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Dreambreaker : The extra from 2393-Chapter 51: End of Dungeon Trials [1]
Chapter 51: End of Dungeon Trials [1]
Noah's point of View(POV):
I have been 'reunited' with the group of class A1. But here is the situation.
"GAAH!!" I swung my machete, determined to take down the colossal bee that was trying to give me an unwanted embrace.
But damn, the sucker just wouldn't die.
Just as I prepared for a second strike—swoosh!! —A blue glowing arrow soared through the air and pierced right through the bee.
The bee dropped dead, its lifeless body slumped at my feet.
As I turned to look at the source of the arrow, my eyes met the awe-inspiring sight of Emily.
She was a vision, bathed in the radiant glow of protective spells cast by the mages surrounding her.
Of course they were protecting her. She was our long-range attack specialist.
Her eyes, like precious gems, sparkled with beauty, illuminated against the rugged black rocks that served as the backdrop to her pristine white skin.
-"Flaming tornado!"
-"Fire ball!"
-"Fire ball!"
The spells of flames and fires conjured by the other mages only enhanced her radiance, casting an enchanting glow.
Just as I was watching her..
Buzzz! —A pesky bee decided to invade my personal space, buzzing in my ear as it shamelessly embraced me.
I frowned in annoyance without moving.
And then, as if they were in the mood for a group hug, a swarm of other other bees joined in, enveloping my head like a cacoon.
Seriously, this was getting annoying...
Screw this nonsense, time to unleash Nano's abilities.
[Taser activated]
A surge of yellow lightning crackled through every fiber of my being—zzt-zzt.
With my arms crossed against my chest, I began to channel nanites from within, preparing for an electric discharge.
[Charging...]
The damn bees just wouldn't stop with their relentless hugs, flapping their wings in some bizarre dance.
"Get the hell outta there!" someone exclaimed, their voice muffled by the swarm that blocked my view.
[Charging complete—releasing electric discharge]
"YYYEEEEAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!"
I let out a thunderous roar, extending my crossed arm outward as electricity surged from within me, crackling in all directions.
ZZZZZZSZZTTTTTTTDDDDDDDNNNGGG—!!!
The dungeon was bathed in a blinding yellow glow as electric plasma illuminated the space. Branching out from me as if I were a Tesla coil, bolts of electricity erupted from my very core, causing a sonic boom that shook the surroundings.
All the bees that had been relentlessly hugging me, along with any bees in close proximity, fell lifeless to the ground.
Yellow sparks of electricity emanated from the lifeless bee bodies, crackling like batteries—zztt.
"Hmph! Hope you fuckers learned your lesson",I smirked, kicking one dead bee on the ground like a football.
But as I lifted my gaze, I realized my mistake.
Everyone—and I mean everyone—was staring at me. Takahashi, Emily, Luke, Nola, James... every single person present in the dungeon had their eyes fixated on me with a perplexed expression.
'Fuck... why did I have to go and act like this again' I cursed myself in the head.
I almost felt the urge to facepalm myself.
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I realized I needed to play it cool to minimize their suspicions.
"Huff, damn... that took the breath out of me!" I said, pretending to be exhausted.
"Right, bro? These bees are so damn hard to kill" I added, glancing at an unknown student standing nearby.
"Y-yea?" The guy gave me a perplexed look, clearly not understanding what had transpired.
"That was pretty damn cool. Was that some kind of skill?" James approached me, his scythe blade smeared with the remains of three bees, resembling a tandoor feast.
"Yea, something like that", I replied half-heartedly, the excitement starting to fade away.
Suddenly, a wave of alertness spread through the group.
"Someone's here", Takahashi informed everyone, his voice laced with caution.
Ah?
'Someone' from another class had made their way into the dungeon?
It must be class A2. I already knew the outcome of their previous battle thanks to a little hacking of the smart bracelets.
Right on cue, two figures emerged from the path we had just taken.
One with an Indian appearance, sporting dark brown hair—Karthik.
His confidence radiated from him as he analyzed our group, a Katana scabbard hanging from his waist.
And the other with porcelain white skin and long-flowing hair—Myung Joon.
He casually carried a mace over his shoulder, his right arm supporting it effortlessly.
Following closely behind them were fourty other students, all armed and prepared for battle.
In stark contrast, we found ourselves with fifty students.
An invisible exchange of words took place as Myung Joon and Takahashi locked eyes, their unspoken language painting a picture of intensity.
'Shit's about to hit the fan.'
...
Aeravat's Point of View(pov):
I gazed in awe at a heart-shaped cocoon made of flesh, pulsating rhythmically with a muffled —Dudup Dudup.
It was massive, about the size of a car, and radiated an energy that surpassed the E+ rank. No doubt, this was the boss monster we had been anticipating.
After navigating through the intricate labyrinth of the dungeon, we finally arrived at this hollowed-out space, resembling a cave with water spraying from the ground, as if it were a perpetual rain shower.
Of course, darkness enveloped the area, forcing me to continuously drain my mana to maintain a colossal flame hovering above our heads, providing a flickering source of light.
In my company were Aurora, David Smith, Sophia, and ten other students. With our combined strength, we should have enough power to take down the boss monster.
And just like that, the heart-shaped cocoon began pulsating rapidly, as if responding to some unseen cue.
Chuurkhh—The flesh split open, revealing a monstrous hornet-like creature, easily measuring six feet in length.
"Illuminate!" I commanded, channeling my mana and casting a spell. I absorbed the surrounding energy and conjured a radiant ball of light, hovering above us in the dungeon like a brilliant flashlight, illuminating our surroundings.
"Everyone, get ready", I declared, our group bracing themselves for the impending battle.