Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs-Chapter 72: Ch: Dungeon (3)
The creature launched itself into the air, raising its hammer for another heavy vertical strike. It roared louder, white smoke billowing from inside the helmet.
’But... am I actually weak after leveling up so much?’ he thought.
*BOOM!*
The hammer smashed into the corner of the wall, building a huge dust cloud that covered its helmet. Small bits of rock rained down on top of it.
*BANG*
"RRROOOOAAA!" it screamed, pain tearing through its roar.
Daniel reacted instantly, twisting his body to dodge the hammer. He slipped through the dust and delivered a solid punch to the skin behind the knee, where he had stabbed and sliced before.
His fingers dug in and tore at the dark skin, yanking hard until it ripped like a hangnail. Blood poured from the wound as Daniel peeled the flesh back like a banana.
"I guess... our strength isn’t that far apart," he whispered, eyes narrowing.
"RRAAA!!!"
The creature growled even louder than before. It was angry, the glow in its eyes burning brighter.
"Status," said Daniel.
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Name: Corrupt Lord I
Race: Orc
HP: 5890/8000
Mana: 1780/2000
Description: A creature known for its brute strength, charging like a bull and smashing anything in its path. Its rage grows every minute, increasing its attack power by 0.1%.
Buff: { Attack Power Increased by 1.8% }
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Daniel groaned. "Damn it, if this goes on I’ll be crushed—"
"RRRR RRRR RRRR"
Suddenly, the creature charged at Daniel like a bull. He dodged just in time, and it rushed past him, crashing into the wall.
*CRASH!*
"Is it going to self kill itself like the jumping chest?" he thought, dodging its bull-like charge.
Charge after charge, he kept dodging, but couldn’t find any opening or weakness. It didn’t stop; glowing stones fell like rain as it smashed into the corner of the wall.
...
*Rumble*
When the charge finally stopped, the ground was littered with fist-sized stones and glowing shards.
The boss leaned down, planting both hands on the ground. Its helmet glowed red, and two metal horn erupted from its head. Its hands and feet reshaped into hooves, its body morphing into a hulking bull.
Then, with a final roar, it charged like a raging beast.
*ROAR!!*
*Whoosh*
"Oh no! Huu—"
Daniel jumped sideways to dodge, but his tunic got a small cut along with a minor scrape on his shoulder.
"Shit, that’s so.. fast, status" he said quickly.
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Name: Corrupt Lord I
Race: Orc
HP: 5550/8000
Mana: 1580/2000
Description: A creature known for its brute strength, charging like a bull and smashing anything in its path. Its rage grows every minute, increasing its attack power by 0.1%.
Buff: { Attack Power Increased by 3.3% }
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"Fuck, what do I do now?" he muttered.
Daniel circled at the edge of his confusion, seeing no clear opportunity to strike the boss.
The boss charged again, and before he could even react, its solid back leg slammed into him, sending a jolt of pain up his body.
*BANG*
*CRASH*
He was sent flying into the wall.
"Hhh—ptk!"
Blood spattered from his mouth as the kick slammed into his back. Pain exploded through his body—his left shoulder dislocated, and his legs refused to move.
*ROAR!*
The boss charged straight at him, leaping into the air with terrifying force.
’Agh... am I going to die? hehe... what a tragic life. Still... there’s something I want to try this before I...’ he murmured, then focused what strength he had left into his right hand.
*KA-BOOM*
*CRASH!*
Daniel shot lightning at the ground as the boss nearly collided with him. The shock threw him sideways, his body landing limp and sprawled across the ground.
A moment of silence settled on the area.
’This world is cruel, this life is... hard,’ he thought, his breath coming in shallow gasps. ’Agh, I wasn’t even prepared for this kind of dungeon thing. Yet, I’m here taking my last breath. Haha... haha... haha... only fools would fear death. Haha... haha...’
*THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD*
The boss stepped in front of him, transforming back into its original form. Its hammer rested on its shoulder, eyes locked on Daniel. Slowly, it raised the hammer upright.
"If... if I could atleast know how to throw a thunder bolt like master Marco, I would’ve smashed you into pieces you know!!" he shouted, his final words.
*Swoosh*
*BOOM!*
...
The boss turned slowly to the right. Daniel’s eyes squeezed shut. Stones and glowing shards rained down from above.
Then a familiar voice erupted. "That’s some big words, young man."
Daniel immediately opened his eyes and saw the black-hooded person carrying him in his arms. He gently set Daniel on the ground and placed a flask beside him.
"RRRAAA!!!"
The boss charged again at full speed, its hammer dragging along the ground, eyes burning crimson. But the man stood firm, his movements calm and steady.
Then he lowered his body, clenched his right hand into a fist, and unleashed a fire blast shaped like a fist straight at its face.
"Fire fist!" the figure growled.
*FWHOOM!*
The fireball exploded on impact, spreading in a wide cone that forced it to step back five paces. Sparks flew as the metal helmet cracked under the blow.
Daniel glanced at the flask beside him, the red liquid inside catching the light.
It was a small, palm-sized glass flask, round and sealed with a cork. The red liquid inside shimmered ominously, like it could burn through anything.
Daniel carefully extended his right arm, grabbed the flask, and brought it to his mouth. He uncorked it and drained every last drop in one go.
He was thirsty, after all.
*Glug-Glug-Glug*
"Mhwaah..." said Daniel.
Suddenly, his body began warming rapidly, as if his blood were rushing faster through his veins. His breathing steadied, and his dislocated left arm slowly began to set itself.
The scratches from the fight gradually closed, and the blood streaming from his forehead eased, slowing to a stop.
Daniel was healing, slowly but steadily, his eyes fixed on the black-hooded man as he hurled fireballs again and again and again.
*Howl!*
