[Name: Minotaur Guardian]
[Level: 85 - 90]
After a brief exchange of words, the atmosphere abruptly shifted as the Minotaur Guardians abandoned their relaxed stance, their demeanor transforming into one of bloodthirsty determination. With primal fury in their eyes, they charged ferociously towards the group of demon adventurers, intent on unleashing havoc.
CHARGE!
ROAAARRRR!
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The grand entrance hall shook as the Minotaur Guardians advanced, their thunderous footsteps echoing menacingly off the stone walls.
Without hesitation, "Frontliners, engage!" Viviana commanded, her voice cutting through the tension. The Warriors surged forward, meeting the Minotaur Guardians head-on with a clash of steel and fury. Spells erupted from the mages, enveloping the battlefield in crackling energy, while arrows flew true from the archers' bows, finding their marks with deadly precision. Meanwhile, Healers worked swiftly, their hands glowing with restorative magic, ensuring the frontliners remained resilient amidst the battle's intensity. In the shadows, assassins moved with lethal efficiency, adding another layer of chaos to the fray.
HORIZONTAL SLASH! VERTICAL SLASH! DIAGONAL SLASH!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
WHIRLPOOL VORTEX! GLACIAL SHARDSTORM! HEALING AURA!
Standing at the far back while his skeletal minion battling in the frontline, Zealot observed the battle unfold, keenly aware of the critical roles each adventurer played in maintaining their momentum. With his mana reserves replenished, he strategically unleashed his spells, focusing on disrupting the Minotaur Guardians' coordinated attacks and movements.
CURSE OF DIARRHEA!
CURSE OF PEE!
The battle against the Minotaur Guardians proved arduous, each swing of their gigantic axes threatening to cleave through armor and bone alike. Yet, through relentless teamwork and Viviana's tactical prowess, the adventurers gradually gained the upper hand.
As the battle wore on, the Minotaur Guardians began to falter under the relentless assault of the demon adventurers. Their movements slowed, and their attacks grew less coordinated, thanks in part to Zealot's strategic disruptions. The tide of battle turned decisively in favor of the demon adventurers, who pressed their advantage with renewed vigor and determination.
ROAAAARRRR—!
THUD!
After a grueling confrontation that tested their limits, the last of the Minotaur Guardians finally fell to the ground with a resounding crash. The grand foyer of the Minotaur Castle echoed with the victorious cheers of the demon adventurers, their spirits buoyed by the hard-fought triumph.
[Your group has slain the Minotaur Guardians!]
[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 81 >> 82]
[Skeleton Progression: 83% >> 86%]
Viviana Scarlet, her blue hair slightly tousled but her gaze still sharp with resolve, addressed the group once more.
"Excellent work, everyone! We've overcome yet another formidable challenge," Viviana declared, her voice ringing out with pride and satisfaction. "But our greatest challenge still lies ahead. The Mini-Bosses and the Minotaur King await us deeper within the castle. Let's press on and finish what we came here to do."
A few hours later…
[Time Limit: 19 hours remaining]
As they continued their journey through the vast labyrinthine corridors of the grand castle, the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive. Shadows seemed to dance with malevolent intent, and the air itself seemed to pulse with dark energy.
Ahead, the mini-boss throne room loomed into view, its grandeur juxtaposed with an undeniable sense of foreboding. At its center, seated upon a gigantic throne of bones, sat the Minotaur Commander—a colossal, 50 foot beast whose very presence radiated primal strength and unyielding ferocity.
[Name: Minotaur Commander]
[Class: Berserker]
[Level: 90]
"Prepare yourselves, everyone," Viviana cautioned, her voice a whisper that echoed through the chamber. "This is where our true test of teamwork begins."
The Minotaur Commander, sensing their approach, rose from his gigantic throne with a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the grand castle. His eyes, burning with a feral intelligence, locked onto the group of adventurers with unmistakable challenge.
ROAAAARRRR!!!
"Fight with everything you have!" Viviana's voice rang out, a beacon of determination amidst the looming threat. "For honor, for glory, and for the victory that awaits us!"
Suddenly, the Minotaur Commander burst into laughter. "Hahahaha!!! Bahahaha!!! For honor?! For glory?! And for the victory that awaits us?! Muahahaha!!!" After a good ten seconds of laughter, the Minotaur Commander grew serious. "You adventurers are truly amusing... Every time you spout the same old nonsense about glory and honor, blah, blah, blah! Bloody fools! Don't you guys have anything else better to say other than the same old rubbish?!"
‘This Minotaur Commander needs to chill... Nonetheless, I must admit, this bull has quite a personality,’ Zealot thought.
Zealot wasn’t the only one who thought so; in fact, all the demon adventurers shared the same sentiment. It seemed they had stumbled upon a rather eccentric mini-boss monster.
“What’s wrong with this Minotaur Commander?” one adventurer muttered under their breath.
“No idea. Maybe he’s not right in the head,” another replied, eyeing the Minotaur Commander with wary curiosity.
“What a weirdo,” a third added, their voice tinged with a mix of awe and uncertainty.
With the echoes of the Minotaur Commander's laughter fading in the grand throne room, Viviana Scarlet's expression remained resolute. She exchanged a glance with everyone, their eyes communicating a shared understanding of the impending challenge. The rest of the demon adventurers, though momentarily taken aback by the Minotaur's laughter outburst, quickly regained their focus, weapons at the ready.
"Are you all fucking idiots?!" the Minotaur Commander bellowed, his voice echoing off the grand throne room walls in a thunderous roar of frustration. "You're supposed to laugh and play along with my joke! It's infuriating how dense you all are!" His massive form trembled with exasperation as he glared at the bewildered adventurers, disbelief and anger seething in his eyes.
‘Laugh at your joke? Is this bull serious? Your joke isn't even humorous... Seriously, what a weirdo,’ Zealot thought.
"You have provoked my ire with your lack of laughter!" the Minotaur Commander exclaimed angrily. "Very well, prepare for the consequences!" Turning around, he strode behind the throne to retrieve his colossal 75-foot greatsword from where it hung on the wall.
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After retrieving the massive greatsword, the Minotaur Commander turned around, glaring fiercely at the demon adventurers as he brandished his weapon. Bright sunlight streamed through towering windows, casting a brilliant sheen upon the gigantic greatsword.
Seeing the colossal 75-foot greatsword, everyone gulped in fear. Its sheer size and weight looming over them like a specter of doom. Each adventurer knew, deep in their bones, that a single strike from that gigantic blade would cleave through their defenses and end their lives in an instant.
The tension escalated as the Minotaur Commander wielded his enormous greatsword, its immense size casting a foreboding shadow over the demon adventurers. Viviana Scarlet, undeterred by the Minotaur's eccentricity and fury, stepped forward with unwavering resolve.
"Prepare for battle!" Viviana's voice cut through the tense silence, rallying the adventurers once more. "Frontliners, advance! Mages, unleash your most powerful spells! Archers, target his weaknesses! Healers, be ready to support! Assassins, strike from the shadows!"
With synchronized precision, the adventurers launched their assault. The frontline warriors and Bony charged forward, their blades slashing through the air with deadly intent. Mages cast torrents of elemental magic, lighting up the grand throne room with bursts of fire, ice, and lightning. Archers loosed arrows imbued with enchanted effects, aiming for the Minotaur Commander's vulnerable spots. Healers maintained a constant flow of healing and buffs, ensuring the adventurers remained resilient against the Minotaur's onslaught. Assassins moved stealthily, striking from the shadows to exploit any openings and deal critical damage.
ALMIGHTY SLASH! AEGIS SHIELD! LIGHTNING SLASH!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
WHIRLPOOL VORTEX! GLACIAL SHARDSTORM! HEALING AURA!
As the battle unfolded, Zealot strategically targeted the Minotaur Commander with debilitating curses, aiming to disrupt his attacks and weaken his defenses. The curses took effect, causing the Minotaur Commander to stagger momentarily and miss a few swings with his colossal greatsword.
CURSE OF DIARRHEA!
CURSE OF PEE!
"Son of a bitch! Who the hell is it?!" the Minotaur Commander roared furiously, his massive frame shaking with rage as he sought the perpetrator behind his profound discomfort. "Bloody hell! If you don’t reveal yourself, I’ll hunt down every one of you and make you pay!"
Unlike the skills of other adventurers, most of whom were only at the C-Class level, Zealot's skill stood out at the S-Class level. This distinction meant that Zealot possessed the most formidable crowd control abilities among all adventurers present in the grand throne room, capable of exerting unparalleled influence over the unfolding events.
Enraged, the Minotaur Commander began unleashing all of his formidable skills.
BERSERKER RAGE!
BLOODLUST!
RAGING BULL STRIKE!
"Keep pushing!" Viviana shouted over the clash of weapons and the roar of spells. "We can do this! Together!"
The battle against the Minotaur Commander raged on, each side exchanging powerful blows and spells in a desperate bid for victory. Despite the Minotaur's immense strength and fury, the demon adventurers fought with unwavering determination and coordinated teamwork.
Hours passed as the battle reached its climax, the Minotaur Commander showing signs of fatigue and weariness. The demon adventurers, though exhausted, pressed their advantage with renewed vigor and resolve. Finally, after a grueling struggle, they managed to weaken the Minotaur Commander's defenses and land a decisive blow.
"Kekeke!" The Minotaur Commander let out a sinister laugh, blood spilling from his mouth. "You may have defeated me, but this is only the beginning. Greater challenges await you from other mini-bosses."
With one last thunderous roar, the Minotaur Commander collapsed to the ground, his massive greatsword clattering beside him.
ROAAAARRRR—!
THUD!
[Your group has slain the Minotaur Commander!]
[Leveled Up!]
[Leveled Up!]
[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 82 >> 85]
[Skeleton Progression: 86% >> 91%]
The grand throne room echoed with a victorious cheer from the demon adventurers, their spirits soaring with the thrill of triumph against a formidable foe.
“Woohoo! We did it!”
"Hurrah! Hahaha! Victory!"
“Great job, everyone! It took hours to take down the Minotaur Commander, but it was well worth it!”
Viviana Scarlet, her blue hair tousled but her eyes shining bright with pride, approached the fallen Minotaur Commander. She raised her weapon in salute to her comrades and spoke with reverence, "Well fought, everyone! We've proven our strength and unity today. But our journey isn't over yet. The other Mini-bosses and the Minotaur King await us deeper within the castle. Let's continue onward, for glory and victory!"
[Time Limit: 14 hours remaining]
Due to the time limit, there was no opportunity for rest. Considering that defeating just one mini-boss had already taken hours, the prospect of facing several more mini-bosses and the final ultimate boss seemed daunting in terms of time required.
The demon adventurers, exhilarated by their hard-earned victory, gathered their belongings and prepared to venture deeper into the expansive labyrinthine corridors of the Minotaur Castle. With Viviana Scarlet's leadership guiding them, they moved forward with renewed determination, knowing that their greatest challenge still lay ahead: defeating the other formidable Mini-bosses and the Minotaur King.
Meanwhile, Zealot's only sole concern was the Minotaur King. Having read the novel, he understood the Minotaur King's immense power. He might need to resummon his skeletal minions multiple times or more just to defeat the Minotaur King.
Furthermore, this raid offered little time for rest, making it impossible for him to summon two minions at once due to their high mana consumption. He chose to maintain one skeleton for now for the sake of leveling up his Skeleton Warrior’s progression. Among all his skills, his summoning skill and Minion Berserk consumed the most mana.
Besides that, the Minotaur King was also Level 100, whereas Zealot himself was only Level 85. The significant level gap alone meant Zealot had to be extra careful, which was why he was very cautious about spending his mana.
As for the other demon adventurers, Zealot feared they weren't sufficient enough to take on the Minotaur King; at best, they could only handle the mini-bosses. The sole exception would be the noble demon, Viviana Scarlet, who likely stood the best chance against the Minotaur King.
Nevertheless, Zealot hesitated to place all his trust in Viviana. Despite her formidable abilities, there remained no assurance of victory. In anticipation of potential setbacks, he resolved to conserve his mana meticulously, preserving it for the pivotal moment when their success hinged on it.
‘If only this event dungeon didn't impose such a strict time limit... this raid would undoubtedly be much easier…’ Viviana thought. She was not alone in this sentiment; other demon adventurers, Zealot included, shared similar thoughts.
Despite the difficulty of this raid, where adventurers had no time to rest, the Healers played a crucial role in replenishing everyone’s stamina. Without their timely aid, most adventurers would have succumbed long ago. Although potions were available as a backup, they were exceedingly expensive in this world. As a result, most adventurers carried only a few potions with them for emergencies.
Another few hours passed…
[Time Limit: 11 hours remaining]
[Your group has slain a Minotaur Soldier!]
[Your group has slain a Minotaur Soldier!]
[Your group has slain a Minotaur Soldier!]
…
…
[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 85 >> 86]
[Skeleton Progression: 91% >> 92%]
Along their arduous journey to locate the next mini-boss throne room, they faced frequent skirmishes with Minotaur Soldiers. The grand labyrinthine halls echoed with the clash of steel and the grunts of combat as they pressed onward.
Eventually, night descended, casting long shadows across the grand Minotaur Castle, darkness enveloped its towering walls, adding an eerie atmosphere to their raid. Unfazed by the darkness, the demon adventurers continued to press further, their footsteps echoing faintly in the vast labyrinthine corridors as they navigated deeper into the heart of the castle.
With each passing moment, tension mounted among the group. Viviana Scarlet, her blue hair now slightly disheveled from the earlier battle, maintained a calm exterior despite the growing fatigue. She glanced over her shoulder, meeting the eyes of each adventurer with a reassuring nod before refocusing on their path ahead.
"Stay vigilant," Viviana commanded in a serious tone, her voice resonating through the dark expanse of the castle halls. "We're nearing the next throne room. Prepare yourselves for whatever is about to come."
The adventurers nodded in silent acknowledgment, tightening their grips on weapons and preparing spells. Zealot, trailing behind slightly to conserve his energy, scanned the surroundings with a wary gaze. His skeletal minion, battered but still standing, remained vigilant at his side, ready to strike at any sign of danger.
As they rounded a corner, the grandiose entrance to the next throne room came into view. Massive double doors, adorned with intricate carvings of minotaurs in battle, loomed ahead. The air around them grew heavy with anticipation as they approached.
"Brace yourselves," Viviana's voice carried a steely resolve. "This is where we face the next mini-boss challenge."
CREAK!
The enormous doors swung open with a loud, ominous creak, revealing the grand throne room beyond. At its center stood the Mini-Boss, a towering figure clad in armor adorned with minotaur motifs. His eyes glowed intensely blood red, filled with fierce determination as he locked onto the approaching adventurers.
Unfortunately, at this very moment, the demon adventurers couldn't spot the Minotaur Commander anywhere in the grand throne room. Having prepared ahead of time, the Minotaur Commander had already activated its stealth skill and was now cloaked in invisibility.
WHOOSH!
SLASH!
Suddenly, the Minotaur Commander vanished from its spot. Before the demon adventurers could react, a swift strike left 34 out of the 100 adventurers dead in an instant. Their bodies were gruesomely sliced in half, blood spraying and splattering everywhere.
[Name: Minotaur Commander]
[Class: Assassin]
[Level: 90]