My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1623

It wasn’t necessarily fair to call each boss an C through SS rank. This was ultimately an assessment invented by people based on their difficulty. There was nothing specifically that made the S rank less or more difficult than the SS rank. Maybe their levels would be a bit different, but then again, maybe they wouldn’t.

Usually, a dungeon was built in a way that the miasma came from the bottom of the dungeon and slowly spread to the top. The top of the dungeon included a far lower amount of miasma than the bottom. This meant that the lower dungeons were more difficult. More miasma fed the monsters and bosses so that they were also at a higher level and more difficult. However, when it came to these islands, such a structure wasn’t necessarily the case. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The miasma was kept high in this corridor where monsters were summoned, and low on the surface where they were released. These monsters wouldn’t continuously be fed by miasma. The only thing that kept them there was the geographical fact that they were on an island. They were essentially produced to be experience for challengers and killed. Where monsters born in other dungeons slowly grew more powerful over time, the only monsters in these dungeons that had such a setup were the bosses, and even then there was no particular focus that wasn’t artificially created by the dungeon.

The difficulty of the monsters and the bosses were all sorted by the dungeon itself, designed to create this gauntlet. Therefore, although we had defeated the T. Rex, I wouldn’t necessarily expect all future bosses of the so-called SS-ranked level to be that easy to defeat. The difficulty was an arbitrary thing, and no sooner did you think you had fought a difficult boss until you have to deal with one completely underwater or maybe in burning lava, or some other environment that would be impossible to fight in normally.

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“Prelate, what should we do now?” The paladins asked their leader after the T. Rex was vanquished.

It did have a drop, by the way, but I didn’t dwell on it and allowed Titan’s Fall and the Paladins to decide on it themselves. It was some kind of blade that resembled a T. Rex tooth.

The Prelate’s face turned pink and she pushed her fingers together, suddenly looking a bit shy. “I think we should follow Deek.”

“Ehhhh?”

It seemed like after saving her life, she had become a bit more bearable. The paladins seemed to be greatly dismayed by this though. Thankfully, I didn’t need to be a part of it, as I was checking the last mural as quickly as I could. I considered just doing a mad jump to the boss room and intercepting our enemy before they entered.

The fog-filled SSS class island should be in full view now. However, I wasn’t confident even all of us together could handle the onslaught of an island full of such creatures. They were at a level that Aberis as a country couldn’t handle. Every single one of them would be a country-wide threat that could destroy cities in the blink of an eye. They would mobilize their entire army to stop it, and even then, there would be no guarantee.

Thoughts about the upcoming fight seemed to leave my mind as I looked at the mural.

“The weapon… that can’t be!”