As Zealot and Sasha stepped outside, the crisp afternoon air greeted them with a refreshing bite, a fleeting reminder of the vast world beyond the grand castle’s imposing walls. The sunlight poured down in warm, golden streams, casting long shadows that danced on the cobblestone path. Sasha turned to Zealot, her usual stern expression softening ever so slightly as she pondered their immediate goal.
"Since we’re setting out to purchase slaves, did you happen to bring any gold with you?" she asked, her tone carrying a hint of impatience.
Zealot’s expression was nonchalant. "Gold? Not at all. I’m not interested in material things. Besides, why are you asking me? Aren’t you wealthy enough from raiding so many dungeons and stealing other adventurers’ loot?"
Sasha’s eyes narrowed, and she clicked her tongue in frustration. "Tch! I wish it were that simple! Unfortunately, I lost everything, and it’s all because of you! You pushed me into that small world, and that bitch Demon Queen Teresia took everything I had! Thanks to you, I’m now left with nothing!"
Zealot raised an eyebrow, a trace of annoyance creeping into his voice. "Well, if that’s the case, we’ll have to start raiding some dungeons to farm enough gold before we head to the neighboring kingdoms to buy slaves.”
Sasha’s eyes flashed with irritation at Zealot’s suggestion. “You think raiding dungeons will be a walk in the park? We’re on a strict deadline. Master Drelak won’t be pleased if we show up empty-handed or delayed.”
Zealot’s gaze hardened, but he kept his tone measured. “Then we need to find a quicker solution. If we’re to purchase slaves, we’ll need a sizable amount of gold. If you know of any other way to get it quickly, I’m all ears.”
Sasha’s frown deepened, but she couldn’t deny the practicality of Zealot’s words. “Fine!” she grumbled, her frustration palpable. “I can’t think of any other options right now, so I suppose raiding dungeons is our best bet. If that’s the case, let’s head to the nearest one and see how much gold we can earn.”
Zealot nodded in agreement, a spark of determination in his eyes. “Agreed. We’ll hit the nearest dungeon and see if we can gather enough gold quickly. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can focus on the real task at hand.”
With that, the two of them set off toward the nearest dungeon, their footsteps echoing in the quiet streets as they made their way out of the expansive Zealot City. The prospect of raiding dungeons filled them with a sense of urgency, a necessary step to fulfill Master Drelak’s demands.
Upon leaving Zealot City, they ventured into the lush, ancient forest, their eyes scanning for any nearby dungeons. They paid little attention to the difficulty of the dungeons, as they didn’t have the time to be picky. Their goal was to clear as many dungeons as quickly as possible and claim the raid’s rewards.
After approximately thirty minutes of searching, their efforts were rewarded when they stumbled upon the entrance to an enormous cave dungeon. It appeared they had discovered an E-Class dungeon.
Zealot glanced at the cave entrance portal, a skeptical frown creasing his brow. “Are we really going to tackle this low-tier dungeon? Or should we seek out something more challenging that offers better rewards?”
Sasha considered the question thoughtfully, her eyes scanning the cave’s darkened entrance as she weighed their options. “Let me think… Hmm… It might be more advantageous to aim for a C-Class dungeon. Targeting a higher-tier dungeon could be more time-efficient than repeatedly clearing several lower-level ones. The potential rewards would be greater as well, and it could save us considerable time and effort in the long run. What do you think?”
Zealot shrugged, a nonchalant expression on his face. “I’m flexible with whatever you decide. You’re in charge here—just make the final call, and I’ll follow your lead.”
“If that’s the case, then we should definitely aim for C-Class dungeons,” Sasha said, her expression resolute. “I’m familiar with this area and know that there are quite a few C-Class dungeons nearby. Also, I’ve raided them before, so I’m confident that we can tackle them with ease.”
Zealot and Sasha continued their trek through the ancient forest, their senses alert to every sound and movement around them. Beams of sunlight poured onto the forest floor, illuminating vibrant patches of colorful flowers. The air was filled with the scent of fresh earth and the distant hum of woodland creatures.
Sasha led the way with a determined stride, her eyes scanning the terrain with practiced ease. Zealot followed closely, his posture relaxed but his mind fully engaged in their mission. After an hour of navigating through the enchanting, dense forest, Sasha abruptly halted, signaling Zealot to do the same.
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“We’re nearing the entrance to a C-Rank Dungeon, so stay alert,” Sasha whispered, her voice barely audible but filled with urgency.
Approximately 25 meters ahead, a massive dark hole lay open, serving as the entrance to the C-Rank dungeon. However, the entrance was surrounded by a horde of monstrous creatures, forming a formidable barrier. To enter the dungeon safely, Sasha and Zealot would need to clear these hostile guardians first before they could proceed.
Without further delay, Sasha charged forward, her determination evident in every stride. Zealot quickly summoned his two Skeleton Gold Warriors, their skeletal forms gleaming ominously. Together, they all surged ahead, a united force, ready to confront the towering 15-foot-tall Giant Red Orc Soldiers with unwavering resolve.
HORIZONTAL SLASH! VERTICAL SLASH! DIAGONAL SLASH!
PUNCH! KICK! HEADBUTT!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
In just a few minutes, they had successfully cleared all the Giant Red Orcs, leaving no threats behind. Without wasting any time, Zealot and Sasha, their hearts pounding with anticipation, swiftly entered the "Giant Red Orc" C-Rank dungeon. Determined to face whatever challenges awaited them, they moved forward without hesitation.
BLINK!
In the blink of an eye, they were transported to an entirely new world. They arrived just outside the grand entrance of a colossal and opulent Red Orc city, their eyes widened at the sight before them. The city was a sprawling expanse of ornate architecture and bustling activity, teeming with an imposing army of at least 250,000 Red Orc Soldiers. The sheer scale of the military presence was awe-inspiring and daunting, setting the stage for a formidable challenge ahead.
[Name: Red Orc Soldier]
[Level: 80]
Surrounding the Red Orc City was a vast, breathtaking lush grassland, adorned with a stunning array of vibrant, colorful flowers that swayed gently in the breeze. The contrast between the serene beauty of the landscape and the impending chaos was striking.
Without wasting a moment, Sasha, Zealot, and his skeletal minions charged forward toward the colossal 75-foot-tall entrance gate. With a powerful blast, they shattered the enormous gate, and just like that, the epic battle began: two demon adventurers facing off against an army of 250,000 Red Orc Soldiers.
ROAAARRRR!
KRAAARRRR!
GRAAARRRR!
Sasha’s voice rang out with fierce determination. “Hurrah! Let’s do this!” Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she prepared for the clash ahead.
Zealot, equally energized, bellowed, “Let’s go! Raaargh!” His roar echoed through the air, a primal cry that matched the intensity of his anticipation.
A surge of adrenaline and excitement coursed through them, heightening their senses and sharpening their focus. As they charged into battle, the brilliant midday sun poured a radiant golden light over the battlefield, illuminating the chaos with dazzling brilliance.
HORIZONTAL SLASH! VERTICAL SLASH! DIAGONAL SLASH!
PUNCH! KICK! HEADBUTT!
CLANG! BAAMM! RUMBLE!
Many hours later, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow across the battlefield, Sasha, Zealot, and his skeletal minions stood victorious. After an arduous and relentless struggle, they had finally succeeded in vanquishing all 250,000 Red Orc Soldiers. The once chaotic and bloody scene was now eerily silent, marked only by the remnants of the fierce confrontation.
[You have slain a Red Orc Soldier!]
[You have slain a Red Orc Soldier!]
[You have slain a Red Orc Soldier!]
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[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 96 >> 97]
[Skeleton's Progression: 12% >> 14%]
With their way now clear, they prepared to advance towards the grand castle situated at the center of the vast Red Orc City. The majestic castle, a towering fortress of formidable design, loomed ominously in the distance. Inside, the Red Orc King and his Red Orc Royal Knights waited in anticipation, ready to face their invaders.
Not long after, they arrived and blasted the castle’s enormous entrance gate. What was revealed was a massive garden adorned with vibrant, colorful flowers and multiple giant fountains. There, they were met by yet another army of Red Orc Soldiers—this time, Red Orc Royal Soldiers, rather than the ordinary soldiers.
GRAAAARRRR!!!
The once beautiful vast royal garden, was now filled by the chaotic clash of steel and the cries of combat. The Royal Orc Soldiers, fierce and armored in their finest gear, fought valiantly to defend their domain against the invaders.
Zealot, his eyes gleaming with battle fervor, led the charge alongside his skeletal minions. His two Skeleton Gold Warriors moved with deadly precision, their enchanted weapons slicing through the Royal Red Orc Soldiers with ease. The skeletons, though less nimble than their living counterparts, proved their worth in sheer power and relentless aggression.
Sasha, her enormous swords dancing through the air with expert precision, cut through the ranks of the Royal Red Orc Soldiers. Her movements were a blur of deadly grace, each strike meticulously aimed to incapacitate and overwhelm. She worked in perfect synchrony with Zealot, their combined assault creating a deadly whirlwind of destruction.
Meanwhile, at the top of the highest castle tower, The Red Orc King, a towering figure of immense strength and fury, dressed in crimson armor, watched the battle unfold from the top with his nine Red Orcs Royal Knights.
“How interesting,” the Red Orc King remarked, Observing the battle with keen interest. “It seems these adventurers are quite different this time, as if I can sense the power of the Lich King within them.” He couldn’t help but wonder with excitement, “Hmm, just who the hell are they to possess the aura of the mighty Lich King?”