As the light slowly disappeared from their sight, Ares and Magnus opened their eyes like newborns. The moment the light finally faded, an artifact box containing various equipment, potions, swords, suits, and different armor appeared in front of the door.
Magnus quickly caught up to Ares, who was walking toward the huge door. As he neared him and looked ahead, his eyes glinted at the sight of the artifacts. In his first life as a hunter, this was his first time seeing such wonderful items. Even though they had been wealthy, he had never seen all of these treasures in his previous life.
Without hesitation, he turned to Ares and asked,'Brother, could it be…?' Magnus wanted to confirm if what he was seeing was real.
Ares grinned, his gaze fixed on the artifacts.'Yeah,' he replied
Immediately, Ares scanned all the items, and different items, along with their specifications, appeared on the screen.
Weapons :
* Abyssfang (Cursed Sword)
Grade: Epic
Type: One-handed sword
Abilities -> Increases the user's strength and speed by 30%.
-> Deals shadow damage that ignores armor.
-> Can absorb the life force of enemies to repair itself.
-> Cursed Effect: Slowly drains the wielder's sanity if overused.
* Stormpiercer (Lightning Spear)
Grades: Rare
Type: Spear
Abilities - > Can generate lightning strikes on impact.
-> Grants the user enhanced agility and reaction speed.
-> Can be thrown and recalled instantly.
-> Charges power over time for a devastating "Thunder Nova."
Armor & Suits
* Obsidian Titan Plate (Heavy Armor)
Grade: Epic
Type: Full-body armor
Abilities - > Grants near-invulnerability to physical attacks.
-> Enhances endurance and nullifies fire damage.
-> Slows the wearer slightly but doubles strength.
* Phantom Veil Suit (Stealth Suit)
Grade: Epic
Type: Lightweight armor
Abilities - > Grants near-invisibility when standing still.
- > Muffles all sounds generated by the wearer.
- > Provides resistance to mind control and illusions.
Potions & Elixirs
* Elixir of Draconic Might
Effect: Temporarily grants dragon-like strength and fire resistance for 10 minutes.
* Shadowstep Potion
Effect: Allows the user to teleport up to 30 meters once.
* Everlife Nectar
Effect: Heals all wounds instantly and restores stamina, but can only be used once per week
As Ares stood in front of the artifacts, he had a hard time deciding what to take since he already owned some of them. When he spotted the Abyssfang sword, he immediately tapped on its details, thinking it would be a perfect fit for Magnus.
'Oh, Abyssfang, huh? Let's check this out,' Ares said as he picked up the sword.
However, the moment he saw its effects, his eyes widened in surprise.
'Slowly drains...!? That's something Magnus wouldn't be able to handle,' Ares sighed, setting the sword aside before continuing to check the other items.
Just as he was about to check the other weapons, a potion caught his attention. His eyes widened the moment he caught a glimpse of the bottle.
A slim bottle made of jet-black glass with a faint smoky sheen, making it look almost unreal. Its surface was smooth like skin yet strangely warm as if anything that touched it would feel a sense of relief from stress. A silver-etched cork sealed the top, tightly wrapped with thin dark threads that seemed to shift ever so slightly when viewed from the corner of the eye.
He quickly grabbed it, and when he saw its specs, a grin spread across his face.
'Looks perfect for me,' Ares said, smiling as he gazed at the bottle."
Magnus beside him shimmering his eyes in the weapons
"B-Brother, could I... take that weapon?" Magnus asked, his eyes wide with excitement as he pointed at the spear in admiration, putting on his best puppy-eyed expression.
Ares hesitated, having second thoughts about giving it to Magnus. But after considering how much effort Magnus had put into fighting the monsters on the second floor, he grinned and gently tapped Magnus's head.
'Okay, go ahead and take it,' Ares said, smiling at him.
"Magnus immediately grabbed the spear and struck a pose like a Spartan, swinging it side to side to test its balance. His eyes shimmered with excitement as he waved his new weapon.
'Thank you, brother! I will treasure this spear forever and take great care of it,' Magnus said with a bright smile.
After a while of searching through the other artifacts, Ares couldn't find anything useful for himself, so he decided to take only the Shadow Potion.
'Sigh… Magnus, let's move on to the next floor,' Ares said, exhaling as he turned toward the door in front of them.
Magnus nodded and, quickly followed behind him.
Ares placed the key into the hole of the huge door and rotated it to the 3 o'clock position. Immediately, their surroundings began to tremble as the massive door slowly creaked open in front of them.
Br-r-r-r
Br-r-r-r
Br-r-r-r
Magnus, gripping his spear tightly, stood ready as if prepared to face any monster. However, deep inside, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
The third level of the colosseum emerged above, its ancient stones trembling under the weight of history. The air was thick and almost suffocating, carrying the scent of dust and something faintly metallic—perhaps the remnants of blood long dried into the bones of the soldiers who had fought here long ago.
Inside, the shadows stretched unnaturally across the crumbling archways, flickering under the dull torchlight that barely held back the pressing darkness along the edges.
After a tense minute, Ares and Magnus moved forward. Behind them, the heavy door groaned and slammed shut, as if sealing them inside—trapping them until they defeated the boss.
Magnus swallowed hard, his throat dry. His hands trembled slightly as he gripped his spear. Meanwhile, Ares remained calm but cautious, his sharp eyes scanning every inch of their surroundings.
When they looked ahead, a knight—clearly the boss—sat upon his throne. His armor was covered in sharp edges and glowing cracks, and a crown of broken blades rested atop his helmet, each rusted and worn from ancient battles.
Despite his age, his suit of armor still gleamed, a haunting contrast to his ancient, battle-worn presence. His clawed gauntlets gripped the armrests, unmoving, as if frozen in time. A tattered red cape hung from both shoulders, swaying slightly in the still air. Though his face remained hidden in darkness, an invisible force filled the room—thick, powerful, and overwhelming, encircling him like an unseen storm.
Then, a screen appeared in front of Ares, displaying the details of the knight.
[Stormknight Onion, the Frozen Doom]
[Level 50]
Skills :
Thunderclap Strike → Slams his hand into the ground, releasing a powerful shockwave that stuns and paralyzes enemies.
Tempest Fury → Summons a raging storm above, calling down multiple lightning strikes upon his foes.
Skybreaker Dash → Moves like a flash of lightning, dashing through enemies while leaving behind an electrified trail."
Without a second's hesitation, Stormknight Onion immediately rose from his throne, lifting his chin as he gazed down at Ares and Magnus, his posture exuding dominance—almost as if he were looking down on them with disdain.