As Kenzo continued his relentless assault on the swarming monsters, the strange feeling in his chest grew more pronounced. It was an unfamiliar sensation, like a subtle vibration resonating through his body. Ignoring it for the time being, he focused on the task at hand, seamlessly blending his incredible speed with the assistance of his shadow soldiers.
Igris and Choso, the shadow soldiers, followed Kenzo's lead with precision, slashing through the monsters with deadly efficiency. Hanami, the tank, held the frontline, absorbing blows and providing Kenzo with the necessary space to execute his lightning-fast attacks.
Despite the overwhelming numbers of monsters, Kenzo's skills seemed unmatched. His every movement was a dance of death, and the monsters fell like leaves in a storm. However, the strange sensation in his chest persisted, growing more mysterious and concerning.
As Kenzo fought on, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The monsters, though relentless, seemed almost mindless in their pursuit. It was as if they were driven by an external force rather than their own instincts. Kenzo began to wonder if there was a greater power at play, orchestrating this onslaught.
Time skip
Kenzo, having gained a few levels from the relentless slaughter of creatures in the dungeon, decided it was time to take a well-deserved rest. However, his heightened senses, honed by battle, suddenly screamed at him to move. Without hesitation, he instinctively leaped away just as a wave of ice encased the spot where he had stood moments before. In mid-air, his senses alerted him again, prompting him to teleport to safety just in time to evade another unseen attack.
As he materialized a few feet away, Kenzo surveyed the area, ready for whatever had assaulted him. To his surprise, he found himself face-to-face with two individuals.
The first was a colossal and muscular man, his tan skin standing out against the ragged skirt adorned with a thick silver fur waistline. Glowing yellow eyes and wild black hair framed a face with sharp teeth. The man's imposing figure was further emphasized by the silver fur pelts and gold-trimmed white armor that adorned his right shoulder and groin area
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Kenzo's battle-ready posture hinted at his readiness to face these new adversaries, as he awaited any signs of their intentions or the nature of the threat they posed. The encounter in the dungeon had taken an unexpected turn, and Kenzo's instincts were on high alert.
As Kenzo observed the second figure, he encountered a muscular old elf with distinctive features. The elf's blue skin contrasted with his long silver hair, a single strand gracefully hanging over the right side of his face. His eyes were an eerie blank white, and his round ears denoted his elvish nature. Draped in a ragged white cloak with a black collar, he wore a tattered white shirt, ragged black pants, and a pair of sturdy black boots.
There was an air of seasoned strength emanating from both of these formidable individuals. Despite their contrasting appearances, the sheer power they exuded was palpable, leaving Kenzo on high alert. The dungeon, it seemed, had more in store for him than just mindless monsters. As the tense silence lingered, Kenzo readied himself for the inevitable confrontation and the mysteries that awaited in the presence of these powerful beings.
Kenzo's eyes narrowed as the man, who appeared more like a beast, spoke with a cocky attitude. The revelation that Kenzo carried the scent of the shadow monarch seemed to amuse him.
"So it is true that a mere human carries the scent of the shadow monarch... what a joke," the man declared. His transformation unfolded, and before Kenzo's eyes, he morphed into a formidable white wolf. The sheer power emanating from this creature was undeniable, and Kenzo braced himself for the unfolding situation.
The air crackled with tension as the transformed man-wolf regarded Kenzo with a predatory gaze. The presence of the shadow monarch's scent seemed to hold a significance that Kenzo had yet to comprehend.
Kenzo's attention shifted towards the source of the new voice, and he found himself confronted by a striking and otherworldly figure. The alluring yet ominous woman before him possessed an ethereal beauty that contrasted with her insectile hands and feet. Glowing red eyes peered out from beneath long flowing black hair, and dark purple lips adorned her pale skin.
With a voice that carried a sinister undertone, she remarked, "A human, huh... can I eat him?"
Kenzo couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine as he faced this enigmatic being. Her greenish-black armor left her upper cleavage and shoulders exposed, emphasizing both her beauty and the unsettling features that hinted at her otherworldly nature.
{The king of snow folk,the monarch of frost has identified a foe}
{The king of the beast,the monarch of the fang has identified a foe}
{The queen of insect,the monarch of plague has identified a Foe}
Upon looking at those notification,Kenzo knew that they were not allied but rather enemies and they all seemed to be monarchs meaning they were at bare fucking minumum strong as a special grade if not around or above his level.
As he tried to used observed on them,he couldnt..so he cant peak into their stats isnt that just great.
As the tension in the air thickened, the three formidable adversaries unleashed their energies, their eyes fixated on Kenzo as their chosen target. The atmosphere crackled with impending conflict, and Kenzo, undeterred, met their gaze with determination. It was then that he uttered a command, his voice cutting through the charged silence, "Come forth."
From the depths of his shadow, Kenzo summoned his loyal shadow soldiers. Igris, Choso, and Hanami emerged, each heading toward their designated foe. Igris lunged at the frost monarch, Choso confronted the poison-tinged woman, and Hanami engaged with the beastly man.
As Kenzo prepared to strategize and join the fray, the frost monarch, in a display of disdain, mocked him with a cutting remark. "Isn't that pathetic... this is what the mighty shadow monarch has been reduced to—summoning a bunch of weaklings."
The frost monarch's arrogance was palpable as he effortlessly froze over half of Kenzo's shadow army with a mere gesture. The once formidable soldiers were now trapped in icy confines, their effectiveness nullified.
"You absolutely disgrace me if you thought those small fry could handle me," the frost monarch sneered, disgust evident in his voice. Kenzo, now faced with a dwindling force, recognized the gravity of the situation. The battle had escalated, and the adversaries were proving to be more challenging than anticipated. As the clash unfolded, Kenzo braced himself for the formidable foes before him, determined to overcome the mockery and prove his strength as the shadow monarch.
The woman's disdainful voice echoed as she observed the frozen remnants of Kenzo's shadow soldiers. "He must have looked down on us to send such weak opponents toward us and think they stood a chance," she remarked, her gaze fixed on the icy display.
Kenzo, undeterred by the setback, faced the beast monarch's taunt. "Are you scared?" the beast monarch jeered, studying Kenzo's expression. Without hesitation, Kenzo retorted, "No, why should I be scared of soon-to-be-dead things... you three would make a great addition to my army."
The beast monarch responded with indignation, "You arrogant prick." Kenzo, unyielding, replied, "Is it really arrogance if it's the truth?"
The frost monarch, not one to remain silent, chimed in with a threatening tone, "Do you really think you'll come out of this alive?" Kenzo, maintaining his cool demeanor, simply responded, "Nah, i am confident I will beat your ass,winning is a guaranteed "
A/N I deleted and reposted some chapters after finding out they were out of order.