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Name: Michel Maran
Level: 20
Class: Heir of the Crazy Necromancer.
Subclass: None
Affiliation: The Demon coterie
Title: One who doesn't know himself | Heir of the Crazy Necromancer | One who walks on a rough path.
Mana- 9100
Necrotic energy - 6100
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Strength - [76]
Constitution - [77]
Dexterity - [80]
Intelligence - [91]
Perception - [81]
Dominance - [30]
free attribute points - 00
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skills:...
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All his stats except Dominance which couldn't be increased by leveling up had broken through the mark of 75, and his intelligence was even nearing one hundred points.
At this point, he was already as strong as an average lv.40 climbers with his stats alone, not to mention his skills!
Looking at his status, Michel wondered why his Necrotic energy was still the same as before, Even though his mana increased as the intelligence stats rose.
His Necrotic energy was still stuck at the same level as before.
"I wonder if it is because of Dominance?"
Since he couldn't assign stats to Dominance, it also had been stuck at 30 points since the tutorial, and, maybe because the Dominance stat and the Necrotic energy were related, it wasn't increasing at all.
He could somehow manage to cast the skills using mana, even though effectiveness would be low compared to necrotic energy but Since He needed Necrotic energy to summon the skeletons, he couldn't help but be disappointed at the stagnant Necrotic energy!
"I need to figure out a way to increase the Necrotic energy as soon as possible!"
He thought closing the status window floating in front of him.
{So, Where are we headed now, boss?}
Pate, who was hovering above him asked about their next destination after all it had already been a day since they arrived on the fifth floor.
"Hmm...That Old man, Kasim said that someone from the guild would contact me as soon as I arrive on the fifth floor, but there is still no news from them!"
{So, basically, we have to stay here, until that Old man you mentioned finds you?}
"Yep!"
{Here, in this run-down inn?}
Pate asked sarcastically pointing the crimson aura in his eyes at the cracks in the walls of the inn they were staying on.
Since it was too dangerous to stay in some well-known inns, Michel chose to be careful since there were hundred to thousand of people on the lookout for him outside.
"What else can we do but stay here?"
Even though Michel hated to wait, he wanted to reach the 10th floor as soon as possible to get answers to the questions that has been pestering him from his family.
{How about we go clear a Dungeon then? Since there is nothing we can do for now, let's go grind some levels!}
Pate advised Michel not to waste the time, while in reality, he just wanted to move away from this rundown place.
He was too picky for an 80-year skull!!
"Hmm, you do have a point!"
Michel also thought that increasing his levels instead of waiting here would be a good idea.
"Let's spend the night here, and we can go to the Dungeon tomorrow"
Deciding to head out at dawn, Michel slept in the run-down inn, with no better option!
Ant cave dungeon.
It was the nearest dungeon that Michel could find after he asked around for some information.
It was a cave-type dungeon with big, ant-like monsters and a damp environment.
It was rather difficult to fight in such dungeons since the mobility will definitely be affected but Michel anyway chose to raid the dungeon since he didn't believe anything could happen that can threaten him not with the undead army beside him!
So, with Pate and his undead minions, Michel entered the dungeon!
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It had been three hours since Michel had entered the dungeon!
In the meantime, He tried to adapt to the underground cave-type field that he experienced for the first time.
He was worried about the restriction on movement but it wasn't that significant and he could fight leisurely inside, and since It would be disadvantageous to use a bow in such a narrow space, he opted to use a Spear.
A spear was a better choice than a sword since it would help the user to maintain a certain distance from the enemies while also providing the user with the option to stab and slash!
The passage was wide enough for four or five ant monsters to rush at the same time, and it was also wide enough for him to freely swing his spear.
The fact that it was darker than the wide field of the goblin dungeon was a bit problematic, but his vision eventually adapted to it in less than 10 minutes thanks to the
Except that there were only two problems.
The complicated path and the unique moisture and discomfort of the underground, well it was solved since Michel sent all his summons in different paths to navigate the dungeon in pairs!
Though they were considerably weaker than Michel, they were strong enough to defeat a single monster in pairs!
The difficulty of the path was solved in such a way, but the latter was a little different.
'It's definitely more uncomfortable than in the wide field of goblin dungeon'
Michel pulled out the spear blade that penetrated the head of a large ant, the monster in the underground cave that he encountered while walking through the passage.
After shaking off the blue blood flowing on the spear blade, he put the spear in the back holder that he bought before entering the dungeon.
'There's an empty lot if I walk about 20 minutes from here.'
From the information that he got from the skeletons that came to inform him about the dungeon terrain, there seemed to be an open space at a certain distance away from his position, it was clear that it was a resting place where monsters did not appear well.
It was a good thing that he had Pate and Wyatt beside him, since they had some intelligence, it was easier to navigate the dungeon!
Michel first set his first target there and moved on.
'Since I'm slowly getting used to the dungeon, let's take a short break then we can hunt actively'
Still, it was a decision that could be drawn because it was not that difficult to deal with the second-grade ant monsters, perhaps thanks to his hard-working skeletons.
"Let's go."
Michel, who took steps with a rather light and powerful voice to shake off the dampness of the dark cave, stopped in place in less than 3 minutes.
Michel thought if he could hear the sound of people's footsteps from the direction of the empty lot he was heading to. Then three hunters appeared.
Generally speaking, those are the number of people who make up a party.
The problem is that they were silently walking down the passage without talking to each other, but they suddenly stopped walking when they saw Michel!
There was a brief silence in between them before Michel felt something amiss!
The three people seemed to mumble something among themselves and then suddenly started running toward him.
'What the hell?!!'
With some doubts, Michel turned his back and ran without hesitation.
'God damn, I had a bad feeling when entering the dungeon…'
Sure enough, the men who didn't say a word raised their voices.
"Catch him-! It's Michel Maran!"
And the two men, who were walking from the front in the direction where Michel was running, took out their respective weapons and ran as if they were responding to the one who shouted.
Both front and back were blocked in the straight passage.
'… Stuck between rock and hard place, huh?'
Michel, who had no place to escape, clicked his tongue then reached behind his back and grabbed the spear and held it firmly.
He was a bit surprised but quickly regained his composure.
It wasn't anything surprising that people are chasing him, now that he thinks about it.
The ones who wanted to recruit him, the ones who wanted him dead, the ones who had bad ties with the crazy necromancer, and finally the so-called black families. There weren't any less number of people looking for him.
"I don't know what is it, but Now that you have messed with me, consider yourself dead"
But It was something he was prepared for when he entered the dungeon.
No, it was something he was prepared to face when he entered the Tower.
"Survival of the fittest."
Thinking back, it was what the rule followed in the Tower was.
So, he was not afraid.
"Caught him-!"
Already in close distance, a man shouted.
At the sword raised by a close opponent with a bright expression but Michel bounced it off with the spear.
And he surprised another opponent who had been attacking from the back by stabbing a spear by avoiding his attack as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
"Ho, how?!"
"They said he just entered the Tower!!"
The men who chased him got surprised at his skills since it wasn't normal for newbies in the Tower to fight that well.
Michel, who broke through the blocked road with short movements, leaped forward and thought.
'They say that this world is better even if you had to roll in a dog poop field.'
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and crawled on the floor! Now there were 5 men who were aiming their weapons at him! It will be difficult to face them all at the same time, without his summons...
'I'm going to survive....no, not just survive I am going to teach them what happens when you mess with Michel Maran.'
But Michel wasn't backing down either, rather he found the situation amusing as a smile slowly crept onto his face.
Smiling in the face of Danger, and challenging the death to duel!!
That was the way of life chosen by him, No, That was the way chosen by the Heir of the Crazy Necromancer!!
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~[Bonus chapter] for reaching the first power stone goal!