Chapter: 73
“PROSTRATE”
A shiver went up Jay’s spine as the voice echoed out. Jay felt like he was in the presence of divine royalty. Regaining controls of his bowels, he tried to command the Don that Anya’s spell was targeted at, but to no effect. It was still bowing down to Anya as if it was ready to give up it’s life.
“Shit Anya, that’s so powerful. It’s just amazing. I can’t even make my feeble creature stand up!” Jay checked his creatures status “That voice was so terrifying, it even lost 5 health! That’s way too over powered!” he laughed in disbelief “I didn’t think the Don’s even had the intelligence to understand such a word!”
Smiling, Anya said “It will be like that for another 6 seconds” she then turned away and looked out into the dungeon “…I’m the Ashwind’s accuser after all”.
Grabbing some bones from his ring, Jay crafted some bone daggers for his level 1 feeble creatures.
“I won’t need to buy weapons from that disgusting merchant ever again” he chuckled to himself.
Each level 1 underling had a single bone dagger while the level 2 feeble creature had 2 bone daggers.
“Let my minions do the work” decided Jay as observed the next obelisk. He sent his three feeble creatures to test it, while he and Anya watched at a distance.
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“Sir, reporting” A guard stood behind his commander who was currently looking out into the forest.
“Yes?”
“We found something odd. It wasn’t another corpse, but there were two piles of soap-rat bones.”
The commander shivered, remembering his first dungeon, the stink-rat marsh – back in the days before the new adventurers were levelled up at the guild to skip that stinking hole. “Are you sure they’re from the marsh?”
“Yes sir, we had some veteran soldiers and some higher level adventurers verify them.”
“Hmm… return to duties.” The commander said as he thought to himself ‘so, maybe something was able to leave the dungeon…? Or was this a pissed off adventurer? …I don’t think it would be a dimerkin, they wouldn’t make it this far down south without being slaughtered by the army…’
He decided to send a few people into the marsh..
“Scout master, I want two of the scouts to enter the stink-rat marsh, look for anything out of the ordinary before killing Molodus and coming back. You have..” the commander looked at the sky “until nightfall”.
The scout master looked distressed at having to send his men to the marsh, nevertheless, he had his orders “Sir.” He sent some of his men south to the dungeon entrance.
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Jay leisurely put his hands in his pockets as he watched his three feeble creatures fight a level 4 bayring. The level 2 Don seemed to be doing the most damage as it was using one bone dagger to take the graze’s while it stabbed at the crystal with it’s other hand.
The creatures all made short work of the level 4 bayring, especially with their new weapons. They seemed to possess a natural skill for the daggers, having the qualities of being fast and aggressive.
“Perhaps they would be good with axes and hatchets too” Jay considered, “Though it seems like they enjoy stabbing rather than slashing.”
Something unusual happened during the fight – the bayring seemed to have a new attack. It stabbed at a level 1 creature with its pointed crystal core, though thankfully it was destroyed before it could hit anything.
[55 Exp]
“Awesome, I’m pretty close to level up.” said Jay as he willed the level 2 minion to retrieve the green crystal for him, happy as it brought back one which glowed more than usual.