Freya was a Level 300! Level 300!! There should be no one among the humans who'd be strong enough to delete her health in seconds — that's impossible. This thing must be a demon from higher areas like those triple digits — areas in the hundreds — Freya mentioned earlier.
He was sure that the monsters there were demonic, and it took this pure damage for humans of the prisons to stand against them even with the level cap. For an overpowered demon with the skills to deal Pure Damage as well? Bob warned Freya, but how well does she listen to him?
The thing took a step forward, and Bob's pupils narrowed to needlepoint. He shouted as the top of his lungs, "Run for it!", then grabbed Demetrius. As the wolf dragged him along, Bob turned to the monster and heaved a sigh of relief, then it stepped out of the shadows.
The torches flickered and died, and the entire area was plunged into darkness. Bob felt his heart in his throat as he scanned the area, unable to locate the enemy. He snapped his finger, and formed a [Light Bomb] in his right hand, consuming [30 Mana], then threw it.
He turned around and closed his eyes and the light of the sun visited the room, but only for one second — enough to stun the demon that had gotten their eyes used to the darkness for a long time. This area parted into other rooms, and he sensed monsters, but they needed to escape quickly!
They rushed to the first golden door they saw, and Bob dropped down and opened it, rushing in with the wolves, then slamming it shut behind them. He turned to Jacquelyn who dropped Freya and stepped back, and Bob sighed, "She looks like a ghost. What a pain…"
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"I must!" A childish voice cried.
"But you mustn't!" An elderly voice shouted back.
"I said must!" The voice retorted louder.
A young boy, plump and round, dressed in a tuxedo-lookalike with shiny red hair, bickered with a man. The man was aged, and looked twice the age of the young boy, dressed in flowing red robes and holding a blood red sword in his hand, he glared at the young man, "You dare not, young master!"
"Try me! By the Order of the Phoenix, it's propriety I help her." The young man was not ready for defeat, clearing his throat and entering a heroic pose, "She may not be flesh and blood, but she is not one with the shadows. An enemy of the shadow is a friend of the light!"
"I guess you leave me no choice, young master. I shall make you witness the divine might of my legendary, [Blood Chains]! A skill that was rumoured to have chained down the shadow god during the Fall of Sol ten thousand years ago!" The old man shouted furiously, making a seal with his hands.
"Uh-huh." The young master stared at the bloody chains that shot out of the ground and lunged at him, then sighed. The chains wrapped around his limbs, tightening the harder he struggled, but in the face of despair, he did not falter, "You disgrace me, Argus. I waste my time with you."
The young man took a deep breath, and the chains wrapping around his legs and hands broke to a thousand pieces that scattered into the air. As the young master was free, he turned around and he ran at a fast speed, a speed untraceable with the regular human eye, "Later, Argus."
"Young master…" The old man frowned, but he did not bother chasing.
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"I should have used more movement skills instead of rushing in blind like that…" Freya held her head, groaning. She shook her head before continuing with her speech, "I've never felt anything like that before. The attack pierced through my body and attacked my insides directly… I felt it…"
"I felt it too so I warned you. I think I have an idea of how dangerous pure damage is now, and it seems to be the bane of power differences. Then again, there must be some sort of counter for it." A cold gleam flashed in Bob's eyes, "Until then, stay away from it."
"I'm okay now! I;m sure if I go back there, I'll teach that woman a lesson she'll never forget!" Her gaze flared as Freya turned around, and began walking back, but Bob grabbed hand quickly, "What is it, boss? Leave me to that demon, and I'll return its head to you."
"I know you will." Bob wore a smile on his face, and Freya paused. As she was stunned, he pulled her to the side and sighed, opening his mouth to give her his practised speech, "I know that you may want to prove your worth in front of such a grand hero, but have no fear, you're already priceless."
'Priceless my ass.' He sneered in his heart.
"I understand, boss." Freya dragged her hand away from his grasp, then turned around. Darius and Darius— sorry, Aquarius were busy battling a few wisps while Demetrius was training his skills by the corner, "I wonder what a wolf's skills are—?"
"[Dash], [Claw], and [Bite]. That's all you need to know." Bob answered Freya's curiosity with the most basic answer, then shifted his gaze to the screens that appeared before him, and sighed, "It is a good improvement since last time… I guess…"
⦗Hero Name: Bob Buck⦘
⦗Health 900/900⦘
⦗Mana 90/90⦘
⦗XP 66015/66218⦘
⦗Hero Level 19⦘
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⦗Gold 0⦘
⦗Inventory 10/32⦘
⦗Shop — Opened⦘
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⦗Strength 180⦘+20
⦗Defence 180 (+3)⦘
⦗Speed 180⦘
⦗Perception 180⦘
⦗Mind 180⦘
"But, the shop is open now?" Bob held his chin and narrowed his eyes. He felt a bit salty after he remembered how much gold he lost last time, and sighed, "Hmm, interesting place… I wonder why it was blocked until now. How come I only unlocked—"
"What are you muttering to yourself Bob? You're freaking me out." Freya interrupted Bob's quiet monologue, and he turned to her and flashed an awkward smile. She felt her eyes twitch, then Freya harrumphed, looking away and focusing her gaze on something else.
⦗Shop Contents Resets On Death⦘
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⦗Weapons⦘:
⦗Iron Sword Level 1⦘ — +5 Attack (Sharp - No Effects): 50 Gold
⦗Silver Dagger Level 1⦘ — +10 Attack (Sharp - Inflict: Stun): 80 Gold
⦗Red Hammer Level 2⦘ —+ 25 Attack (Blunt - Inflict: Break): 160 Gold
⦗Blood Red Staff Level 7⦘ — +75 Attack (Blunt - Inflict: Fear; Stun; Bleed): 940 Gold
⦗Hero's Toothbrush Level 0⦘ — +0.5 Attack (Blunt — Reverse Break): 2 Gold
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⦗Armour⦘:
⦗Flame Star Set Level 2⦘ +15 Defence, +6 Speed (No Skill): 150 Gold
⦗Destined Hero Set Level 15⦘ +100 Defence, +60 Speed (Skill: Cancel Terrify): 500 Gold
⦗Demonic Consumer Set Level 5⦘ +10 Defence, +25 Attack (Skill: Feed): 250 Gold
⦗Sol's Torn Undergarments⦘ +5 Defence (Skill: Uselessly Useful): 1000 Gold
⦗Noble's Robes⦘ +10 Defence, +50 Speed, +70 Mind (Skill: Charm): 750 Gold
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⦗Miscellaneous⦘:
⦗Health Vial⦘ +50 Health: 10 Gold
⦗Health Potion⦘ +150 Health: 50 Gold
⦗Health Drug⦘ +200 (+40/s) Health: 300 Gold
⦗Demonic Extract⦘ +100 Mana: 200 Gold
⦗Priceless Elixir⦘ +700 Health, +700 Mana, (+300/s; Cancels Death 1/1): 10, 000
"Haha… ha… hah…" Bob's laugh turned into a sigh as he checked his balance. His heart bled with the items in reach and the thought of all he could do with them but not being able to buy anything. A resolute gleam formed in his gaze as he turned to Freya, "Freya, how do we get… gold."