Chapter 124 Muggles

124 Muggles

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Thank you for your understanding! "Sigh..."

"Could this be how I, Eldric, meet my end?" he pondered, his voice laden with exhaustion and pain.

Coughing uncontrollably, a grey-haired young man clutched his stomach, desperately trying to stem the flow of blood.

Each passing moment drained him of his life force, his body weakening upon the heap of rocks that served as his refuge.

Amidst the desolate ruins of a once thriving city, the pale blood-red moon cast an eerie glow, intensifying the grim atmosphere.

Eldric Darkmoor, a once-revered SSS-class necromancer, stumbled through the wreckage, his tattered robes stained with blood and his body aching from countless wounds.

His breath came in ragged gasps, each step a testament to his unyielding determination to survive.

Mere hours ago, he had stood side by side with his once-trusted comrades, united in their pursuit of one of humanity's greatest milestones: conquering the only Ex-rank dungeon in the world—the Tomb of the Undead Lord.

Fifty years ago, the peaceful blue star was inexplicably infected with the scourge of dungeons.

Massive gates descended upon the world, a surprise to all, unleashing creatures from the realms of fiction—elves, ghouls, giants, zombies, and countless others—who laid waste to the planet they once called home.

Yet, humanity refused to succumb to despair. With the emergence of individuals possessing special abilities, gifted by the dungeons themselves, humanity found a glimmer of hope.

Over the past five decades, despite suffering significant casualties, they stood their ground, harnessing their newfound powers and exponentially expanding their development with the abundant resources offered by the dungeons.

Resources became the lifeblood of this changed world. The dungeons, once feared and dreaded, transformed into coveted realms, sought after for the wealth, fame, and experiences they provided.

The top humans established a ranking system to classify both individuals and dungeons based on their level of danger, ranging from the lowest F-class to the highest SSS-class.

In this world, even a B-class hunter could amass a lifetime of wealth and fame, fueling the aspirations of countless individuals eager to join their ranks.

Soon time passed, and over the course of the years , humanity reclaimed their lands, driving most monsters away and sealing the cores of the dungeons, closing them off forever.

However, one formidable challenge remained—an insurmountable barrier obstructing their path to lasting peace

The Ex-rank dungeon known as the Tomb of the Undead Lord.

As their research revealed, when a dungeon remained uncleared for an extended period, it automatically opened, unleashing its inhabitants and resulting in devastating casualties.

Now, the dungeon that had claimed the lives of millions of hunters teetered on the edge of a cataclysmic eruption.

Fortunately, in dersperate times, humanity was not lacking in heroes.

Unfazed by the imminent danger, the strongest and sole SSS-class hunters shouldered the responsibility, uniting to form a party and undertake the perilous task of clearing the dungeon before catastrophe struck.

Among this legendary assembly were the five gods of humanity, each standing at the pinnacle of their various professions.

Seraphina Everglen, renowned as the world's greatest healer and the Vatican's saintess, rumoured to possess the ability to resurrect the dead;

Magnus Ironshield, the indomitable one-man guard, whose invincible presence had defied even a nuclear bomb with a smile on his face.

[Second summoning condition activated!]

[reviving the king of bones!]

*Boom!*

And with the final prompt from their status screen, all the fallen skeletons had successfully joined giving birth to the so-called king of bones

With a height of around five feet, and with a set of shining silver armour, a sword, and a crown, it really deserved to be called the king of bones

After all, compared to the skeleton soldiers they just faced, just judging from its aura alone, everyone could tell it was on a different level

And Kevin seeing this, finally made his move "Everybody sheet behind me, that is a named monster! It's not something you heroes can deal with at your current level"

"Knights form a row directly behind me, heroes you go behind the knights, and the priests stay behind the heroes!"

"We're going to break through this monster and report what happened here to the empire!"

Quickly analyzing the situation, Kevin quickly began to show abilities that made him worthy of the head inquisitor

With his quick and simple commands, everyone soon stood behind him forming a sturdy defensive formation Now all they had to do was find a way to break through and find a way past the king of bones

Fortunately, the king of bones at the moment was currently in a state of confusion "Who am I? What am I? Where am I?"

"Didn't I die when that foolish human destroyed my dungeon?"

"Could it be that I have been reborn??"

"However, even if that was the case, then why am I so weak?"

Taking a look at his skeleton hands, although The king of bones wasn't all too sure of the current situation, however, he could feel this wasn't his full strength Compared to his heyday, it seemed he had only had about 50% of his former strength

Unfortunately, before he could think more about his situation, a piercing pain ran through his skull

As if a nail was being hammered into the center of his skull, the king of bones knelt down gripping his skull in pain

"Ack~!"

"What is this!"

Shouting grievously, a huge amount of information was stuffed into him explaining his current situation along with a mark being imprinted directly on his soul

Through this information, the king of bones knew that the former human whom he had despised had unknowingly usurped his position And through the mark, he knew that he had no choice but to be absolutely loyal to him as both his soul and body were currently bound to the dungeon And

Any attempt to do such would result in his immediate death, without any chance to plea

"Sigh...., it seems that I have no choice, but to obey" sighed the king of bones

Thinking of his current mission that came

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