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Chapter 11 - 11. X class dungeon (5)

Inside a lonesome dark cave, a young man with grey-coloured hair hid behind rocks, looking at the group of creatures that were tons of metres away from him.

His red eyes scanned the environment for anything he could use to defeat them.

The creatures resembled the shade scout, wearing silver armour that covered them from head to toe. The knights seemed to be static, standing in one position and holding different weapons.

Looking at their weapons, Lucius was extremely confused. The knights here had better equipment than the shade scout.

'I think I understand why the system called it a progressive dungeon. The only thing that I don't understand is the rank.' Lucius frowned.

[Dungeon rank: X]

'X-ranked dungeon?'

Dungeons were separated into ranks, just like how heroes were classified.

Dungeons were all the way from E rank, ascending to the highest letter. Then, above A-rank dungeons were the S-rank dungeons, rising to the point of SSS rank.

In the history of mankind facing the dungeons and the monsters within, the only dungeon to be ranked SSS hasn't been beaten till today and has broken out.

The demon dungeon.

Thousands of demons flooded out from the dungeon, causing what people now call the great war of heroes and demons.

Lucius decided to stay and observe them a bit more, looking for anything that would guarantee him victory in this battle.

He was faster than the D-rank monsters from before. If he compared himself to the way the shade knight moved before, at this point, he should be stronger.

But these ones didn't do anything and just stayed static.

All of a sudden, Lucius' eyes gleamed as he spotted something weird.

There was a tear on one of the knights' armour that looked like a giant single claw had ripped part of it. There was another knight with a hole in his shoulder, having the same shape and size as the one that was inflicted upon him earlier by the centipedes.

'Do monsters in dungeons often clash?' Lucius thought to himself.

But then he facepalmed, feeling stupid.

'I watched the shade scout fight off the centipedes. So it's obvious.'

With that, he decided on what to do. He went the opposite way from them, going back into the former cave where he fought the centipedes.

~"What are you going to do?"

The goddess sounded curious, watching his every step from an unknown place.

"I'm going to try to reduce their numbers. There's strength in numbers, but if I can thin them out, even if it's one, I'll have a higher chance of surviving." Lucius' tone was solid, he didn't waver, he was focused at this moment.

In a dungeon like this that was unknown to both him and the outside world, it was best to be careful.

'So far none of the monsters have used skills. I should be extremely careful.'

It wasn't a secret that creatures inside dungeons from D rank often had skills. The fact that the creatures so far had no supernatural or magical abilities was a win for him.

'I should thank the one who made this place, 'cause it's definitely not luck.' Lucius gritted his teeth.

Luck was his natural enemy.

Walking over to the carcass of a skeletal centipede, Lucius couldn't help but wonder how dungeons were made in the first place.

No one knows.

At least, the public didn't.

Taking his time, Lucius began to cut off the sharp legs and scythes of the centipedes, piling them up.

After over thirty minutes of gathering, the pile was as tall as him.

Even if the centipedes were taller than him when standing, their legs were only one metre long.

The stack was up to his height with over three hundred legs already gathered.

He proceeded to continue for the next two hours, gathering over seven hundred legs. At this point, it was looking the size of a house.

Lucius fell on his butt, his muscles ached, and he was feeling a slight pain in his head. His eyes couldn't even open fully and he was drenched in sweat.

And the most important part, he was hungry.

'I'm tired. A normal person couldn't have continued cutting for two hours straight.' Lucius fell on his back, relaxing.

His eyes were still open though, staring at the ceiling calmly.

Creek!

Lucius flinched, feeling something crawling on his skin.

He looked to the side to see what seemed like a miniature version of the centipedes crawling on his skin. Something was different about this one though—it seemed like a normal centipede, not an undead one.

It had spikes growing from its side, and it crawled up on his shirt and rested on his chest.

Lucius sighed; he left it there.

"It's weird, knowing that you don't hate me or want to kill me. Almost everything and everyone I've met has negative emotions towards me." He grabbed the centipede, looking at it.

The reason that he didn't kill it after getting it was this: he didn't feel negativity from the centipede—no hate, no murderous intent, nothing.

He couldn't feel anything at all when looking at the insect.

"I'll accept you for now. You will turn hostile to me, and when you do I'll rip you apart." He put it down.

Expecting anything other than hate from anyone was insanity. At least for him.

'They... They all turn their backs on me anyways.'

Lucius opened his mouth, speaking a single word.

In a dark space, filled with nothing but a single entity in a red dress.

The goddess had her hands on her mouth. There had been many emotions she felt in this brief time that Lucius scoured the dungeon.

Pain, disbelief, marvel, reverence.

She wondered how one person could be so determined to survive, that he would do anything just for the sake of revenge.

But what shocked her the most was the single word that he muttered.

"Ruin." She swallowed.

"He just said 'Ruin'. Does he already know the truth?" She was getting sweaty in a place devoid of temperature.

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