"Fucking hell..." Leon cursed as he tumbled down the stairs and landed hard on the floor.
Groaning, he stood up slowly, realizing that everything around him was pitch black-he couldn't see a thing.
[Extreme tension on Host's eyes has been detected.]
Within seconds, Leon's eyes shifted-his pupils narrowing into slits like a cat's. The darkness faded, and the surroundings became crystal clear.
He looked ahead and spotted a long corridor leading to a metal door at the end. The walls were made of stone, overgrown with moss, and a foul stench wafted from up ahead.
"I need to get out of here..." he muttered, spinning around to leave-only to find a solid wall behind him, where the staircase had been.
"What? But-" His words caught in his throat. There hadn't been a sound. No rumble. Nothing but a wall appeared behind him, Leon couldn't understand how this happened.
He reached out and pressed his palm against the wall, to confirm if it was real or not... To his disappointment the wall was real.
'Dammit... I shouldn't have picked up this damn pendant, Leon thought, as he brought the pendant upto his face and looked at it with an Irritated expression.
'Looks dungeon has no plans of letting me out unless it's cleared-just like those RPGs I used to play on earth:' Leon thought with a serious expression.
'*sigh*, I am assuming that the enemy still doesn't know of my presence yet So, I will just take off these shoes... They are wet and they are making too much sound on this floor! He thought as he sighed, then bent down and took off his shoes, storing them in his inventory.
T'll save 'Skill Crafter' for emergencies until then, I will test this skill..' Leon thought with a serious look, as he activated a passive skill.
Immediately, a tile ahead glowed brightly red and sitting on it was a golden ring with a gleaming blue gem on it.
'Yeah... I am not picking that up. Leon narrowed his eyes and used another skill.
[Name: Magician's Ring]
[Description: An old ring that never lost its shine. When worn, it slightly increases the wearer's mana.]
'An artifact that boosts mana? Sounds valuable…. but what's the trap ?'
He glanced at the nearby walls— and noticed something. Carefully, he brushed aside the thick moss to reveal a small hole.
[Name: Basic Arrow Trap]
[Description: A basic weight-triggered trap. Once triggered, arrows are shot from the hole.]
"Huh... wonder how many of these are around."
Leon scanned the corridor and spotted more similar holes, every single one of them cleverly concealed behind the moss.
"Well, that's a smart way to hide traps, but I have a smarter way to trigger it" He said with a smile. Stepping away from the step, Leon raised his hand and activated his skill...
He imagined a thread forming from his hand and wrapping around the ring.
Suddenly, Leon pulled his hand back and the ring flew toward him.
Leon caught the ring but the tile that the ring rested upon, started sinking down silently.
Two arrows shot from opposite walls, smashing into each other midair before falling to the floor in pieces.
'Hmm... only two arrows? What about the other holes?' Leon wondered as he looked at the floor for any more trigger tiles but didn't see any.
Shrugging, he slid the Magician's Ring onto the index finger of his right hand and whispered,
[Skill Crafter (F)], [Inspect (C)], [Adaptive Body (S)], [Minor Healing (F2)], [Trap (F)], [Inventory (F3)], [Blind Spot (F)],
[Touch of Lust (F4)], [Loose Grip (F)], [Adrenaline Rush (F)], [Lustful Thoughts (F)], [Alchemy (F {S-Cap)],
[Glitch Point (F)], [Instant Craft (F1)], [Reverberate (F1)], [Mana Thread (F)] Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Hmm... 100 mana increase. Not bad," Leon spoke, looking at the screen with a neutral expression.
Suddenly, a weird sound echoed through the corridor.
Leon immediately pressed his back to the wall as two small goblins emerged from the shadows. One dragged a rusty sword, the tip scraping against the ground. The other clutched a wooden club in its dirty, clawed hands.
Their skin was green and sickly, nails blackened with filth and dried blood.
As they reached the tile, both goblins stopped abruptly. Their expressions twisted with confusion and fear.
They began arguing, pointing and yelling at each other.
[Description: A low-ranking monster commonly found in dark caves and dungeons. While weak and unintelligent on their own, goblins become dangerous when in groups due to their cunning teamwork and ambush tactics.]
They're not smart enough to build something like that trigger based trap. Someone else must've made it- and these guys are just using it to catch prey:
Leon watched as the goblins split up. One of them wandering further down the hall, the other slowly approaching his position.
"Time to level up... One strike and One kill. Leon thought as he used his skill.
A slow, clicking sound echoed from the corner of the corridor. The goblin immediately turned towards it, a confused expression on its face.
Suddenly, it noticed the ring it had been searching for-floating in the air.
The goblin immediately dropped its sword and walked toward the ring.
"Keke.." it murmured, raising both hands and jumping like a monkey, trying to grab it.
Again, the same sound came from the left. The goblin froze mid-jump, it's eyes darting toward the shadowy corner.
"Surprise, motherfucker." Leon stepped forward and drove his dagger straight into the goblin's neck with full power: 1
"Kew-" Before it could understand what was happening, the dagger tore through its throat, silencing it instantly.
[Congratulations! You have Leveled Up.]
Murky-red blood sprayed from the wound as the goblin collapsed to the ground.
Another goblin heard the noise. It gripped its club tightly and began moving cautiously toward the sound.
It called out for it's partner-but no answer came from the other side.
Suddenly its foot touched something wet. The goblin knelt, dipped a claw into the liquid, and sniffed it. His eyes went wide because it was his partner's blood.
But it was already too late.
"Tch Tch" Leon's made a clicking sound from his mouth, followed by the slick hiss of a blade.
This time, Leon used the sword of his partner to deliver a clean, powerful strike. The rusty blade sliced clean through the goblin's neck.
Leon swung the sword to fling off the blood.