CHAPTER 22: PERFECT DUNGEON BREAK COMPLETION

Perfect dungeon break completion

22

"Leader, your attack is very powerful, but unfortunately it doesn’t seem to be enough for this damn boss, so I should also give it my all now, right?"

Alex screamed, feeling the gravity increase until his bones cracked, he concentrated all the force on a fixed point, the space twisted right there, the boss tried to free himself, trapped trapped in a trapped field that crushed him from all sides

"Now, leader, I can’t hold on much longer" Alex shouted sweat dripping down his face.

The sword saint opened his eyes, radiating a golden glow, in them shone a distant, long-forgotten firmament, his blade trembled with excitement.

Arnaldo raised the blade to the cave’s destroyed ceiling, his voice reverberating throughout the dungeon like a decree.

" Final Judgment lv2 "

Arnaldo’s body was surrounded by a power that rivaled a three-star hunter, in fact he became even stronger than an ordinary three-star hunter.

Strength 100 to 200, Dexterity 100 to 200, Agility 80 to 280, Constitution 80 to 360, Intelligence to 385, Wisdom 20 to 405, Charisma 60 to 465, Luck 20 to 495 and Perception 50 to 545.

Arnaldo smiled feeling the vibration of his sword

"Alex, what do you think of my skill? It takes the 545 from my total base attributes and multiplies them by the skill level itself, unfortunately it’s only at lv2."

In the midst of the attack, Arnaldo, the sword saint, took advantage of the moment to show off to his new companion.

The air tore open, a pillar of light descended from the firmament, powerful and absolute, it was as if the sky had opened right there, every fragment of his power converged into his sword, making the encrusted dragon roar, transforming 1090 points of pure energy into a decisive impact.

The colossus chief raised his head to roar against, but his roar was muffled by the saint’s sword dragon, the undead dissolved into dust before any futile movement, the ground split into dozens of cracks.

Alex had to protect himself with all his power, even with the gravitational defense active, he felt his body waver before the display of power, it was like supporting the weight of the firmament itself on him, in an instant, he was sure he would die.

When the light went out there was only silence, the chief had disappeared, the corpses fell into ash.

" One thousand and ninety " Arnaldo said looking at Alex who stared at him without blinking.

"Finally that grotesque thing left, I was already tired, at least the suit is still in one piece" Arnaldo kicked, stretched a little and put his sword away in his inventory.

"Leader, weren’t you a little overreacting?" Alex put his sword away in his inventory, looked at the sword saint with undisguised respect, and said these words.

"Do you think I exaggerated? Well, you’re right, but let’s be honest, those damn things wouldn’t die." Arnaldo helped Alex get up from where he was sitting.

"Leader, you’re right, but sir, what skill was that you just used? Isn’t it pretty cheating? A skill that multiplies all your stats by its own level? I wish I had something like that."

Arnaldo looked at his and started laughing happily at what.

"Did you know that the teacher told me exactly the same thing?"

"The leader means my father?"

Arnaldo nodded.

"He spent his life telling me that I possessed the resilience of a protagonist and according to him the only thing I lacked was a stolen skill, it was then that he passed on to me the skill of final judgment"

Hearing the words that came out of Arnaldo’s mouth, Alex was perplexed and decided to ask.

"Can hunter skills be passed from one person to another?" Alex asked with interest shining in his eyes.

"As far as I know, no, passing on skills is impossible." Arnaldo shook his head and said promptly.

"So, because the leader said my father passed the final judgment to you"

"Your father is an anomaly, to this day we do not know how he was able to accomplish such things that defied the natural course of the world."

Alex asked several questions related to his father, but Arnaldo was not very comfortable talking about him, no one knew why .

"Let’s go, the dungeon is going to close for a reset," Arnaldo said as they started walking towards the exit.

"Will all that horror be restarted?" Alex asked, quickening his steps.

"No way, the events we just experienced are linked to the human factor, it seems that some powerful necromancers caused all of this, we just can’t find them." Arnaldo sighed somewhat disappointed .

"So that means the dungeon will return to normal, is that it?"

"You’re clever, yes, that’s pretty much what you said, there will be a tribe of orcs populating the dungeon"

Alex thought for a moment before asking a question.

"What happens to the exploration rights for this dungeon since the guild that owned them ended up losing them due to the dungeon’s disruption ?"

"When this happens, the rights return to the association, a new public contest is started and another guild is selected to take care of the dungeon."

Alex thought about the explanation and realized it made sense.

"Part of the profits returns to the state in the form of taxes and exploration fees, right? Leader"

"Affirmative"

Two figures walked out of the dungeon through the portal that closed right behind them.

"Your majesty, sword saint, you finally left, what took you so long?" Felix asked playing with platinum one and two.

"Most likely the leader was showing off to the newbie instead of finishing off the dungeon boss quickly," Joana said pouting.

"Where’s the wizard? I don’t think there’s anything else to do here, right?"

Arnaldo used his position to delegate responsibility to the military. Now that the rupture problem had been resolved, a government logistics team would come and handle the situation.

After the logistics team had done its job, the damage repair team would be dispatched to restore everything that was damaged, those who lost their homes would be able to return to their homes, and those who lost family members would be supported by the association’s humanitarian funds.

Just as they came, the wizard teleported them back to the hunters’ association.

"I’m finally back, how good the smell of sweet home is"

"Newbie, you are dismissed, your day was very busy, a good rest is deserved" Arnaldo touched Alex’s shoulder and said suggesting to the newbie that even on his first day he had to enter a dungeon.

"Thank you Leader, I’m really exhausted, even though my attributes, HP and MP, have been recovered with potions, my mind is still tired"

"Arnaldo and Joana come with me, Félix you coordinate the ongoing missions"

"Yes, general," the three men replied in one voice.

As Alex already knew the way he decided to go home to rest, Joana, as always, was attentive and gave Alex some money to take a taxi.