Hundreds of soldiers marched down the streets of a small city. Their formation was tight and compact. Each step exuded power, bringing fear into the hearts of those who watched this happen.
Heroes from all over the place surrounded them, while shouting they attacked the soldiers. But the attacks were blocked by large shields that covered their bodies. The soldiers in the middle drew their bows, pulling it back, making it look like a moon.
They then released the arrows. The arrows flew across the sky like a bullet. It tore through the clothing of the heroes like paper. Some of the shots landed on their heads, killing them instantly.
"Crap! We need reinforcements, our attacks aren't making it through!" Someone shouted into their communicator.
Another volley of arrows were released, flying into the bodies of the heroes.
In return the heroes used their quirks and attacked the soldiers. The shields however blocked the attacks of the heroes, only leaving small chips at most.
"Use that." The voice from the other side said. All of the other heroes also received the same message. And they knew what that was.
The grabbed the containers on them and injected it into their bodies. They felt strength enter their bodies as the injection entered their bodies. It was the drug, Trigger, but heavily modified to be better and for it to have weaker consequences.
Suddenly when the heroes attacked with their quirks, they managed to do real damage. But even then, the soldiers did not appear to mind it at all. They used their weapons and continued to attack the heroes in front of them.
Each strike would seriously injure the heroes. Putting them out of commission, but each strike of the heroes slowly whittled away at the soldiers' strength and vitality.
But even then, they easily killed those that were before them. Blood was spilt as they marched around. After a gruesome battle, the soldiers were destroyed, stattered to pieces.
But the damages were quite large, over a thousand deaths and many injured. Buildings collapsed and many people still trapped under the rubble. What a way to go.
"We managed to destroy the monsters, and it seems many of us had developed a core, twenty of us."
They reported, the other side of the communicator did not seem very pleased. After all, over half of them died, and only twenty of the developed a core. This had gotten the attention of all of China since almost every city had been invaded by at least ten of these soldiers. And each of these can cause quite a lot of damage.
A hundred Americans were in the dungeon, at a small camp they once made. It was the leader and his team of friends. The government had quickly acted and allowed people to enter the dungeon. And we'll, these people started to enter for more things.
They were very excited about this place, it was a land of miracles and wonder. And they had been in it for the past eight days and have not once left the dungeon.
They would hunt down any weak monsters while avoiding the strong ones. Like this they managed to keep everyone alive for the five days, something no other groups in the world couldn't do.
"We managed to kill the hobgoblin and the squad it led." The person said while holding a small chest towards the leader. He opened the chest and inspected the item in it and his eyes widened in shock.
It was an item so valuable that the world would fight over it. It was a coupon, but it was not that simple, it was a coupon from the dungeon, anything from the dungeon would attract attention, and even more so would this item.
A wishing star coupon, the person could make a wish, the larger the wish the lower the chance of the wish coming true. The smaller the wish, the higher than chance of it coming true.
"This is the most valuable thing that this dungeon has probably ever produced. If the government were to find out about this, they would start wars over this. So instead of that happening, we will use it right now." He said. He tore the coupon and made a silent wish.
The coupon turned into light. After a while a chest slammed into the tent, it fell right in front of the leader who then opened the chest. It contained well over ten thousand dungeon points.
"Gather the people, tell them this was what was in the chest." The leader said after taking a small handful, collecting around three hundred for himself.
The man took the chest and started to divide it amoung his party, he knew the dangers this could bring, so he used the coupon before people knew of it. The party members however were just happy, they collected the coins and got back to their posts.
Alexander's wallets felt the force of the wish but he was curious how the other party use the coupon, turns out he just used it for money. So he sent fifteen thousand dungeon points.
Ine thing he could do was see how much dungeon points the people had, and the leader had managed to collect over a thousand dungeon points, this is mainly because he was always at the forefront and the others in his group would allow him the best rewards. So he was more rich than the others.
Not only that but also because the group of people here had someone with an observation quirk, which allowed her to see where chests were. So they would often send an expedition to collect the treasure chests.
Because of this, they managed to collect a decent amount of points and low quality items. But even then, they would help the group by a lot. But not as much as the fact that everyone had developed a core by yesterday.
And by everyone, it was everyone. In a government point of view, it was like a group of people training and resulted in them having the power of a hero.
These people were basically backup in case something happened to the heroes, maybe they were busy, or far away. These people could buy time. And they didn't really mind, they wouldn't be here if they were just going to sit in the back ground and watch it happen.
But a message appeared in front of him, one from the system.