The dungeon gate sealed behind them with a sound like a closing coffin.
Kael stood at the forefront, his presence alone bending the ambient mana of the high-level dungeon. Crimson crystals pulsed along the cavern walls, illuminating an endless labyrinth where monsters stronger than most kingdoms' champions roamed freely.
Behind him stood Queen Seraphel, calm and radiant, nature mana flowing like a silent tide around her. Vines bloomed and withered beneath her feet in rhythmic cycles. At the rear hovered Brown.
The undead necromancer.
A being who once commanded over 5.7 million undead.
Now restricted.
Kael turned slightly, his voice steady and absolute.
Only one hundred.
Brown bowed without complaint. Obedience was instant.
Mana erupted.
The ground cracked.
From summoning circles etched into the dungeon floor, undead rose—not in chaos, but in disciplined formations.
Skeleton warriors assembled first. Blade-bearing vanguards with reinforced bone plating. Spear variants locked into phalanx lines. Heavy skeleton knights dragged massive shields scarred by ancient wars.
Undead zombies followed. Fast-runners with distorted joints crawled along walls. Armored corpses moved with terrifying endurance. Plague-types leaked corrosive mist, their steps calculated, not mindless.
Ghosts phased in next. Whispering scouts slipped through stone. Wailing variants disrupted monster senses. Execution specters hovered silently, waiting for Kael's signal.
Phantoms manifested without sound. Assassin-class shadows blended into darkness. Vanguard phantoms radiated oppressive pressure. Tactical types hovered above, relaying battlefield flow through Brown's control.
Finally, undead monster beasts clawed their way out. Bone-wyverns stretched fractured wings. Crypt bears slammed their claws into the floor, asserting territory. Even restrained, their presence shook the dungeon.
At the center stood three undead boss-class entities—sealed, limited, but aware.
The dungeon responded.
A roar echoed.
High-level monsters surged from every tunnel.
Kael stepped forward.
The system responded.
STATS WINDOW – ULTIMATE SUPREME SYSTEM
Name: Kael Eldrath
Rank: SS
Strength: 4,334
Speed: 5,432
Mana: 5,258,321
HP: 10,524
EXP: 1,212,235 (Unassigned)
Sub-Space: Active
Skills: 152 Total | 52 Active
Main Active Skills
Identification: Active
Gluttony: Active
Map View: Active
Judgment: Active
Sword Skills: Active
Mana Bullet: Active
Unique Skill
Tamer Park
Brown: Tamed – Undead Necromancer
Contracts
Queen Seraphel – Spirit & Nature Magic
Item Shop: Online
Communication System: Online
Kael didn't draw his sword.
Instead, twin daggers slid into his hands.
Long-bladed. Curved. Elegant.
Black metal veins glowed faintly as poison-coded runes activated. Not crude toxins—but layered alchemical venoms designed to paralyze mana flow, corrode monster cores, and bypass regeneration.
He moved.
Speed erased distance.
A demon-beast lunged—Kael passed it, daggers slicing once.
The creature froze mid-roar.
Then collapsed.
Behind him, undead formations advanced.
Skeleton shields absorbed impact while spear units counterthrusted with lethal precision. Zombies overwhelmed through endurance alone, dragging monsters down until phantoms finished them silently. Ghosts disrupted spellcasting, causing dungeon elites to tear themselves apart in confusion.
Queen Seraphel raised her staff.
Roots erupted from stone, binding entire waves of enemies. Flowers bloomed—and detonated with concentrated life mana, purifying corruption.
Brown adjusted formation ratios without a word.
The dungeon began to crumble.
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION
Dungeon Clearance Progress: 71%
Enemy Threat Level: Extreme
Undead Unit Loss: 3%
Mana Efficiency: Optimal
Hours passed.
The final chamber shattered.
A colossal dungeon overlord fell under Kael's daggers, poison eating through its core as Judgment activated silently.
SYSTEM
Dungeon Cleared
Rewards Distributed
EXP Gained: Massive
Far away, in the divine realm, eyes opened.
The gods had made their request.
Kael was ready.
Elsewhere, in REF territory, the Goddess of Nature watched Ember.
A city lord who did not rule by fear.
She smiled.
Her presence descended quietly.
At the Adventurer Guild, the guild master stared at the board in disbelief.
Requests stacked endlessly.
Access petitions.
Alliance proposals.
All for one place.
The poison forestDungeon.
The world was moving.
And the journey to another world—
to battle demons and monsters—
had begun.