Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Tyr couldn't see anything. He was falling for so long in this abyss that it didn't even feel like falling anymore--just floating in an infinite void.

However, he saw a light quickly approaching from beneath him. His body tightened up--preparing itself for the fall.

Tyr fell right out of the hole and into what seemed to be a dungeon room. He had barely a millisecond to see this, however, as he immediately fell into a large pool of light-blue water.

A large splash ensued as Tyr's eyes opened up underneath. The water was abnormally bright. It was absolutely beautiful and oddly warm as well.

The water was about 10 feet deep. He floated up to the top, his head pushing against the surface of the water before bursting out.

After gasping for breath, his head darted around to see where he was.

From what he could see, he was in a stone chamber with 10-foot tall ceilings.

The room wasn't very large, about 50 feet on all sides. The pool of water he fell into looked to be at the very center.

He swam to the edge, the extra bouncy water making it easy for him.

After getting out of the pool, all of the warm light-blue water sucked out of his clothing and hair and returned to the pool--leaving him completely dry.

"Huh, convenient." He said to himself, continuing to survey the room.

There were pillars and vines around the edges, ancient writing on some of the random white stone blocks that the room was made of, and also what seemed to be various pedestals with nothing on them.

"Looks like this dungeon is quite old... all of its old artifacts are gone. According to Urvil, only 3 are left now." Tyr looked at all the empty pedestals.

"Damn, they were probably strong." He had no choice but to overlook them and make his way toward the only door in the room.

Right next to the door was a stone table with a flat top. Above it was what looked to be a map of the entire dungeon made of stone.

'Hmm...' He gazed deeply at it.

"I'm right here," He placed his finger on the map, dragging it along as he spoke.

In the middle of the map, there was a final room with the symbol of a treasure chest on it.

There were dozens of various rooms all around this giant labyrinth that you could get lost in, however.

Before Tyr were three rooms with the skull symbol on them. He had no other option but to enter one of these.

It was unlike any other room, which had at least one option to go toward a safer route.

'I got the unlucky one huh.' He said to himself. Before leaving, he noticed a stamp on the very edge of the map.

The stamp looked to be a single round ember of fire with a ring circle around it.

It was a bit hard to discern since it was obviously made of stone.

He made his way through the door, which opened up for him as he got close to it. He was a bit worried for a second that it wasn't going to open, but thankfully he wasn't that unlucky.

The next room was nearly 10 times smaller than the first one. It had nothing inside of it except for three doors.

"The three death rooms..." Tyr said under his breath, "Guess I have no choice. This one is the one closest to the center room." He took a deep breath and walked directly forward into the center room.

After walking inside, the door behind Tyr immediately shut. After that, it sealed itself with stone--blending back into the wall.

Tyr didn't notice this, however, as he was too busy looking at what was in front of him right now.

Sleeping in the center of this massive death chamber was an enormous serpent that was most likely over 100 feet long. Its body was thick and its scales were clearly durable.

Most of all, even while seemingly sleeping it gave off a menacing aura.

All around the room were the skeletal remains of past Hunters who attempted to complete this room.

It was an intimidating sight, there was no question about that.

'There's no doubt in my mind that this thing is at the very peak of Apex Rank.'

Tyr looked down at his shadow, 'I haven't tested your strength in a while, Rudra. Care for a challenge?'

'I will prove to you, master, that I am capable of being your servant!' Rudra's rough voice sounded through Soul Communication.

"Then come out. Kill that long worm right there." Tyr pointed his finger as a monstrous tiger summoned from his shadow and leaped forward.

Rudra let out a bloodcurdling roar that boomed through the entire massive death chamber.

The noise bounced off the walls, echoing in the air and reveberating the walls as the coiled snake slowly rose his head up.

Its eyes were just as Tyr expected them to be, dangerously bright and lethal looking.

Its maw was long. A long slithering tongue jumped out of its mouth and rattled quickly with aggression as it slowly made its way toward Rudra.

Finally, it opened its jaws--revealing rows of sharp and serrated teeth before hissing loudly at the tiger.

Rudra grunted slightly, not giving a shit about the imminent threat in front of him.

'Soldiers of his blood do not fear. No cowardice, no retreat, no defeat.' Rudra said with pride.

Tyr was slightly taken aback, 'What does he mean by my blood? Is he just that loyal to me?' He didn't understand just how loyal Rudra was. Not only that, but it seemed that the tiger held him in an extremely high regard even more than what loyalty could give.

Still, he chalked it up to their Soul Marking each other.

"You ready?" Tyr questioned out loud as the serpent suddenly began to slither forward.

Rudra roared loudly: 'Give me a go, master!'

Tyr smiled, "Bring me it's heart."