Zaiko remained in the same place several minutes ago. He was assessing the barrier. Seeing that there were no possible flaws on this side, he began to walk around the barrier, always keeping his guard up.
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As he walked, he found only one spot, that the barrier was weak, that part seemed darker than the rest, and Zaiko thought the barrier had already lost much of its energy in that place. He then assessed the sides, trying to find any threats, after minutes, he found nothing. He then began to launch attacks, and skills, where the fault lay.
After six or eight minutes, part of the barrier broke, but Zaiko saw that he was regenerating at high speed and that he would not have much time, he then ran into the barrier ... But what he does not know, was which was followed, not by a human, but by a very small beast.
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Already inside, Zaiko found himself in a strange place, looked like one of those dungeons described in anime and novels, had a medieval appearance, a very high ceiling, and several side walls with many ancient paintings, whether of dragons or demons. Looking at only one of these paintings, Zaiko had already felt his knee weaken, but he soon turned his attention away and began to walk down the huge hallway that lay ahead.
As he walked, Zaiko passed several strange corridors, doors, and windows that were nowhere to be seen. After another two hours of strenuous walking, he lightly placed his neck back, while in front of his eyes, an arrow passed the incredible speed.
"Who?"
Zaiko asked, entering into the battle position. But he soon noticed that he was being very stupid, since, on both sides of the wall, several arrows were coming towards him ... He had fallen into a trap.
Despite coming at a high speed in the eyes of others, Zaiko still saw in slow motion, then meticulously, began to divert the arrows, using as little of his resistance as possible, since he was a little tired.
As he strayed and walked ahead, he was forced to use [Shinra Tensei] once; soon, he finally got off the aim of the arrows and can release a relaxed sigh.
"Damn ... I'll have to keep my guard up ..."
Zaiko whispered as he felt the cold sweat.
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The little beast who followed Zaiko did not have a much better time since it was hit by the arrows, but his resistance helped her. Cautiously, and with a little anger, she followed behind Zaiko.
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Three days later;
Zaiko, after three days, was already in the final room of this dungeon. On the way, he had gone through several traps, one worse than the other; He found traps of fire, lava, ice, arrows, a hypnosis room, and others that were much worse, and he was sure would make him have several nightmares.
Entering the room, he felt a very strong light, he was forced to close his eyes, but not without invoking the [Flaming Bear], which would be shield if something big happened. After a few minutes, he can finally hear a voice as he opens his eyes.
"Hello ... Child."
A man spoke, he had a very kind voice, and he looked like an old grandfather.
Zaiko cautiously climbed the back of [Flaming Bear] and peered at the old man, who was sitting on a throne. He had white hair and well-treated, his eyes were closed, and on his face, he had a gentle smile.
"Who are you?"
Zaiko asked cautiously.
"... My name is Astaroth. You do not have to be afraid."
"I'm not afraid."
Zaiko replied, appearing in front of the [Flaming Bear], and raising his chest.
"This is a beautiful [Flaming Bear]."
Astaroth spoke as he smoothed the hairs of the [Flaming Bear].
'W ... When?'
Zaiko asked, in his thoughts. He turned back and saw Astaroth, who was smoothing the fur of [Bear]. Zaiko then looked at the throne and saw that there was no one.
"Do not be surprised ... Not even the strongest [Celestial Practitioner] could not reach my speed."
Astaroth spoke as his expression carried a little pride.
"..."
Zaiko was still shocked, he thought that by having Rinnegan, he was special and who knows, one of the strongest. But he just noticed now.
'I ... I'm still very weak ...'
Zaiko thought as he felt his handshake, not of fear, but excitement, it was in a world like this that he stopped ... Fights, Wars, Betrayal, Novels, Cultivation, Sects, Families, Realms, and Empires; he wanted to face everything from the front, it would not be fun otherwise.
Without even knowing it, Zaiko was strengthening his heart, which was once filled with doubts, and a little fear of the unknown. Before he had no real purpose in this world, he just wanted to be the strongest. But now he does not want to be only the strongest, he wants to be the patriarch of the strongest clan, the master of the strongest sect, the strongest God, the husband of beautiful wives, and who knows, two or three children... He wanted to be the most powerful, and Rinnegan would help him on this arduous journey.
"Ha-ha ... You have a fine goal ... But you cannot win it by relying solely on your talent and those eyes."
"What do you suggest?"
Zaiko asked in a sarcastic voice.
"Accept my legacy, with it, you will become one of the most talented people in the world, including the Divine Kingdom ... But, there is a condition."
The Astaroth replied, smiling. While smiling, he seemed to be just an old gentleman, who met his grandson, but Zaiko knew that it was not quite like that, with his experience, watching anime or novels, he knew that there are no free lunches, even more of an old man who seemed gentle on the outside.
"What's the condition?"
While waiting, Zaiko looked at the old man's smile, looked very simple.
"That's simple ... You just have to ...."
Astaroth whispered, smiling. Hearing everything, Zaiko felt strange, the condition seemed very good.