Chapter 1407

Before we could let this mana collection system I devised run, there was one other thing I needed to discover. I needed to know what monsters were on this level. I didn’t know how deep we were, but I would be shocked if it was under 150. I knew that the space in dungeons didn’t necessarily always reflect the space outside of dungeons, so it was really hard to say when it came to this dungeon. I didn’t know its shape or how it was organized, so we might not even be at the bottom of the dungeon, but somewhere in the middle.

I had read in a book once that a larger dungeon could take a branching path. The lore behind them became so complex that it became like a choose your adventure, sending people down different paths to follow the story from different points of view and different directions. I had never experienced such a thing, but I did recognize that this could just be one of the paths of a much large complex. Well, considering that I dug south from Esmore, and with only a few weeks of walking I ended up under Hell’s Dungeon, which was supposed in the Demon’s land nearly six months travel north of Esmore on the other side of the continent, one could understand just how strange space was in the deep.

Either way, what animals existed on this level would influence how successful my plan would work, so before I started summoning them down my trap, I needed to be certain that the trap would work. Thus, I had my Map out and was using sense life to try to find a monster. It didn’t take long before I located one.

As I was thinking about it, the squirrel suddenly turned its head around, its eyes immediately locking on my blade. It had seen it? A moment later, the squirrel disappeared. It was just there and then it wasn’t. Was this one of those invisible creatures that could only be detected with Sense Life? It made sense. I was just about to bring up my Map to track it when my arm felt a thud, following by the banking of metal.

I looked at my arm to see that the sword, made from deep dwarven steel, was broken in half. The top of the blade had uselessly fallen to the ground like it had been cut in a second.

“Master!” Alysia warned.

I looked up to see a squirrel hanging from the wall. It was chewing on a small fragment of metal, and it was staring at me with glowing red eyes.