A Floating blue swirling portal appeared above the platform lighting up the surrounding area and revealed a large chest that had a large floating red key next to it.
Akira had a hard time moving toward the chest as parts of his melted armor were cooling down and hardening.
“Here let me help you get out of that ruined armor,” said Zundar as he walked over to Akira.
“Allow us to also help,” said Dolph.
With the help of Zundar, Dolph, and Vilkas, Akira was able to be pried out of the ruined armor that was now half hardened and half still glowing a light red from the heat it had received. He had to be careful not to burn himself on the molten metal now that he was no longer transformed as it was easier to get burned.
When he was out of the armor he let it sit on the ground and poured the water in his waterskin over it sending a plume of steam into the air as the armor quickly cooled off and hardened allowing him to place it into his bag. The metal it was made out of was not common so there was no point in abandoning it even if it was now scrap.
Akira rummaged around in his bag and put on spare armor that he had found recently.
He turned back to the floating red key, grabbed it, and inserted it into the keyhole. A bright red light flashed and flipped open the lid revealing several unknown metal alloys, several large stacks of gold, and several different colored potions.
But the most interesting thing that caught his eye was a black stone core that sat in the corner.
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Abyss core]: Grants the ability to control abyss fire lights for a total of 5 times.
“Why didn’t we do something like this instead of farming slimes for so long?” asked Sweety as she and the other minor lycans searched the platform for usable materials from the dead monsters and dungeon guardian.
“Because you were far too weak and crappy at fighting. If you had tried to complete a dungeon like this, you would have all died,” said Zundar, who was helping.
With the dungeon rewards stored away in his bag, Arron turned to Sister Teresa who was sitting down and taking a breather. She was feeling a bit ill from overusing blue potions to keep her energy up allowing her to wildly cast the buffs and heals for everyone in the fight.
“Don’t worry the rewards will be split between everyone when we get back. But there is one thing that I would like to ask you,” asked Akira.
“I will answer the best I can,” said Sister Teresa as she wiped her forehead.
“What was all this about? It must have been a big thing since there were several demigod guilds coming here during a time that everyone should be focused on fighting in the north?”
“It is probably some special task that they all got. Unfortunately, the Full moon guild was left out of the loop and we were left unaware of this until just moments ago.”
Akira nodded, “Make a note of those that died during the battle. They will have to do extra slime farming as punishment.
When everyone had finished scanning the platform and picking up everything that could be used by them, Akira clapped his hands.
“Let’s get out of here! We have more important stuff to do than spend our time in this hot and gloomy place.”
He turned around and touched the portal with the tip of his Now melted sword.
Ding!
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Exit the Dungeon Guardian’s room?
[Y/N]
Akira without hesitation accepted it and the entire party was teleported out of the Dungeon guardian’s room.
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Outside the dungeon a small group of demigods was gathered, they were doing their last-minute checkups on their armor and weapons before entering the dungeon.
“Alright everyone! The rumor has it that this is the hot-spot for the secret mission! We have searched for a long time and finally found it!” said a heavily armored demigod male who had his face and body hidden underneath his armor.
“We would have found it earlier if you were not the one navigating!” said a female demigod who was wearing revealing leather armor while holding circular blades in each of her hands.
“I’m sure we will find what we are looking for here!”
“All our hard work has finally paid off if we can complete this dungeon!”
“Come on! Let’s get pumped to do this dungeon! If we finish it we will be recognized by everyone and be accepted for who we are!” shouted the knight demigod.
“Wooo! I’m already pumped, let’s go!” shouted one of the members of the group.
Flash!
As the demigods pumped themselves up and were ready to enter the dungeon that was only just a few steps away… a blue portal popped up next to the entrance.
Akira, in his secondhand mismatched armor, along with Fluffball and his guards and the surviving [Full moon] minor lycans, stepped out of the portal into the fading sunlight as the sun was slowly descending below the distant horizon.
A few of the pumped-up demigods’ faces began twitching as they saw this happen. The appearance of the portal only meant one thing.
“….wooo… I am not pumped at all…”
“We were too late…”
Akira looked at the heavily armored Knight who had just stepped in front of him.
[Wall lvl 90]
“You sure do like to keep some weird company with you,” said Wall looking at Zundar.
Akira was slightly tired from the ‘heated’ battle they had just finished and was not in the mood for dealing with these nuisances. He did not reply to the demigod and tried to move to the side and pass him.
“Hey, we’re all demigods. Why don’t you share some of the rewards from the mission you just completed? We can pay you some gold for part of that thing that you received. There should be several of them, right? You can sell us one right? What do you think bro?” asked Wall quickly as he blocked Akira’s path again. With the way he was talking, he obviously had no clue who Akira was.
“Move aside,” said Akira in a low growl. A strong aura of bloody killing intent washed over Wall as Akira stared at him causing the knight’s legs to tremble.
“I am Egg, and I will not allow you to bully us!” said Egg as he stepped up next to Wall. He was a round demigod covered in an orange cloth robe. If you tilted your head he really did look like an egg.
“I Toast, agree!” “I Bacon, agree!” “I Milk, agree!” said three other young males stepping up next to Wall.
The female demigod with revealing leather armor sighed seeing what was going on and joined them.
“I, Butter, can not allow it either.”
“We are the [Breakfast gang] and can not stand being bullied!” shouted each of the 6 demigods at the same time.
Akira could not help but notice that one of these names did not fit with the others.
Sister Teresa stepped forward to try and smooth out the situation, “Come on you guys, we just finished a hard fight and just want to leave. Stop blocking us, there is no need for you to start any conflict with us. We don’t want to have to kill you.”
“Speak for yourself, they look too weak to even hold me here,” said Zundar.
Akira looked over the levels of each of the Breakfast Gang and saw that Zundar was correct. They were all around level 80 to 90. This was a threat to normal soldiers and civilians, but the [Full moon] guild members had shot up in levels and were now well above those who stood in front of them.
Wall looked at Akira’s mismatched scavenged armor that had many dents and scrapes and even a few holes in it. The other members behind Akira were not in any better shape. It was a sharp contrast to the shiny and well-oiled armor and weapons that he and the other [Breakfast Gang] members were equipped with.
“Ha, you guys are just scared! Come on just share the rewards with us! You guys are no saints! You wanted to cause the overflow just like us. So don’t act…” said Butter in a mocking tone trying to goad them into handing over part of the reward.
Before she could finish her sentence a half-transformed claw shot out and tore through her unprotected neck. Blood spurted out everywhere drenching Akira and the others around her.
Butter tried to clasp her neck with one hand to stop the flowing blood and reached for her bag for a potion, but the blood continued to drain out too quickly and she lost all her strength collapsing to the ground before she disappeared into hundreds of light fragments.
Although she was gone, the blood remained and it stained the ground and Akira’s face red.
An even stronger bloody killing intent along with an oppressive aura exploded out of Akira as he looked at the other demigods who were trembling from the sudden attack.
“I was going to let you live as I am trying to turn over a new leaf,” said Akira as he glanced at Sister Teresa and the other members of the [Full moon] guild. “But you are all rotten to the core already…”
The minor lycans behind Akira, without any command needed, launched attacks at the [breakfast gang] in front of them, cutting, burning, freezing, tearing, and biting them to death.
Akira paid no attention to the fighting around him as he squatted down and picked up the items that Butter had dropped.
It was a pair of interesting circular blades as well as several potions and a few gold coins.
His anger lessened as a new idea popped into his head and changed his focus.
“Hmm, these might make a nice present for Mileena. I should bring her back a present since I keep having to travel away from Kodria and the babies. I hope this will be enough…” said Akira as he inspected the new future presents.
“Yap!” said Fluffball as he sniffed the blades helping Akira inspect them.
“That won’t be a problem, she doesn’t have to know that I got them from a dead demigod.”
When Akira stood back up after pocketing the dropped items he looked around to see that the rotten demigods had been taken care of.
Sister Teresa was off to the side taking care of the few wounds that the full moon members had received from the short fight.
Akira clapped his hands to gather everyone’s attention.
“I know everyone is tired, but we can’t rest here. If we do, we are bound to meet with another group. It’s a high possibility that several of the groups that were killed inside the dungeon will come back looking for revenge,” said Akira.
“That’s probably for the best. We should head to the Kamen’s town and hand over the clearing party’s remains, possessions, and the news of what happened to them. With that done we should be able to rest there before we head back to Kodria,” said sister Teresa as she wiped the sweat from her forehead.
She was extremely exhausted, constantly casting so many holy chants was not a small task and was even more taxing on the mind than the body.
They wasted no time in marching away from the dungeon and heading toward the Kamen town while keeping a close eye out for any trouble as they traveled through the wilderness.
After such a wild day, it ended uneventfully after reaching the Kamen town safely and transferring the remains of the deceased.
The town’s chief was very happy to bring the situation to a conclusion but was still sad at the loss of such strong warriors.
