Unknown Origin Dungeon

Chapter 03

There were so many amazing and dreadful things to see in the location. It's as though you're receiving a warm welcome from everyone here. He had 20 times more magic power than he had before. There was a tangible sense of heaviness in the air around him. Withered trees cover much of the landscape. Including the flowers that also succumbed to wilting. Isaac's nose was picked up by the odor. Thunder and lightning could be heard all around him. Silver-haired youth's garments had been saturated by the strong downpour. His face was massaged by Issac's hand. Isaac's school outfit was blown away by a powerful wind gust. He figured out a method to go somewhere safe to hide.

However, nothing occurs or a place to stay is found along the hike. Mysterious things began to pop into my head as soon as I saw Issa. The two ladies desired to be linked with the location, even though they were both females. The moon was obscured by dark clouds. Flash of lightning that may be seen from a distance accompanying the event. Issac didn't feel at home in the rain since he was drenched. The silver-haired youngster was a speed demon. Isaac's brow was buried in his hands.

Even if you move to a new location, you'll never be apart from your family. In spite of this, Isaac had a sensation he had never before experienced. He walked on. Using both of his eyes, he gazed at the scene around him with a stern expression. Vacant and eerily quiet. Withered and charred flora fill homes, huts, and gardens. The path was littered with dead corpses. The elderly, children, and men and women of all ages have already died.

It's raining nonstop. Resulting in a muddy ground surface. While the floor has been built, it will also experience the same. Suddenly, the thunder erupted once again. Disrupting his ability to perceive sound.

Isaac found it difficult to walk when he arrived at the midway point of the trek. In order to keep his feet firmly on the ground, he had to keep moving. In his black sneakers, Isaac dove for cover. The soles of one's feet swinging in the breeze. Disbelief spread over his face. Isaac attempted to push his way down. However, the outcome is zero. The silver-haired teen, on the other hand, noticed something that was normally employed as a weapon of defense. A lamp post with a pea tree. A 230-centimeter-tall man with a weight of 10 kilos stands out. The lighting pole was grasped firmly by the right hand first. The pea tree plant was then firmly grasped in both hands. His sigh was audible. I hope he has a longer life span.

Isaac took it one step at a time. There was excruciating pain in his body. His blood vessels swelled to the point of dilation. He was successfully stepped on both feet. Until he came to a circular-sized hole. The right foot was stepped on. To walk, he has regained normal gravity. Metal circles were found above both feet by the left hand. Striking the metal while squeezing it. Despite its weight, it has a gritty feel to it.

Plants and lights poles slipped from his grasp when he used his left hand. Using great care, he stepped on the metal with his shoe. Thoughts of retaining the gravitational pull of the planet. Isaac observed a gorgeous castle with a fearsome fortification while he was pondering. His amazement was palpable as he raised his head.

Isaac took a chance because he was curious. The circle line was crossed by a single footstep. Gentle rubbing with the three fingers of a foot It self-lifted in an instant. As long as there was no magic involved, Isaac couldn't soar into the air. Take a long sigh from Isaac's lips and let it out. The silver-haired youth floats higher because of the gravitational force. Slowly, his mouth widened. He was muttering to himself as he tried to find a method to keep his emotions in check. Isaac's gaze was riveted on a regal castle that had fallen into disrepair.

The walls are sturdy and well-protected. Trapezoidal form at first appearance. Soaring so high that it's tough to get through. In the second stratum, there were nine watchtowers. While just five guns are left in the first stratum. It's separated into two halves in the right-hand corner. The first portion is at the top of the page, with a watchtower in the corner. There's no one watching. The bottom, on the other hand, is just about the size of two cannons. The cannon's trigger and wheel were severely damaged. In addition, two bodies were strewn over his body.

In the face of this, Issac had no idea what to say. There were no other towers of this size to be found. The silver-haired youngster had no idea what he was looking at. Issac questioned what was wrong with the world. Inside, you'll find a tidy wooden fort. The dark dirt began to become green. However, this is only a trick of the light.

"Is this the palace? "What gives the impression that it's small?" Isaac murmured.

As time passed, the distance between him and that location grew. Pushing his legs back, Issac sat up. The initial step was taken by him. Quickly rushed to the palace without anybody on watch. Isaac's prediction was incorrect. A slew of skeletons arrived, each brandishing an item. He drew a weapon from his pocket. He unleashed a massive wind vortex by swiping his wand. The skeletons were swept away. While exerting more effort with both legs at the same time. No grass or lights poles were needed to sustain the weight, it is said. He muttered a curse to himself. At long last, he was able to plant both feet firmly on the earth. The first tier of the wall had Isaac on the left side. There are cannon markings on both the front and rear. Axles, wheels, and levers. All of the wooden and rope throwers were shattered and shattered, too. Isaac turned to the right. Towards the fort's dome, He had Isaac's wand in his hand. His clothing was ruined by the rain. Muddy footprints and the stench of blood made it difficult for him to see or smell anything. Isaac paused for a bit before continuing with his conversation. I saw a piece of jewelry on the floor. An image without a face may be seen when the cover is opened from the outside. But one thing is for sure: here is where troops die when they face an enemy they don't recognize.

Issac tucked his jewelry away in his pocket. While moving quickly, keep your eyes open. There was a steady stream of rain and thunder, which lasted for many minutes at a time. Third layer: Isaac took a look. Some of the walls seem to have been damaged and have holes in them. Issac mumbled under his breath, "There's nothing more to be anticipated from the wall." After then, the young man with silver hair approached the fort dome's dome entrance. Similar to the gate. Just because the dome is smaller doesn't mean it's any less beautiful. It's written in the Epuni language, which means 'Go away, demon'. In addition, the script was made from dried blood. There was no doubt about the walls' surface. Squeezing each other, his fingers made contact.

Mumbled the young guy. Searching for a way in. Issac saw something that may unlock the door. Barrel number three is in the list of available barrels. There was no writing on it at all. There was an inscription like "caution! Don't touch it!" or "this drink is loaded with alcohol" that Issac encountered while at Megona Village. Isaac's recollection of the incident made him hesitant to approach him. The barrels were hoisted by the left palm when they lined up. In the end, there was nothing. As expected, the second barrel was likewise destroyed. Isaak chose to inspect the third breach of the weapon. The rubber cover is there. His right eye was pushed inward by Issac's tugging. You won't find anything there. On his face, he conveyed disappointment. The third barrel was the only one he didn't look at. The barrel was twisted with two hands. In between the lid and the contents, there was a distinct sound of cracking wood. A pale blue slimy liquid was discovered by both hands. Hands are held upward. Running away from the stench of that awful fluid. There is a rock that is not in a tight position by accident. Isaac had skepticism about it. The mucus-covered left hand of his was used to transfer the boulders onto the stone's surface. A golden key was seen. Nearly hidden from view.

Issac grabbed the key and pushed open the door in front of him. There was a distinct squeaking sound coming from within the vehicle. It took the young man with the grey hair no time at all to get to the silhouette in black and white. Found two staircases. Doorway to the palace or fortifications on both sides.

I hope it's worth the money I spent," Isaac said.

The dungeon's contents intrigued the silver-haired youngster. I've decided to stay away till I get what I'm looking for. His wand was firmly in his right hand.

~o0o~

There is nothing but massive walls when you enter the fort's dome. When the flame was lit, Issac was unnerved by the shadow cast by it. His pulse was pounding. Irregular breathing occurs. Exhausted and anxious for the eleventh time in as many days. His brow was furrowed as he struggled to keep his cool. Sweat was ready to drip down the silver-haired man's face. His gaze roved the room, scanning the landscape.

Isaac discovered the secret staircase. Convinced that the lowest floor is the best option. The stairwell was pointed out using the left hand. Towards the conclusion, there are hints of burning wood. Isaac surveyed the area. One street is all that is visible from the windows. His light was laid down for a few seconds. Let him take off his tuxedo, please. Predisposition to getting a cold. Waiting patiently for the proper moment to resume his quest was not an option for him. His wand was stowed down in his pants. Explore every nook and cranny of the dome.

Issac's scars were clearly visible as the flame continued to burn. His back was painful and aching from the lashes. His teeth began to shake violently. As the two arms came into contact, they brushed against one another. The flame kept her hair in place. Fortunately, the steps have a protective barrier. Isaac had never made a choice like this before. Even if you're only a few feet away, it's better than nothing.

For the time being, Isaac slept in the fortress dome and prayed for the best. despite the fact that it was just a fleeting hope. Out of the gate, downstairs. In an open condition, a little palace with a c***k in the entrance. Within, a voice sprung to life. The beast is licking every wall it comes across. Isaac, of course, had no idea.

ten minutes later, Isaac was on his way again. The buttons have been put in one by one, one by one. Coming down the fort's dome is a delicate operation. Turned the body around. As you down the steps, keep your feet and hands moving back and forth in a rhythmic pattern. He lowered himself with care. While he carries a torch in his left hand. For some reason, despite being on his alone, Issac sensed a movement under his feet. His head hit the floor and he screamed. In the other direction, he pointed with his hand. His pulse was racing. His body was drenched with perspiration. It got easier for him to breathe in and out. Realizing that worrying was a waste of time for Isaac. The silver-haired youth paused in the middle of the stairs to take a big breath. Using the diaphragm, inhale air up into the nose. He made a second blink with his eyes. Make sure your vision isn't obstructed by a variety of factors. The stair railings were securely clutched in both hands. Look around as you hurry to get down.

As soon as I entered the basement, I was overcome with an overwhelming sense of odor and decay. Pungent scents are prevented from entering by flicking the hand. Right and left turns are made using the torch. The only object of importance is the gate's lever-pull wheel. It was Isaac's turn to go close to the thing. The wand is retrieved from its scabbard. Using any iron surface as a weapon. Rusty in appearance. Issac's mouth arched inward as he spoke. Steps echoed. Squeaking of a mouse in the gutter above. Squeaking sound. I'm not sure which way to throw things out.

He started to make his way out of the building. While pointing the stick to the right with my free hand. Trying to remain cool while I search for a way out of this situation.

There was no one around, according to Isaac.

A silver-haired youth, though, didn't want to let go of all he had accomplished. Returning to the Daponia school through a portal dungeon was pointless. It was because of this that they were unable to trust anything Isaac said. Having negative thoughts or just talking about others is pointless, Isac said in his head. They're a group of wealthy men and women who care about their money, position, and relationships with women. The silver-haired boy said that's how aristocrats are.

On the inside, Isaac was able to open the door. Take your time and be cautious. The sound of footsteps could be heard. Until I heard the sound of running water coming from the fort's dome. Using Isaac's lungs, inhale outwards in a long line. The lever was pushed by a young man with grey hair. It was still pouring rain when I got there. Had considered using a stick to defend himself from the wind and rain drenching his garments. Isaac, on the other hand, had no desire to do so. Instead, the young guy decided to take a leap of faith and go forward. The rain was falling down hard as I sped up to avoid it. savoring every nook and cranny of her moist flesh to the fullest. Isaac seemed to appreciate it. The silver-haired teen's lips curled into a crooked grin. For the last 16 years, his heart had been aching for an end to the agony. As long as he doesn't have to deal with the people around him.

"You must be aware of the personality traits of all of your professors." Experimentation is the only way to learn about a subject in science. Check out what could be valuable to you in the future. In order to participate, you do not need to be an expert in any field. The sky is the limit as long as you have a desire to pursue."

In a dream, I mean. A low murmur escaped Isaac's lips. I'll think about it. He continued going at a high pace. It seems as though he's shielding his face. Silver-haired youngster finally made it through the door. In the Epuni script, a gate means "to exit." He wasn't content with what he found while he was touring the area. In spite of this, Isaac decided to visit. Curiosity-satisfaction and stress-relief are two important outcomes of this process.

Issac was startled when he heard birds crowing. The fort's roof was home to a swarm of crows. Isaac's body had an odd reaction. He had a nagging suspicion that something was wrong. Isaac was assaulted by a long-tongued creature when he opened the door. He swiftly dived under the cover of the table. His wand was ready to use in a flash.

a massive worm frog. Consume the local dead population. Dark brown eyes and brown skin. An animal with a large forehead and a small snout muzzle. In addition, his tongue is nearly 75 meters long. The fingers on the face are long and flat. It may strike at any moment because of its small legs. His skin felt like a hedgehog as the spoken word was spoken. The thorn instantly shrank within a few seconds. In addition, the frog will leap and lunge at anybody who assaults it if the environment is unpleasant. Even Isaac isn't immune. Her face was contorted into a frown with her lips gaping wide. Even though his wand was trembling, he held it firmly in his hand.

"Bulprogy! Damn it!"

~o0o~

The Bulprogi frog was a pet peeve of Issac's. Suddenly, a frog sprang out of the water and attacked him. Youthful silver-hairs evaded with ease. He sprinted around in a circle. Searching for combat weapons to use in the conflict. Acknowledging Bulprogi's presence, Isaac turned to face him, wand raised in the air. However, the magic assault failed. The Bulprogi stood their ground in the face of the wind elemental onslaught. The Benttle frog, on the other hand, was becoming more enraged. He was smacked severely on the soles of his feet. Issac's hearing was disrupted by the noise. He was irritated that his wand failed to bring him to his knees. Knights' bodies were strewn over the floor. Isaac regarded it as a once-in-a-lifetime chance. The young man in gray ran quickly. Issac was shocked when Bulprogi put his tongue out. While crawling, he sank into a fetal posture and fell asleep. Looking at a knife with a sharpened eye. Instead of a knife, the silver-haired teen was able to get a sword.

The sword was meticulously crafted. The sword's point had been shattered in two, rendering it useless. There are no emblems or other markings on the handle itself. Isaac had a firm hold on her.

Isaac was accosted by Bulprogi after he jumped. Silver-haired youth, on the other hand, managed to keep up with the younger guy. Inadvertently struck by Bulprogi The young guy, on the other hand, wished that his candle had been brought to him. The inclement weather was also a factor in his decision-making. In the pouring rain, Isaac fought back with all of his might. Bulprogi would have to face him in the open, even if it meant taking a risk.

Isaac removed his sword from its sheath. Defeat him by smashing the door in front of him. Issac was shocked when Bulprogi put his tongue out. That being said, the assault was completely ineffective. Bulprogi was also hit with the stick he had in his right hand. The crescent moon is a symbol of wind-elemental magic. The maggot frog, on the other hand, inflated its cheeks. Thorns were embedded in his flesh. Isaac spat a sign of displeasure. His gaze swung from side to side. The elderly man was escorted out of the building. Run as quickly as you can while dodging the protruding tongue. When the tongue came at him from the right, Isaac made a U-turn to the left. There is a good understanding of footsteps and turns. As high as he could go, Bulprogi leaped. Fortified with a metal roof. Bulprogi's gaze is focused. Stab the frog with the shattered sword. The skin hardens, which is a pity. The thorns are also ready to fall. Isaac took a step back. He snarled at the inability to get near enough to her to kiss her. Silver-haired youth chewed on his lip in frustration.

There's no way I can go near enough to him! Isaac expressed his displeasure.

The silver-haired teen, on the other hand, was unable to track his every move. Until he saw Bulprogi poised to do something. They snapped off of Isaac's legs. If you don't utilize what you acquire, don't worry. When the frog was going to be flung, it had a sour look on its face. From the depths of the slither, the thing arose. Using all of his might, slug Isaac. When Isaac had finished speaking, he had turned around. To the top of the fort's dome, run as quickly as you can. Close the door, he said. I'm searching for a thing that I can hang on to Issac squinted at a piece of wood, then pressed it firmly into place. Look at both eyes and the face in search of a clue. The door to the outside is making a lot of noise. Bruise him to the ground. In Isaac's mind, the culprit was a gigantic wolf. However, even if the frog used its tongue to strike Isaac, it was the same.

While being cornered, Isaac sensed a gravitational pull. His eyes and brows arched, indicating that he was thinking. Reflection. He recalled how he felt as if he were flying in the sky at that moment. Slowly lower yourself. He crawled up the fort wall, her gaze fixed on him as he ascended. As he charged towards Isaac, his head jerked back and forth in his sockets. The gray-haired adolescent stepped back, trying to get a toehold. His gaze remained fixed on the sky's horizon. Isaac, on the other hand, was pressed for time. Silver-haired youngster rapidly made his way to the top of the stairs. He just kept going up and up and up. His arrival at the top level was marked by the presence of gravitational magic energy. The closer and larger it becomes as time passes. A blast erupted beyond the wall as Isaac fled. He bowed his head and reached out his right hand, which was clutching a stick. The sound of shattered glass on the ground. Cut it into smaller and smaller parts. Bulprogi's eyes were glaring at Issac at the time. The young man with silver hair gasped in shock, his breath coming up short. His limbs retreated backward in his chair. Bulprogi was in the range of her flung wand. A frog with a shattered wall drew his attention away from the task at hand. The assault was unsuccessful. As a matter of fact, Bulprogi was becoming more enraged. His eyes swelled and became a blood-red color.

Isaac had his wand in his right hand and his left hand lifted in salutation. Make a circle with his right arm. The vortex was whirling away at a tremendous pace. Turning toward Bulprogi as a result. His arms began to become slack. The wind is extremely strong. His muscles seemed to be strained as he spoke. The rain is growing harder, and the wind is picking up as well. In a way that makes Issac impossible to continue. His arms started to cramp. Isaac lets out a groan. Regulated breathing is becoming more common. As the silver-haired youth approached, the frog leaped and rushed at him. If the creature had managed to get their hands on it, he didn't know for sure.

Isaac grabbed a spear as soon as the silver-haired teen took a few steps back. The spear was pitch black to his fingertips. Engraved gold plating. The spear somehow found its way behind him. Although Isaac was unable to avoid it, he was forced to do so.

The spear morphed into a different form as it was held by the creature. There are Epuni carvings on all four sides. When Isaac looks at the engraving, he isn't very concerned about it. The spear, on the other hand, had incredible force. His spear was held by both of his hands. Lifted into Bulprogi's womb. Blood began to ooze out of every crevice. Until the internal organs are also spilled, it seeps to the ground. Bulprogi's mouth dropped open in disbelief. Isaac launched his final assault because he was still unsatisfied. He was pierced from head to toe, including his bones. Instantly encompassing a large portion of the brain When he died, his corpse sank to the ground instantly. Groans that could not be breathed in. Unusual side effects are being felt. His eyesight became hazy as a result. From a distance, one gazes up at the strange horizon. Issac cradled his head in his hands. Pained screams. He was startled to see a weird person lurking in the shadows. He was smiling slightly as he pushed his hands into his pockets.

"It seems that you are in need of some much-needed rest, buddy. After fighting Bulprogi, you'll need it."

The man's assertions were accurate. His head was jerking frantically. In an instant, his whole head and torso had fallen to the ground. Snoring was heard in the dark black as the sense of sight started to distort.