Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He arrived at the dungeon of the Trade Path Ruins. A sentry post was established here to support the dungeon.
They were surrounded by simple wooden buildings that were well-arranged.
There were only a few ordinary people on the streets. The people coming and going were basically explorers wearing armor and carrying weapons.
At the entrance of the outpost was a huge shop. Inside, there was a dazzling array of basic swords, armor, medical bandages, and rations.
Standing at the door, he could see the stone platform at the Mist entrance not far away. It was the same stone platform that Kane had stepped on when he returned to the wolf den.
According to the introduction, the purpose of this stone platform was to stabilize the Mist entrance so that the entrance would not deviate and cause unnecessary accidents.
This small outpost almost met the most basic needs of an Explorer.
He came to the door of the only tavern in the outpost and looked at the name, ‘Three Little Pigs’.
He had to admit, it was a nostalgic name.
He pushed open the door and entered. The unique atmosphere of a tavern greeted him.
Loud arguments, men’s laughter, women’s abuse, and some tuneless singing.
He found a relatively quiet corner and sat down. A freckled, energetic young woman in an apron walked over.
She placed a menu of tavern dishes and drinks in front of Kane and asked,
“What would you like to eat, Sir? Today’s dishes are all on this list.”
Kane ordered bread and pork chops and a glass of fruit wine. He handed the menu back to her and said,
“I also need a nice single room.”
“No problem, Sir. Please wait a moment.”
Then she turned and headed for the bar.
In a moment, she returned and placed the food Kane had ordered on the table. Then she placed a key in his hand.
“This is the key to the room upstairs. You can go up and rest at any time, Sir. If you need anything else, you can call me.”
Kane took the key and thanked her.
He savored his dinner and listened to the conversations around him.
“I heard that this outpost has been around for five years?” a young explorer asked.
“Soon, there should be four months left.” The one who answered the question was an explorer who did not look like a newbie when one looked at his equipment.
“The trade route is about to disperse.” This voice came from the four explorers at the next table.
“It’s already impressive that a newbie-level copper dungeon can last so long.”
“What a pity. There has not been a newbie-level dungeon in many years.”
“If a newbie-level dungeon doesn’t appear in the next few years, those newbies will be in trouble.”
The Hero’s Game does not lie.
The tavern was indeed a good place to gather free information.
After Kane finished eating, he took his key to the bar. After paying the owner one gold coin, he went to his room on the second floor.
He put away his gear and soaked in the tub that came with the room. It was already thoughtfully filled with hot water.
After washing, he lay on the bed and considered the message from the dungeon here.
A night of silence.
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Early morning.
Kane reached the mist entrance.
He registered his basic information at a nearby sentry.
This information was not meant to compile any statistics. It was mainly meant to inform the explorers’ loved ones of their death if necessary.
Explorers had never been a peaceful profession. The annual mortality rate had always been high.
He stood on the stone platform with a familiar sense of weightlessness.
He saw the familiar starry sky again, but the position of the stars had changed. It should be that the star under his feet was different from the previous one.
Through the Door of Mist of the dungeon.
It was night-time in the copper-coloured dungeon, and it was hard to see the day-night changes in the sky.
This first glimpse of the dungeon gave one a very ordinary feeling. There was only a winding road leading into the distance.
On both sides were some sparse trees. The moon and stars in the sky were no different from the outside.
Kane was more or less disappointed, mainly because his first sight of the first dungeon had been so shocking that he still loved and remembered it.
Why would there be a dungeon that cannot be entered once it’s cleared? What’s there to guard against? A brush? I have to guard against our own people too.
Shaking his head, he focused on the dungeon. Even in a simple dungeon, he couldn’t be careless.
Even a lion fights a rabbit with all its might.
“Armor made, Knight’s Armor.”
He used magic power to create a large lump of transparent plasticine. He pinched it into pieces of armor of various sizes and turned them into steel.
Then he used these armor plates to form an armor over his body. He even specially made a leopard’s head on the shoulder armor, although only he could see it.
One might think hunters wore leather armor, but they actually wore cloth armor and heavy armor.
Making sure his defenses were up, Kane began to walk slowly toward the end of the path, because the Boss was there.
After all, this was a newbie-level dungeon, and it was copper in color.
The copper-colored dungeon with the green label was the best choice for the first time. This dungeon had been around for nearly five years.
It was unknown how many people had cleared it. The information inside had basically been stripped clean.
Moreover, this dungeon was not complicated. The fastest way to clear it was to walk straight down the path under their feet.
The monsters in the dungeon would come out in groups at intervals, so there was no need to look for them.
Kane waved his spear as he walked down the path.
He had yet to use this weapon properly. In the past few days, he had been secretly practicing some moves.
Therefore, he resolutely gave up on using a bow and switched to using a spear in this dungeon.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Kane to feel the hostile stares around him. They were so obvious that he didn’t have to open his Eagle Eyes to notice them.
Kane stopped where he was and assumed a wary stance.
Seeing Kane stop where he was, the creeps seemed to know Kane had spotted them and stopped hiding.
The bushes around rustled. A dozen dark figures leaped into the air, reflecting the moonlight.
When they landed, the moonlight revealed them to be a pack of wolves. They circled Kane, looking for an opportunity to make a surprise attack.
Just like that, under the witness of the moonlight, man and wolf faced each other.
The pack was the first to attack. One of the wolves went first, snapping at Kane with its jaws wide open.
As it took the lead, the rest of the wolves attacked Kane from all directions.
Even so, Kane didn’t panic. His spear shot out like a dragon and pierced the mouth of the first wolf like lightning.
Then the spearhead pierced through the wolf corpse and swept across the surroundings, sending all the leaping wild wolves flying in the air.
The sweeping force threw the wolf carcass at the few wolves still looking for an opening.
Then, holding the spear in one hand, he retreated and dodged a wolf that had ambushed him from behind. His free hand grabbed it in the air.
He used the momentum to smash it into the wolf pack that had just been swept away. Now, the entire wolf pack had been repelled.
Kane didn’t give them a chance to recover. He plunged into the wolves, brandishing his spear. The pack, which had just been repelled, had no time to organize its next attack.
Now Kane was the only one dancing. The wolves could only applaud the dance with their blood and lives.
And the audience was only the bright moon sitting upright in the dark night sky and the stars.
As the cries of the wolves fell, the waving spear light shed warm blood on the body.
The white spearhead was still bright in the moonlight. These were the last notes of the dance music.