Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 44: First Floor (II): Trouble

Rezar quickly took care of the pink sheep and with more ease than he thought possible, but it was becoming rapidly obvious ton him that this wasn't your normal dungeon, and the only way to pass the first floor was to pass a gauntlet. But this dungeon was reported to be on the verge of an outbreak, which means if the normal gauntlet was a hundred monsters, Rezar would be facing a hundred times that amount at 10,000 and even more so was the fact that stronger monsters would have stronger higher leveled monsters amongst their ranks, it really wasn't looking good and he had to look at a bunch of people he couldn't trust to watch his back,

They easily took care of the second wave and backed up to the nobles, Rezar had gained eleven new undead, six of those by his own hands, and the other five from Screet and Neema leaving a few of their preys intact for the zombie infection to take hold and resurrect them. The extra zombie sheep, along with the mini minotaur was a welcome addition as it afforded these bunch of kids a more secure line of survival, but Rezar knew Lenore and whoever was truly behind this had fucking miscalculated.

The dungeon was experiencing an outbreak, at best the monsters on every level would experience a 100% increase in numbers, at worst it would be a 1000% increase, and to make matters worse monsters from higher levels would come down and mix with the low level monsters. Rezar doubted he would be able to save these spoilt brats against the onslaught of monsters that was heading their way.

The third wave was already coming and they were coming from the four cardinal directions this time, and they were still pretty much exposed. Even though they were closer to the western tree line, there was no guarantee those trees would offer any sort of solace, and what was worse had to be the fact that Rezar had absolutely no idea what sort of gameplay that was required for him to use in clearing it. He quickly turned to his so called party members.

"Do you guys know what this dungeon is all about? I need proper information to be able to come up with a strategy before Lenore and her Militia gets here." They looked at him for a few moments longer than was necessary before the young boy Reinhart decided to speak.

"I heard it was just a basic dungeon with five floors, and that it catered to combat or any other sort of class from level 1 to 25. Each floor is a gauntlet, at least till you get to the fifth floor where you would have to explore some sort of swamp and find the last boss and the dungeon core its guarding.

But there's a better dungeon with better loots about a mile north of the town, so most people prefer to train there, or in the wild if they're not so keen on loots and dungeon generated resources. The first floor should pit you against two dozen sheep and a single mini minotaur boss, but that n umber seems to have increased. The first floor gauntlet should only last for a two rounds."

Rezar didn't feel the need to state the obvious for the boy, but it was obvious that they were going to be dealing with a whole lot more than just a dozen monster farm animals. He had scarcely finished that train of thoughts when the trees on the north and south side of the open meadow split open and two monsters that should very much not be here showed up, dragging an axe and spiked mace that would put Neema's to shame.

*MOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!*

[Dungeon Minotaur Level 18(Elite) mini-boss]

Rezar didn't need anyone to tell him that those monsters were not supposed to be seen until at least the fourth floor if not the fifth floor itself. But now they were here which means they had completely underestimated the severity of the dungeon outbreak that was about to happen, they should never have decided to use this as an advantage to train a bunch of snot nosed spoilt brats.

"You guys will have to fight! Neema and Screet will kill the first floor monsters and make sure they raise enough of them to create a proper shield for you guys, not to mention the new un dead would help ease the pressure, but you all have to pitch in, or were all going to get overwhelmed. I'll take care of the mini-bosses; you guys would have to keep the other monsters off my back." Rezar said to them as he prepared to charge the incoming minotaur's.

"Slave we don't have to do shit! This is the job you've being commissioned for, keep us safe and get us the exp we need! Should things get bad, we can escape the dungeon so just worried about yourself Slave!" Boris said with a sneer as he looked down his nose at Rezar, for some reason he seemed really adamant about bringing the necromancer down, to make fun of death and get away with it.

"Don't worry, Reinhart and I would help you as much as we can, brother we came here to train and get stronger, it's not just the exp we need, we also have to grind our skills. Stop being such a bully and help him, if not for his sake then for yours, or are you going to run like a coward like you do every time." That seemed to trigger Boris, as he started grinding his teeth in anger, and it was so loud Rezar would swear he felt his bones vibrate.

This was the first word the only female in the group had said to him since they started, but it seemed all it did was add fuel to the fire as her brother looked like he wanted nothing more than to tear Rezar apart, limb from limb. Rezar shook his head as he relayed swift orders to his undead and then rushed towards the rapidly approaching cowmen, at the very least the burdens had decided to make themselves useful.