Chapter 769.: 7 Bridges..and some more
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Fire, Light, and Lightning arrows filled the darkness, as winged creatures resembling harpies with bat wings were shot out of the sky. Seth and Tatzel were standing on a precariously swaying suspension bridge made of brittle wood and rotten rope
They had stepped onto it the very moment they entered this dungeon. Except for the place they were standing on, everything around that was a pitch black darkness. Of course, this didn't stop the two from seeing exactly what place they came to.
High above them was a rock dome ceiling, filled with these creatures called Swift Twilight. Below them was a seemingly endless abyss and the bridge supposedly crossed it. It was a weird setting for the first floors.
Every few steps the two would take on the bridge, some of the sleeping batwomen above would come down to attack them and the bridge. They had pondered about simply attacking the sleeping ones and taking out all of them at once, but after a quick test decided against it.
The test was Tatzel trying to fly with magic. It didn't work. Similar to the gorge that split Minas Mar from the entrance to the cavern it was built in, dungeons could define annoying stuff like no-flight zones. If the bridge really broke, they would be forced to fall all the way down.
Despite doubting that it would actually kill him, the blacksmith rather wouldn't take the fall, if it was avoidable. Instead, they simply decided to walk quickly and shoot down any attackers without stopping. This way they were constantly surrounded by readily available experience.
Seeing how a Swift Twilight was a lv.93(Elite) creature and was able to survive relatively long, even when hit by Seth's fire magic, the Imugi's lightning magic, or Apollo's Light Arrows that countered its inherent element of darkness, the blacksmith had to accept that the abyss was really a different level.
Not enough to make him get serious, but definitely, something to take note of. He only hoped the others would be okay. Roughly halfway across the bridge, Tatzel's breathing started to become more labored.
"Let's take a break and replenish our energy," he said as he came to a standstill.
~I-I can still go on!~ the snakelet asserted bravely.
"I'm sorry, but not everyone is young like young. I really want to sit down for a moment. Let me take a break, okay? Come on, sit down beside me. Let's eat something."
The blacksmith simply sat down in the middle of the bridge and persuaded the imugi to sit with him and eat something. Tatzel hesitated for a moment but finally nodded gratefully and laid down beside Seth, coiling his body in a wide spiral around the both of them.
Seth brought out some of the dishes Link cooked and the two filled their stomachs, sitting mid-air on a suspension bridge in the middle of a dungeon. The blacksmith also used the time to check on his status. Excitedly. He saw that he was already halfway up to level 92. Tatzel also proudly claimed that he had risen by two levels.
With the risen difficulty, the experience gained had also increased by a lot. Thinking about how many mobs they killed, Seth guessed that the experience gained per monster was almost five times that of a lv.92( Elite) in a surface dungeon. Whether it was five times the strength though, he couldn't quite tell. How was he supposed to accurately gouge the difference in strength between two things that both died with a single attack?
Sure, he could also make an effort and compare their attributes he could see with
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Fire, Light, and Lightning arrows filled the darkness, as winged creatures resembling harpies with bat wings were shot out of the sky. Seth and Tatzel were standing on a precariously swaying suspension bridge made of brittle wood and rotten rope
They had stepped onto it the very moment they entered this dungeon. Except for the place they were standing on, everything around that was a pitch black darkness. Of course, this didn't stop the two from seeing exactly what place they came to.
High above them was a rock dome ceiling, filled with these creatures called Swift Twilight. Below them was a seemingly endless abyss and the bridge supposedly crossed it. It was a weird setting for the first floors.
Every few steps the two would take on the bridge, some of the sleeping batwomen above would come down to attack them and the bridge. They had pondered about simply attacking the sleeping ones and taking out all of them at once, but after a quick test decided against it.
The test was Tatzel trying to fly with magic. It didn't work. Similar to the gorge that split Minas Mar from the entrance to the cavern it was built in, dungeons could define annoying stuff like no-flight zones. If the bridge really broke, they would be forced to fall all the way down.
Despite doubting that it would actually kill him, the blacksmith rather wouldn't take the fall, if it was avoidable. Instead, they simply decided to walk quickly and shoot down any attackers without stopping. This way they were constantly surrounded by readily available experience.
Seeing how a Swift Twilight was a lv.93(Elite) creature and was able to survive relatively long, even when hit by Seth's fire magic, the Imugi's lightning magic, or Apollo's Light Arrows that countered its inherent element of darkness, the blacksmith had to accept that the abyss was really a different level.
Not enough to make him get serious, but definitely, something to take note of. He only hoped the others would be okay. Roughly halfway across the bridge, Tatzel's breathing started to become more labored.
"Let's take a break and replenish our energy," he said as he came to a standstill.
~I-I can still go on!~ the snakelet asserted bravely.
"I'm sorry, but not everyone is young like young. I really want to sit down for a moment. Let me take a break, okay? Come on, sit down beside me. Let's eat something."
The blacksmith simply sat down in the middle of the bridge and persuaded the imugi to sit with him and eat something. Tatzel hesitated for a moment but finally nodded gratefully and laid down beside Seth, coiling his body in a wide spiral around the both of them.
Seth brought out some of the dishes Link cooked and the two filled their stomachs, sitting mid-air on a suspension bridge in the middle of a dungeon. The blacksmith also used the time to check on his status. Excitedly. He saw that he was already halfway up to level 92. Tatzel also proudly claimed that he had risen by two levels.
With the risen difficulty, the experience gained had also increased by a lot. Thinking about how many mobs they killed, Seth guessed that the experience gained per monster was almost five times that of a lv.92( Elite) in a surface dungeon. Whether it was five times the strength though, he couldn't quite tell. How was he supposed to accurately gouge the difference in strength between two things that both died with a single attack?
Sure, he could also make an effort and compare their attributes he could see with
Fire, Light, and Lightning arrows filled the darkness, as winged creatures resembling harpies with bat wings were shot out of the sky. Seth and Tatzel were standing on a precariously swaying suspension bridge made of brittle wood and rotten ropeThey had stepped onto it the very moment they entered this dungeon. Except for the place they were standing on, everything around that was a pitch black darkness. Of course, this didn't stop the two from seeing exactly what place they came to.High above them was a rock dome ceiling, filled with these creatures called Swift Twilight. Below them was a seemingly endless abyss and the bridge supposedly crossed it. It was a weird setting for the first floors.Every few steps the two would take on the bridge, some of the sleeping batwomen above would come down to attack them and the bridge. They had pondered about simply attacking the sleeping ones and taking out all of them at once, but after a quick test decided against it.The test was Tatzel trying to fly with magic. It didn't work. Similar to the gorge that split Minas Mar from the entrance to the cavern it was built in, dungeons could define annoying stuff like no-flight zones. If the bridge really broke, they would be forced to fall all the way down.Despite doubting that it would actually kill him, the blacksmith rather wouldn't take the fall, if it was avoidable. Instead, they simply decided to walk quickly and shoot down any attackers without stopping. This way they were constantly surrounded by readily available experience.Seeing how a Swift Twilight was a lv.93Elite creature and was able to survive relatively long, even when hit by Seth's fire magic, the Imugi's lightning magic, or Apollo's Light Arrows that countered its inherent element of darkness, the blacksmith had to accept that the abyss was really a different level.Not enough to make him get serious, but definitely, something to take note of. He only hoped the others would be okay. Roughly halfway across the bridge, Tatzel's breathing started to become more labored."Let's take a break and replenish our energy," he said as he came to a standstill.~I-I can still go on!~ the snakelet asserted bravely."I'm sorry, but not everyone is young like young. I really want to sit down for a moment. Let me take a break, okay? Come on, sit down beside me. Let's eat something."The blacksmith simply sat down in the middle of the bridge and persuaded the imugi to sit with him and eat something. Tatzel hesitated for a moment but finally nodded gratefully and laid down beside Seth, coiling his body in a wide spiral around the both of them.Seth brought out some of the dishes Link cooked and the two filled their stomachs, sitting mid-air on a suspension bridge in the middle of a dungeon. The blacksmith also used the time to check on his status. Excitedly. He saw that he was already halfway up to level 92. Tatzel also proudly claimed that he had risen by two levels.With the risen difficulty, the experience gained had also increased by a lot. Thinking about how many mobs they killed, Seth guessed that the experience gained per monster was almost five times that of a lv.92 Elite in a surface dungeon. Whether it was five times the strength though, he couldn't quite tell. How was he supposed to accurately gouge the difference in strength between two things that both died with a single attack?Sure, he could also make an effort and compare their attributes he could see with
