Leon replied with a smile as he showed him the crystal.
"What if you are in her illusion and doing this to trap me, master ?" Dusk asked his guard still up.
"Fine, oi... Go back inside the crystal." Leon commanded.
"Yes, Master." She replied as all the white mist around them started to get sucked into the purple crystal.
In just a few seconds nothing remained.
Dusk looked at this and immediately let out his breathe.
"Fuuuu~ Master... You scared me." He spoke in a low voice.
"Don't worry too much, Dusk. We are getting out of this dungeon." Leon spoke as he pulled out the checkpoint crystal from his pocket.
"What's that, master ?" Dusk asked with a confused expression.
"This thing will teleport us to the 8th floor and we will exit from there." Leon replied with a neutral expression.
"Understood master." Dusk replied with a neutral expression.
"Come near me and touch my leg, so you can get teleported with me." Leon spoke as he walked forward and grabbed the world tree's plant.
"Yes, Master." Dusk replied as he immediately walked upto Leon and touched his left leg with his paw.
"Let's get the fuck out of here..." Leon spoke as he grabbed the crystal tightly and broke it.
*Crack*
*Zoooooop*
As soon as the crystal broke, Dusk and Leon both disappeared from the fourth floor.
...
Eighth Floor,
*Zoooooop*
Leon and Dusk re-appeared on the stairs of the eight floor.
"Hmm...?" Leon immediately looked around and noticed that the stairs were completely identical to the previous floor, but the floor's gate was different.
Unlike the previous two gates he saw... This one was very different, the gate's door was made out of crimson red colour and there was a sigil on the gate, two demon faces looking away from each other diagonally.
"Intresting..." Leon spoke in a low voice as he noticed that several noises were coming from behind the door.
As he got a little closer to the door, he heard the sounds clearly.
"Aghrjdbshnsudhebsudjdgsushbs...."
"Hdjdjismsjdjs sudjdbisjdb sudjdbsj dusjsbaoidbs...."
"Udhusis rudnd udbdsie idieiieugs isnsb."
"Aourjsjsjs usnsbsjd ididjd."
....
"The fuck is that language ?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"Mongarian." The crystal of Ilirai shined a little.
"You can speak even when inside the crystal ?" Leon asked with a curious expression.
"Yes, Master."
"Can you understand them ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression.
"They aren't talking, Master. They are praying." The mist replied.
"Praying ?"
"Yes, the Valu-mecent mongers pray all the time to their gods until they are blessed with food.
So, if you walked into that room and they saw you moving... They will think that you are food given to them by their gods and they will eat you, master." She explained.
"The space between the gate is small... We have to crouch down in order to get in." Leon spoke as he slowly crouched down and looked inside the room only to see thousands of white deformed legs standing inside the room.
Leon's eyes widened in shock as soon as he saw this.
"There are so many." He spoke in a low voice as he used his skill.
[Name: Unknown]
[Class: Demonic Ghoul]
[Race: Valu-mecent monger]
[Level: 50]
[HP: 50000/50000]
[MP: 10000/10000]
[Description: Valu-mecent mongers are very religious and almost immortal creatures as they can only be killed when their heads are severed from their bodies.
But if their head comes back in contact with their body, the monger will be revived and start to attack once again. Mongers are found in large groups of thousands and can grow upto millions.
Although they can't reproduce on their own, their Queen can be breed every five years and she can reproduce upto ten million Valu-mecent at once.]
'Ten million ? What the fuck is she eating ?' Leon thought with a serious expression as he immediately stood up and walked away from the gate.
He then sat down on the last stair and placed the crystal of Ilirai right next to him.
"You can come out now." Leon replied with a neutral expression.
Suddenly, the white mist started to scatter out of the crystal and took the humanoid cloud form.
"You said you have observed this whole dungeon for years, that means you must've been observing them for quite a while, right ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression.
"Yes."
"When was the last time they ate something ?"
"I think it was around two years ago when a vend viper crawled in through the space from outside.
The viper was really strong and fought for around three days without any rest, his acidic venom killed a lot of them but still there are just too many in there and they just overpowered him." The mist replied.
"How many are exactly in there ? Can you count ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression.
"Thirteen million thirty-two thousand five hundred and sixty-seven, exact amount."
"..."