As soon as the monster saw the duo, the monster's hand muscles bulged and with a sickening laugh, the large iron club in its hands was thrown toward them.
Zarek was almost struck dumb by this scene. To him it felt as if a bullet had been fired in his direction.
Instinctively, Zarek ducked his head, and with his wide-opened eyes, the club brushed past and hit the wall behind him.
Bang!
A loud explosion sounded, and a large chunk of stone was shattered to pieces.
Zarek was completely stunned. If it was not for the absolute command mode, which alerted him beforehand, his head would have smashed open like a watermelon.
Compared to him, the monster let out a dissatisfied sound out of its mouth, as if incredibly pissed at the fact that its well-timed attack had failed.
Almost no one in the past had managed to miss its attack. However, this wasn't the only trick up its sleeve. Under the incredibly widened eyes of Zarek, the goblin opened its mouth and what followed left Zarek speechless.
The goblin's gigantic mouth opened and an arrow of burning flame was launched toward Zarek at fast speed.
The air sizzled and burned, hot smoke filling the cavern.
It was at this time, Misery Prime finally reacted. Although its strength was at the peak of first sequence, Misery Prime's perception was similar to that of a goldfish. The fact that it was even able to react was a surprise in itself.
With a red face, Misery Prime swung the Bloodseeker directly toward the flaming arrow. Sizzle! Before the two could even make contact, the bloodstain on the Bloodseeker turned to smoke and disappeared, then the two collided. True to its description, the sword cleaved the arrow apart.
Now it was the flaming goblin's turn to be surprised.
Even its second attack had missed!
Meanwhile, at some point a small smile appeared on Zarek's face. The shock he felt was the same when he first read about them in the novels.
A goblin that could breathe fire was absurd, and one reader had even jokingly commented, "The goblin's ancestor must be a fine gentleman, to be able to rizz up a dragon."
This was also one of the reasons which made Zarek hate the novel in the first place.
However, the next moment he shook his head. Now was not the time for this—this might be the strongest monster that he had faced so far.
Fire-breathing goblins were first sequence rare grade monsters with incredible fighting powers. A fully equipped party generally dealt with them.
If it was someone else, they might already be running for their poor life, but not Zarek. Without him realizing, the smile on his face widened even more.
A single thought in his mind:
All in!
Immediately following his thought, the mana flowing through his veins surged and Zarek felt a dizzy sensation for a brief instant.
With sheer will alone, Zarek ignored that and looked straight ahead.
Meanwhile, the space around him fluctuated and forty-three Miseries dressed in pristine white armor appeared around him.
Zarek, who was looking at them intently, suddenly had a disappointed look in his eyes. He hoped they would still have weapons from before, but it appeared he was only overthinking.
Shaking his head, he once focused ahead, his snow-white pupils locking on the goblin's figure. Taking advantage of its surprise, he used Infinite Summon Link and dumped forty stat points to Misery Prime's strength.
Immediately, as if biological barriers didn't exist, Misery Prime's strength shot past all limits and rose to 65.
The muscles in his body seemed to come to life, writhing like snakes, twisting and coiling together to become even more tough than before.
However, the next moment, Misery's body started to turn bright red. Even blood was leaking from some places.
As expected, Zarek's eyes flashed. It appeared he still couldn't break the limit of the sequence.
So with another thought, he reduced the strength. The redness lessened slightly.
Finally at sixty, it showed no sign of imploding from within.
At that time, Misery Prime, feeling the overwhelming strength surging through his veins, let out a loud roar and charged.
Meanwhile, the fire-breathing goblin was struck dumb. Out of nowhere, the prey in its perception had turned to predator.
Looking at the Misery Prime charging toward itself, the monster knew it was over.
If it had been the two prey before, it could have dealt with it. However, dozens of red-glowing goblins looking at him made any thought of resistance disappear from its heart.
It was at this time, it saw its vision being filled by a sword. Before it could realize it, the world around him started to spin.
Then puchi! The fire-breathing goblin's severed head was crushed.
Misery Prime struck its chest fiercely and let out a loud battle cry as if challenging everyone on the floor to come out and face it.
Zarek finally heard the sonorous sound of system notification:
[First sequence rare grade fire-breathing goblin killed]
There were other notifications but Zarek ignored them. With this momentum, they continued charging like a whirlwind, sweeping through the floor. But compared to other floors, even with one-sided slaughter, it took them considerable time. By the time they made it to the twelfth floor, Zarek had even managed to level up twice. After all, the number of monsters was just too many, and all the unassigned stats went to mana.
However, there was also a reason for his concern. Even though he killed so many fire-breathing goblins, he didn't get the summon authority prompt. He also wanted some fire-breathing beasts under his wing.
It appears there were still a lot of things he didn't know about his own class yet.
Meanwhile, Alexander and White Death also rapidly climbed to the tenth floor. During all this time they rarely encountered any monsters, and on the rare occasion even if they encountered any, White Death easily took care of them.
White Death's eyes, as deep as an ocean hidden behind the mask, scanned the tenth floor looking for a figure, but there was no sign of him here either.
The situation didn't make any sense. Zarek was just a newly awakened—he should not be able to get this far this fast.
Maybe some monster ate him whole, not leaving a corpse. Although it was a possibility, White Death didn't want to believe it. Zarek was the only one that could help her find her sister, and she wasn't going to miss it.
Meanwhile, Alexander on the side just acted dumb and silently followed behind her.