As Rex finally focused himself on the structure of the dungeon, a shit eating grin spread across his face. How could it not. The dungeon was one of the best for monsters like him.Its interior looked like a man made brick layered tunnels, reminding him of either fictional pyramid tunels or magical labyrinths. As for teh reason that such dungeons would draw the most numbers of adventurers also stemmed from what such design signified. The limited space where one could engage and kite the monsters, if needed, was very limited, as well as the visibility and ability to predict and scout monster patterns was very limited. Such places boasted much higher danger level regardless of monster rank purely due to the randomness of encounters and dificulty to disengage and scout accordingly.

Another and more important reason was that with seemingly man made interior, it was proven that also secret rooms and treasure chests were bound to exist, as they should in a proper fantasy dungeon. That in return also meant another aspect of rewards- natural treasures that included both weapons, armor and other trinkets that could dirrectly strenghten the lucky adventurer who happens to get their hands on any of them.

And as with all good things, this special condition added, or rather made more prominent, another danger to dungeons like these. Backstabbing and betrayal. It was relatively safe to delev a dungeon like in Blythe with a party of near strangers, since for the most part, profit came from monster corpses, or in organized parties from selling captured slaves. So with goods that required to be sold to then funds be utilized in a way that strenghtens individuals, betrayals and greed played little part. Here however, a new and rare weapon found in a lucky chest encounter could make or break a person. And if said drop just so happens to fall in someone elses hands due to previously agreed upon system, greed, and other malicious thoughts might cause such despickable actions. Another reason why Rex was more than relaxed because of his brands. Everyone under his banner were a big family, and he would do his damn best to get the most outr of each item he or his group would aquire, while at the same time ensuring that everyone gets something.

With his safety measures in place, he had allowed his girls to delve in Blythes dungeon, under certain conditions. One of which was that Reigen accompanies the group diving, adn no other group was to do so, another one was already exploring. THere were other ruels as well pregarding said activities, but girls woudl follow the nall to the teeth. They dam nwell knew how overprotective Rex could be, and not a single girl wanted to be grounded, since Rex would always know if they did not follow the rules set up.

With his current thought moved to a subconscious partition, he refocused on the task at hand, and with that he allowed his aura to explode from his body. He controlled its intensity to near nothingness, ensuring it would be disregarded as simple enviromental fluctuations, while at the same time providing REx with sonar like ability to detect every minute detail in a large range, effectively granting him a map hack of sorts that allowed him to read his path as if he had a three dimensional map withe every object and living being marked there.

Rex took another deep breath, prepearing himself for the task ahead, exhaled and spoke in an average volume

"Let the hunt begin."

And with that he rushed forward, not willing to spend much time in the lower floors, since that would be quite the waste of his time. While acceptable for most lower ranked adventurers to somewhat provide enough value to stay alive, unless of course one runs into a treasure chest, for Rex it was absolutely not. He had quite the number of girls to take care of and he also needed much more powerfull monsters to grow further, all thanks to drain. Still he found it to be quite a waste to not murder any and all monsters that stood in his way as he rushed through the relatively narrow passages and tunnels. His expanded aura allowed him to maintain quite hight avareness of his position and progress in the dungeon.

Rex would avoid if possible, and if not, quickly dash past any adventurer, or group, he encountered. With his superior ability that was quite easy to do as well, and said people did not even percieved him slipping by them. Thanks to the general ruels of dungeon existance Rex covered quitea few floors in just a few hours, slaying each adn every monster he encountered along the way, starting from goblins and kobolds up to harpies and even trolls. He had already reached floor twenty. Middle floors of F ranked dungeons started at the twentieth, and were considered so up to floor fourthy or so. Just as with the dungeon in Blythe, the start of the deep floors would announce itself with a drastic change in the maan density in the air.

"Not bad at all." Rex spoke to himself as he apreciated his own speed in delving this dungeon when compared to his descent into the one back home. To be honest, he did not have much to the problems to worry about now, when compared to himself in the past. It was true, he had grown a lot and gotten much, much sronger, but nowhere near enough. He had to keep going, keep pushing further and attain an ever greater level of strenght. One where he could stand face to face with his observer and not be either afraid or worried.

Rex had to admit though, his manner of aura spreading had proved itself to be much more potent than he innitially thought. He had managed to both detect and obviously collect quite a few treasure chests, as well as find a few hidden monster rooms, and other hiden chambers. His aura worked liek an absolute cheat code and he was not even slightly embarased to use it to the best of his abilities. He had a notable need for dungeon created treasures after all. His girls were now starting their own delving, and he would be damned if he did not armor adn arm them to the teeth with whatever he aquired in this dungeon. So all treasures he recieved went into a seperate ring, one which would be unloaded at night time for his girls to choose their item upgrades. Let noone say he is stingy with his beauties.

With another short pause out of the way, as he mentaly sorted and catalogued his current aquisitions, he stretched his arms to the sides and resumed his mad dash towards the depths of the dungeon. As he proceeded deeper into the middle floors, trolls became much more frequent, and he could no longer encounter goblins and kobolds. Even harpies became extremely rare, replaced now with hellhounds, lesser gargoyles and satyrs. He had finally also started to encounter minotaurs, though they were rare, had no weapons to speak of and looked either sick or weakened. He also noticed that they were always alone, something he was sure would change the deeper he went.

With the start of the middle floors Rex also noticed how the corridors were now much wider and higher. Quite obvious since the monsters also became larger and more space was needed for their groups to be able to attack the invading adventurers from multipple anges and overwhelm them. With how heavily adventurers specialized, ussually, it would be unreasonably easy for a proper adn geared tank to hold back very large groups of monsters if teh tunnels stayed as small and confined as they were before.

Rex spent the entirety of theremaining day to reach floor thirty. He could have gotten here faster, but those hidden chambers and treasure chests were just too damn enticing for Rex to pass them up. So it was only expected that he would make detours whenever he sensed any of such treasures appearing in his radar. Thus with such worty distractions it was only natural for him to have slower pace than possible. Still, Rex found such delays be be more than acceptable, since he had no plans to stop for the time being, but then he hesitated. Right, it would not set a good example if he were to be absent on the first night he was alone and delving in the dungeon. So slightly annoyed, but understanding quite well that it was his own decisions and fault, and as such he had to be a man and own up to it, he set up a barrier in one of the secret chambers he recently found, and then entered his world shard.

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He was welcomed by the girls there the second he appeared, and the first thing he heard was Izumis victorious exclamation

"Ha. I was right. Pay up girls!"

Annoyed tonhue clicks from multiple women reseounded, as Rex took in his surroundings. Then with lightning speeds Izumi was in his hands, showing her affection.

"You are all mine untill I pass out." and seeeing his questioning looks she smiled more brightly, and explained to him the confusing situation.

"We made a bet that whether you would sink too deep in your 'grind' mentality and forget to visit us. The rest of teh girls were sure as heel you would, so I proposed a bet, and I won. So lets not waste time. I want to enjoy it as much as possible, since we rarely get you all to oneself."

"Who am I to argue?" Rex asked rethorickally, and with izumi in a princess carry, dissapeared in the wonderfull mansion-castle that was their residence in his world shard. And while Izumi was his one and only focus for an hour or so, precisely of that singular focus she could not last any longer, so he wasted no time and spent the rest of the night with ther girls who craved for his company.

With the morning aproaching Rex was once again standing in the floor thirty of the dungeon, quite happy and content with his last night performance. Before his departure to continiue his delving, he left the treasures he had aquired so far in the capable hands of both Izumi and Rashuun, since both women were quite experienced in leadership roles. Rashuun was particlulary skilled, and now that she was no longer a queen of her own region, but just Rex's lover, she could assist Izumi and help her develop even more, and thankfully, Izumi was more than willing to be guided and tought, so their cooperation was indeed near perfect. With them two working as the leaders, as well as Leifias assistance his home was in perfect order and harmony, allowing him to do what he wanted without worries.

With a few reverse rolls of his shoulders Rex refocused on the dungeon at hand, and then after dispelling his barrier he moved forward once again. The deeper he got, the fewer parties he encountered, and the more capable said parties were. Nothing unexpected to be sure, but it nevertheless reminded him that while he was undeniably an exisitance at the peak of the normal world, he was still nowhere near the true overlords of this world- Gods. HE already had quite the suspicion that one such god was worhiped by the Echlisiarchy, but nevertheless, his course would not change. Said institution was insidious, and he could not just let them continiue freely with the atrocities and other monstrous acts they were performing.

Regardless, he had his plan worked out, and while he was planning quite the cruel and extensive war effort, and he was most likely the only person who would even consider such a brazen, if not insane, course of action, he would do it his way. Not like there were anyone he was in employ of, so he could act freely, without worry about any red tape or politicking that could impede his plans and progress. He would first sate his curiosity of this dungeon, then the eternal winter one, and only then would he shift his sight to the Echlisiarchy.

And so once again he began to advance deeper and deeper into this mythological dungeon, his Limitless getting its thirst for blood slaked again and again as he cleaved and sliced any monster he enccountered on his way towards the real fun.half a day later he encountered something interesting.

"Ahaaa, a mongoose versus a cobra. What an interesting ocasion.." Rex spoke to himself as he looked from his current position at the spectacle ahead. He moved very quetly as he approached the place of battle.

"Who is who? That remains to be seen." he spoke to himself in a rather quiet tone, observing the confrontation in the large chamber ahead of him. He finally found a nice vantage point and sat down, maintaining his focus on the fight. A party of five were engaged in what seemed like a desperate confrontation with a couple of minotaurs. He innitially was confused why only two of them were such a problem to the party at at hand, but soon enough he understood the crux of the issue.

The pair was quite different from others he had encountered so far. Slightly larger, more muscular and their fur had a light sheen to it, that he had failed to notice because of the brick like walls and the crystals that iluminated the place hid said sheen near perfectly.

"A variant it seems." Rex mused, but still did not interfere. Said party was still holding on, and he would hate to interfere without being asked for help, or without guarantee that said party were about to be wiped out. So ,since his postion right now was not concealed at all, and their scout should pick up his existance any moment now, he did not mind waiting. Depending on their reaction, he would decide of his subsequent actions. He was nice like that.

And as he had expected, said parties scout soon noticed his presence and quickly informed their priest who was busy with strenghtening his two frontline fighters to keep the minotaurs in check. Then after a few words the scout dashed towards Rex, almost stumbling a few times in his haste to reach the unknown person. Rex could see exaustion in said mans movement, and he was not suprised at all when the scout abruptly stopped a few meters from him, and fell to the ground, squeezing a barely audible word out of his mouth

"Help. Plea..."

"Kay." Rex simply replied, got on his feet iadn dashed towards the party and the two minotaurs. In the blink of an eye, he was in standing next to one of the two fighters, his right hand lifted and gripping the hand of the minotaur teh monster had swung with the giant axe in its grip. Then a crunching sound could be heard that was followed by a terrible roar as Rex crushed the bones of said minotaurs hand. The second minotaur quickly switched its target to Rex, ignoring the fighter who slumped to the ground as soon as teh monster charged at Rex. Rex released the crushed hand, lovered his right hand and performing a palm strike on the minotaurs abdomen, causing the monster to be shot away from its current location and causing said monster to spit blood on its flight there.

Then Rex drew his limitless, and as soo nas the second minotaur was close enough, he moved slightly and swung the blade, decapitating said monster. Then to quickly end the confrontation he moved quickly and arrived at the minotaur with the smashed hand. Poor creature was struggling to get up after that smash it recieved and when he collided with the wall. Rex appeared before it and without any ceremonial flair, he just stabbed the monster with his sword, causing its untimely demise.

Seeing the remaining members of teh party fall on their asses from exaustion, Rex just waved his hand as the priest was trying to get up

"Dont bother, I will go get your scout here. Rest and then you can try to kiss my asss all you want." And with that said, he proceeded to do exactly that. He quickly retrieved the scout and plopped it down near the exausted party, pulled out a simple chair from his storage ring and sat down there, waiting for the party to regain a bit of their energy. He had almost half a day still before he had to return to his worl shard for another session.

After some twenty or thirty minutes of solemn quiet and having somewhat recovered, the priest of the group moved closer to Rex and bowed to said man.

"Thank you sir for assisting our party. We were gonners had you not interwened." then with a slightly akward expression on his face he asked another question.

"I dont want to sound ungratefull, but why did'nt you help us earlier?"

"It seemed you had it under controll." Rex replied "I would not like someone intervene and steal my quary, however since your group asked for help, there was no reason not to assist then."

Rex heard a few deep sighs from other members and then the priest added

"Those two minotaurs were special somehow, they were much more powerfull than the regular ones. Unfortunately, we discovered that too late and had no way to avoid fight, since I refuse to sacrifice my comrades." The priest spoke with conviction.

"Right, you much rather go down together, yes?" Rex added a smirk comment, causing the priest to flinch at his brutal reply.

"He, he" an akward chuckle escaped the mans lips "It may indeed look like that from a side, but I asure you, we are not some shady suicidal cult. We just value our friends highly, and dont want to abbandon anyone unless there is no other choice."

"Sheesh, learn to take a joke man." Rex sighed "are all priests that thick headed?"