531. Gargoyles
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 155]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 157]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 151]
Three Demons stood before . Wild Demons. Statue-like creatures. Their skin was made from stone, and they faced with glinting red eyes. I tensed the mont I saw them. Each was lower-leveled than , but they were still Prival Demons.
They lashed out all at once as I raised my Divine Nebular Scythe. The [Gargoyles] werent fast. I could see them coming. But there were three of them, and I knew that each of them was incredibly sturdy. I swung out, trying to strike them all with a single swing.
[Divine Radiant Slash]!
I yelled as I sliced horizontally. The attack struck the first two [Gargoyles], breaking off their shoulders and chests. The third managed to hold back just in ti as my Divine Nebular Slash missed its head. I clicked my tongue as I swung back around, following up with a [Draconic Fury]-enhanced [Barrage of Cinders].
But the very first [Gargoyle] shrieked. Even with an arm missing, it still moved as if it was uninjured. It sent a pulse of crimson light towards , barreling ahead of the others. I was prepared for it. I knew what these Prival Demons were capable of, and I was ready to counter their attacks.
In an instant, I teleported behind the first [Gargoyle]. The crimson ring shot forward, striking the wall, before dissipating. It was a curse. A snare. So sort of antimagic attack that would disable any spell I cast. And I avoided it. I appeared behind the Prival Demon, already mid-swing.
Take this!
I unleashed the onslaught of [Draconic Fury]-enhanced [Barrage of Cinders] into the first [Gargoyle]s back. It recoiled as I carved out large chunks of its stone-like skin. Behind , I heard the thudding footsteps of the second [Gargoyle].
It lumbered forward with a limp the [Divine Nebular Slash] from earlier breaking off bits of its left leg. Its entire body shone as it leapt at .
And I stepped out of the way.
Idiot.
I chuckled, watching as the second [Gargoyle] crashed into the first. They both tumbled down a corridor, and I dusted my hands off.
Now to deal with
And [Angelic Premonition] blared in my head. I just raised my right arm as a blurred object swung at from the side. I caught the clawed hand of the third [Gargoyle]. I glanced back at it with a grin as it stared back at with its hollow eyes. It was literally like a statue. It didnt have any facial expressions. But it sohow looked shocked.
Surprised?
I pivoted around to face the third [Gargoyle]. It had managed to avoid my [Divine Nebular Slash], so it was still uninjured. And yet, its stone-like skin began to sizzle as flas wisped off my right hand. I tilted my head casually at the Prival Demon as it let out a screech.
[My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends]. Sorry, but you cant hurt .
And I dropped my Divine Nebular Scythe. I twisted the [Gargoyle]s arms behind its back. The scale-like skin on my arms burned with a gray fla as I held the Prival Demon in place. It couldnt break free. Even if it tried. I smiled and raised my left hand. Flakes of the sa gray flas wisped off my left clawed hand as I swung down hard.
The [Gargoyle] reeled. And I continued to dig into its back. My arms themselves continued burning the repeated attacks shattered large chunks of the Prival Demon. Until I tore through its chest, ripping the [Gargoyle] apart.
This was my Grand Skill. [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends]. It made invulnerable. It ant I couldnt be hurt. And because I couldnt be hurt, I could swing down at the [Gargoyle] as hard as I could without fear of injuring myself. Not only that, but with each swing, my aura of flas would burn the Prival Demon before I could finally dispose of it.
It was simple, really. But there was just one issue I had just used my Grand Skill over an hour ago. I had escaped from the [Basilisk], fleeing with [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends]. That should have been it. The Grand Skill should not have lasted more than twenty minutes. Yet, here I was, using its abilities to tear down a [Gargoyle].
I heard a pair of shrieks coming from behind . I glanced back as the first two [Gargoyles] standing at the edge of the tunnel, glowing with a crimson aura. I took on a wide stance as the Prival Demons charged at . My arms burned with the flickering gray flas as I bared my teeth.
Co and try !
They froze as I dashed straight at them. I crashed into the both of them with my arms extended, knocking them back down the tunnel with . I smashed them against the stone ground as they struggled, but I continued to tear through them. They flailed back at , swinging at my arms, but their attacks couldnt hurt . Because [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] made invincible. Or at least, it made my arms invincible.
After I had leveled the Grand Skill, the aura of invulnerability could now be concentrated on specific parts of my body instead of forming a protective barrier over my entire self. That ant I could now choose to protect just my arms alone. In doing so, it ant that the rest of my body was still vulnerable, but the duration of [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] was also extended.
Now, it could last well, a significantly longer period of ti compared to before, especially when less of my body was under the protection of the Grand Skill. And with that brand new boon from a Level 2 Grand Skill, I tore apart the remaining two [Gargoyles] as they failed to even leave a scratch on my scales.
Defeated [Gargoyle - Lvl. 151]!
Experience is awarded for defeating an enemy!
Defeated [Gargoyle - Lvl. 155]!
Experience is awarded for defeating an enemy!
Defeated [Gargoyle - Lvl. 157]!
Experience is awarded for defeating an enemy!
Class [Draconic Apprentice] Level Up!
[Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 127] -> [Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 128]
Gained 2 Secondary Skill Points!
I stared at the pile of rubble that had once been the three Prival Demons. They werent as strong as the very first [Gargoyle] I fought. Which made sense. Each and every one of them was lower-leveled than even . In fact, one of these three [Gargoyles] had been 10 levels below the first [Gargoyle]!
Anyway, while they werent a problem individually, defeating the three of them at once wasnt easy. Fortunately, I had a Grand Skill while they didnt.
Its a good thing you guys didnt have Grand Skills.
I snorted as I started away from the dead [Gargoyles]. Our battle had led us tumbling down a tunnel with a dead-end. So I returned back to the circular chamber that branched out to various other corridors. I swept my gaze around the room, seeing all the different paths I had already explored. I had investigated about a quarter of them, so there was still plenty of places I could explore.
The only problem was
I wonder just how long will my Grand Skill last?
I didnt actually have a good sense of how long the altered version of [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] would protect for. I intuitively understood that now that the Grand Skill was at Level 2, it would last twice as long as it originally did, which was how I knew it would last for twenty-minutes now.
But once I began to reshape my Grand Skill, my understanding of it beca more abstract. I vaguely knew that it would last longer simply because it simply covered both my arms. However, I had absolutely no idea how long it would last. It could be anywhere from a few more hours to ending soon, and I wouldnt know.
Maybe I should [Rest] here for a while
I frowned, tapping a finger on my chin. I strolled around the cave chamber in thought as [Passive - Weaker Regeneration] took effect. I picked up my Divine Nebular Scythe, before looking down at myself. I hadnt taken much damage from the battle against the three [Gargoyles]. When they were thrashing about, they did inflict so curses and snares that hurt . But I was relatively unscathed compared to my first battle with a [Gargoyle].
I ca to a halt right before a narrow tunnel. It had a steep decline, and its entrance was half-buried in rubble. But what caught my eye was not the slit-like opening that I could barely fit through, but the markings on the wall next to it.
What is this?
There was a symbol carved into stone. Runic shapes that made no sense, even with my [Universal Language Comprehension]. That normally ant that these were inscriptions of power so kind of magic or curse which didnt have any intended comprehensible aning.
However, I went to Mavos Academy. I had studied various runes used for enchanting and the like. I knew that modern runes were relatively simple, while historically, runes were far more complex. I had seen a foundational rune that was commonly used back during the Alexandrian Era, and I was more than certain this design was even more intricate than that.
I rubbed my chin before shrugging.
Maybe this leads to an armory?
I would have liked to have an Epic Grade or Mythic Grade weapon with as I explored this Dungeon. Certainly, if I had the Breastplate of Alexander, I wouldnt have had to use a Grand Skill to escape the [Basilisk].
I wandered down the tunnel as my burning gray flas lit up the path. It led further down until it reached the edge of a cliff. I glanced around at the walls of this corridor. It was different from the rest of the tunnels. While most of the tunnels seed to be carefully dug out to form the vague shape of proper hallways with brick-like walls and flooring. This tunnel seed to be haphazardly dug out.
Like it was a tunnel that was created after my dads kingdom had fallen. And that made hesitate for a mont. Could it have been that this was dug out by a wild Demon like the [Basilisk]? But the [Basilisk] was imprisoned down here. That ant this had to have been ford by sothing else.
I didnt think the [Gargoyles] could have been responsible for this could they? The first one I encountered was waiting like a statue for before it attacked. I felt a sense of apprehension holding back as I reached the other side of the tunnel.
I saw the exit up ahead, and I took in a deep breath. I stepped forward to see what was waiting down here for
Now Entering [Lair: Spout of the Gargoyles]
I paused as the voice echoed in my head. I stared at what was waiting up ahead for . It was a chamber. Not an artificial chamber with smooth tiles and a tall ceiling. This was a cave chamber that seed like it had been burrowed out by so [Geomancer].
And waiting there were [Gargoyles]. Dozens of them. They stood lining against the walls of the room as my eyes grew wide. There was another tunnel further leading down just up ahead. But I only stared at the waiting Prival Demons.
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 155]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 158]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 161]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 168]
[Gargoyle - Lvl. 152]
Their heads snapped towards as I raised my Divine Nebular Scythe. The gray flas wisped off my arms and flickered.
I blinked as the Grand Skill ended. [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] faded away. And I stood with no Grand Skill against a small group of Prival Demons.
Oh no.
They charged as I braced myself.
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