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A few minutes later…
Kieran led Altair and the others to the corridor where the Deep Sands Chamber’s entrance was located. However, as they arrived at this place, the team realized a few minor issues.
“Uh, not to be a worrywart here, but…” Nean grimaced while staring at the gaping crater beside them. “Was it you who caused this?”
“Yeah,” Kieran answered truthfully. “I had a run-in with a Titled NPC of my own. Let’s just say the battle beca— ” Kieran paused while searching for a proper word. “Heated.”
“Ah,” Nean nodded while giving a complex look. Nevertheless, he switched to another troubling matter at hand. “What about getting inside this place? If I’m not mistaken, didn’t we need a special sigil?”
“Hm…”
Kieran walked forward, placed his hand on the wall where the entrance should be and evaluated the chances of success. “There should be no need for us to rely upon special ans like a sigil.”
Kieran balled up his fist and pounded the wall.
Bang!
An indent ford on the floor as a vigorous crimson aura swirled around Kieran’s body.
A Vampiric Blood Encrustation ford over his left fight as power flooded into his arm. Due to his armor, everyone could see his muscles ripple with power beyond what they had beco accustod to.
“How fucking high is your Strength right now?” Nean asked while staring at Kieran’s arm in stupefaction.
“Over 1,000,” Kieran indifferently replied..
BOOM!
Before the others could react to his astonishing revelation, Kieran’s fist shattered the wall and ford a web-shaped cracking pattern. ‘Hm, this wall is tougher than I presud.”
The outer layer shattered from Kieran’s first attack, but after pieces crumbled away, Kieran saw an unaffected wall underneath.
〈System: «Blood Mania» has reached its third juncture. Physical Attack Power increased by 125%!〉
“You may want to back up,” Kieran warned. Now that his Physical Attack Power experienced such a startling increase in conjunction with the Savage Beast Lord Set Equipnt, Kieran wasn’t sure how extre the blowback would be.
Everyone listened to Kieran’s suggestion and backed up.
Boom! Boom! BOOM!
Kieran punched the wall until a gaping hole opened up, exposing the Deep Sands Chamber’s stadium-like appearance inside.
‘Truly an amazing set. Just the 20% Strength increase alone makes fall in love with this equipnt,’ Kieran thought while marveling at the Vampiric Blood Encrustation gauntlet surrounding his hand.
The technique’s appearance seed to beco more refined with each usage, but that was to be expected since the skill’s Mastery increased the longer Kieran used it.
Furthermore, the Mastery progress improved significantly against strong opponents like Vidal.
Kieran was the first to walk through the hole, followed by Ezra and the others. Without turning back, Kieran delivered an order. “Lux, if you would be so kind.”
“Understood,” Lux answered.
He walked around, scrutinizing the surroundings with his special passive. At the sa ti, Kieran had Alice assist him since her Mana Vision was valuable when discerning Mana discrepancies.
If Dusvim truly did possess a hidden lair, as Kieran believed, it should be guarded by a powerful restriction.
It didn’t take long for both Alice and Lux to arrive at the sa area where they located sothing strange.
‘How cliche. Of course, he decided to use the main stage to hide the entrance.’
Kieran inhaled and lifted his foot before stomping it down. The entire stage crumbled and splintered as if hit by a bullet train.
Kieran tossed aside the broken rubble to find a clear path that led to a wall not too far away. Instinctively, Kieran drew Crimson Ashrune and walked forward with a narrowed gaze.
Pew! Pew! Pew!
Nurous holes opened in the wall, firing lethal sand spears, but Kieran deflected them while continuing forward.
Tap!
Kieran tapped Crimson Ashrune against the wall before him and received a hollow noise in return. There was undoubtedly a passage on the other side of the wall.
Unlike the entrance to the Deep Sands Chamber, Kieran could sense heavy Mana Fortification despite lacking special detection abilities.
‘I guess this guy truly cherishes his solitary. Unfortunately…’
Shnk!
Kieran slashed Crimson Ashrune, leaving a deep vertical scar on the wall. Despite how deep the scar seed, Kieran could tell one or two slashes wouldn’t get the job done, not with the amount of Mana Fortification this wall underwent.
Shnk! Shnk! Shnk! Shnk!
Kieran executed a series of nonstop slashes that followed a strict pattern. The pattern consisted of two vertical slashes spaced 1 ter apart and four arced slashes aid at each of the vertical scar’s endpoints.
After these six slashes, a shape resembling a double-edged sword appeared on the wall. Kieran continued following the pattern until the grove carved out by his blade beca deeper.
Finally, after repeating every slash over ten tis in a chanical fashion. Kieran dropped his arm and lift
“Grand Stomp!”
BOOM!
The wall inside his slashes was blown apart by what seed to be a special ability. Armors rarely possessed Item Abilities, but it wasn’t impossible.
One of Kieran’s set pieces likely gave him a unique ability, which was why his stomps beca so devastating.
A short corridor lit up with pale blue illuminating flas the mont Kieran’s presence was sensed. “You all can co.”
“This will be the last area we visit, and with this, we’ll conclude our quest,” Kieran spoke.
“You don’t have to tell twice. While fun, our experience has been nothing short of stressful,” Bastion comnted.
“I concur. Even as a Guild Master who has partaken in her fair share of raids in other titles, our condensed numbers made this quite the difficult ordeal. Fortunately, we have a walking nuclear missile,” Ezra added with a pleasant smile.
“Speaking of which, how long do you think it will be before raids appear? I’m down to crush one,” Nean voiced.
Kieran’s brow twitched after hearing their comnts. ‘Raid? Now that they ntion it, Raids are vital to Zenith Online. There are many categories, but the most important one would have to be a Lv.50 Raid Dungeon.’
Raid Dungeons were similar to Normal Dungeon except for one significant difference. Raid Dungeons possessed unique side missions that players must clear to gain access to the next phase.
Moreover, because Raid Dungeon generally required an obscenely large team to clear, the rewards were spectacular!
After recalling this bit of information, Kieran looked toward the others. “Raids? That sounds pretty interesting. Do you know why? Because that’s where we’ll make a na for ourselves. Shall we make a promise?”
“What’s the promise?” Luna’s eyes glistened with intrigue after hearing Kieran speak.
“That we’ll use the first-ever Raid Dungeon that appears to make a na for ours. By then, I hope we would have united under one banner.” Kieran’s comnt was aid toward Bastion and the others, not necessarily Ezra and Luna.
Each of these winso ladies possessed their own uniquely lofty ideals. Kieran wouldn’t stifle them by bringing them under his wing.
“Hell yeah! Let’s do it!” Bastion exclaid.
“Woohoo! A damned Raid Dungeon! But… how do we find one?”
“Mmm, I’m not sure yet. But we’re bound to co across that information eventually if we continue growing stronger,” Kieran said.
Although he was privy to so Raid Dungeon locations, reaching them was impossible.
Why? Because they required Advanced Class just to transverse the terrain. Otherwise, it’d be a waste to visit those territories.
Kieran suddenly waved his hand, dispelling the party’s excitent. It wasn’t bad, but the enthusiasm was misplaced. “Enough about the future. We won’t reach the future if we don’t focus on the events at hand. We still need to defeat our last opponent.”
While Kieran could more or less feel that they were pretty close to their location, he couldn’t ignore the fact he sensed an enormous presence, not in size but danger.
That man he saw earlier couldn’t just be a simple brigand head while emitting pressure like this.
“Prepares yourselves right now,” Kieran cautioned.
The pale blue flas illuminated a path that led to a relatively small clear. In the center of the clearing, Dusvim sat, ditating quietly while a subtle gust of sand swirled around his body.
The jewel-embedded turban sat on his head while his eyelids trembled. Once open, Dusvim’s eyes radiated a sharp light that scanned over everyone.
“Who are you? Not to ntion your action to intrude upon my personal lair? How brazen of you all!”
“Considering this is only one place we haven’t looked, it only fits that it’s the last place to be razed to the ground.
Duvsim’s eyes flickered with amusent as his lips curved into a slight smirk. “Raze to the ground? Are you making light of my Desertborn Brigands that have ventured to and stolen from many kingdoms?”
Kieran clicked his tongue and spoke in an icy tone. “Ah yes…. Brigands. Weak people who can only rely upon unscrupulous machinations to gain in this world. No ability to claim anything rightfully. If it weren’t the case, Facina and Vidal wouldn’t have perished.”
Hearing the nas of his children in the sa sentence as perish made Dusvim seethe. Anger brewed in his eyes.
“You think I’ll believe your sick joke?” Dusvim scoffed.
But, Kieran rely smiled indifferently. “A joke? If that’s the case, I have an enlightening present for you. Here.”
Thud! Thud!
Two heads rolled before Dusvim as his eyes reddened in abject horrors. A bloodcurdling cry echoed from his throat as Kieran stood a few ters away, completely at ease.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
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