Chapter 12 :Daily Dungeon (2)

[What do you see?]

Achilles tilted his head as he saw my complexion fade.

How could I not be surprised by this?

A distance that I could reach if I stretched out my hand.

Rows of doors emitting an unknown energy.

[Today is Sunday of Creation.]

[The power of all days of the week awakens, and a special opportunity has come.]

[On Sunday’s daily dungeon, you can freely enter the dungeon you want!]

[Please select the dungeon you wish to enter.]

[You can only enter the daily dungeon once a day.]

“It’s called a daily dungeon? Do you know anything?”

I spoke with anticipation in my tone.

The strongest hero who climbed the tower to the 99th floor.

Although he was eaten by Asadia and suffered from amnesia, I thought he might know something.

[Daily dungeon? What’s that?]

A ridiculously light response.

A sigh escaped inwardly.

Still, I learned something.

It is clear that this is a phenomenon that did not appear even in the fierce world where Achilles lived.

“Should I search on Hunternet.”

Hunternet is useful.

It is a community that only hunters use.

Tips and know-how, organizing raids, sharing information, direct item transactions, recruiting guild members. Literally, it is a place where all information about the tower gathers.

With a short expectation, I entered a keyword.

‘Daily Dungeon’

The search result was…

Empty.

There is no mention.

As if it were a word that didn’t exist.

Related posts, comments, even the common clickbait posts are not visible.

‘Did I see it wrong?’

But the six doors clearly existed.

I slowly wrote a post.

Hey guys, I’m a newbie, what’s a daily dungeon?

Anyone know?

If you have any related information or experience, please share.

Hunternet is basically anonymous.

There are famous hunters who reveal their titles and are active, but most wear masks.

‘Anyway, no one will know who I am.’

There’s nothing to lose by asking questions.

I looked at the screen with a hopeful heart.

The reaction came immediately.

Ding!

Notifications that comments were registered on the post I wrote rang several times.

But.

I was filled with comments treating me like a fool.

…These bastards.

The real face hidden behind anonymity.

Name, expression, emotion, title.

My eyes might be able to see through all of this.

But.

That’s a useless act.

Looking beyond the screen is meaningless to me.

It doesn’t change the situation now, no matter what is under the anonymous mask.

And-

I still can’t open my eyes for a few minutes a day.

I can’t waste even a short moment recklessly.

‘Should I go in?’

If no one can give an answer, the choice is entirely mine.

Achilles quietly watches me.

His bright eyes are full of questions, but he doesn’t ask anymore.

An attitude that respects my choice.

My hand trembled slightly.

I stood in front of the door, hesitating for a moment.

Familiar yet unfamiliar, simple yet complex.

Even taking a single step holds countless possibilities and dangers.

If a maggot appears, I might scream again.

But.

‘Honestly, I can’t resist a treasure chest.’

I reached out my hand.

I chose the fifth door.

A door with treasure chests densely drawn on it.

Will it be a tempting treasure, or a trap that punishes greed?

Nobody knows the inside.

A space that even Achilles doesn’t know.

A place without a trace on Hunternet.

If so, that means I’m the first.

That point was strangely exciting.

The cold door touches my fingertips.

Very slowly, I pushed the door.

Air mixed with darkness and gold seeped through the crack in the door.

[You have entered Friday’s Dungeon of Abundance]

[Objective: Obtain treasure]

[Time limit: 5 minutes]

[Failure condition: Death or time limit expiration]

It was Friday’s daily dungeon.

This is my full preparation.

This is the state where I can exert my best power.

Eyes that can see through everything.

If those eyes are open, there is no need to waste Ideation on expanding my senses.

Then?

I can pour all that power into opening the core.

The mystery of Ideation was always amazing.

A resonance I’ve never encountered before.

Blood circulates, nerves awaken.

An alien feeling as if I’m accessing a sense beyond myself.

My body, my will.

It felt like I was naturally connected beyond the limit.

Everything was unfamiliar, but at the same time, familiar.

My body moved as I thought.

Whoosh!

Arrows flew, but they didn’t touch me.

I effortlessly performed movements that would make even an acrobat gasp, and lightly dodged the arrows that flew without a moment to breathe.

“What is it with traps as soon as I enter?”

It was the first time I’d encountered entrance traps.

Dozens of projectiles flying across my field of vision.

There seems to be no end in sight.

Spears, arrows, darts.

But I saw them all.

When, where, how they will fly.

All trajectories were dismantled in my head.

Maximum efficiency evasion.

The safe trajectory was clear, and all I had to do was move my body along the path my eyes showed me.

Just a few steps.

My body, which was heading towards death, was normalized in just a few steps.

Then I knew.

I am invincible against projectiles.

“Oh.”

Movements that would make a deceased person worthy of having their awesome video played at their funeral.

At least now, I don’t seem to be at a level to be ridiculously caught by these traps.

‘Should I avoid the arrows and grab the treasure chests?’

Waddle, waddle.

Treasure chests running around.

They all looked the same.

How can a square box body be so fast?

The clattering lid rattled like a mouth.

That appearance was also quite cute.

While evading. I took out the revolver and held it in my hand.

‘I can’t resist opening chests.’

It looks like I want to shoot and kill it.

My heart pounded.

What will pop out if I cut open the bellies of those cute guys?

[Elation Stack Effect]

Damage increases by 10% per stack.

Up to 10,000 stacks possible.

Damage increased by 100,000% at maximum stacks.

Current Elation stacked: 1

…1 stack.

As I held the gun, the elation stacks slowly accumulated.

It’s faster than I thought. It’s too fast.

‘The footwork is different. How do they achieve that speed?’

It seems to be running around in a hurry, but soon it changes direction freely.

It suddenly jumps up, and sometimes runs on the wall.

Suddenly, I imagined.

The figure chasing those things with a close-range weapon like a sword.

It was dizzying.

I would collapse from exhaustion before I could swing the sword.

I would be riddled with holes from the pouring arrows and become a cold corpse.

But.

That doesn’t apply to me.

I am a sniper.

It was a good thing I chose the gun.

「Crave it! Indulge in my power!」

Well, it feels like Asadia transformed into a weapon that suits me best on its own, rather than me choosing it.

‘First, let’s use x-ray vision. I’ll wait until Asadia’s stacks accumulate.’

I skillfully avoided the projectiles and scanned the boxes with my eyes.

But.

Like blocking the secrets of the card pack, the system’s denial appears again.

-Warning-

[Abnormal access detected.]

[Security protocols are immediately activated to protect data.]

The contents of the treasure chest were invisible.

Just like that time, only the color bleeds out.

Most of them are white.

There weren’t many boxes with unique colors.

But.

I could see the status window.

I calmed my breath and slowly fixed my gaze.

The treasure chest I chose was a black treasure chest.

The memory of having a legendary card draw a while ago faintly passed by.

At that time, black was also the highest grade.

The status window slowly rose.

[No. 387 Treasure Chest]

[HP: 1]

[Defense: 1]

[Status: Very healthy]

[Thought: Lalalalalala~]

[Skills possessed: 1]

[S-rank skill, Rewind]

Rewinds your time by 3 seconds.

It’s absurd.

A treasure chest has an S-rank skill.

‘How many 0s are there? How am I supposed to catch that?’

It was ridiculous.

Even if, I poured out firepower.

…Black colored reward.

Was it so hard to get?

The legendary hunter equipment obtained by defeating the World Boss.

I never knew how amazing Asadia was, but I was indirectly experiencing it like this.

I caught another target.

The treasure chest I chose was a box with a golden aura.

It was shining exceptionally among the group.

[No. 1,004 Treasure Chest]

[HP: 500]

[Defense: 9,999]

[Status: Healthy]

[Thought: I hate pain, so I put everything into defense lol]

[Skills possessed: 1]

[A-rank skill, Haste]

When hit, movement speed increases by 1,000%.

‘The defense is high, but the HP is low.’

The weakness was clear.

In theory, I can catch it if I hit it 500 times.

But the problem is Haste.

Movement speed increases by 1,000% upon being hit.

Aiming itself will become impossible.

The conclusion was clear.

‘One shot’

I have to finish it in one shot.

And ・・・

Such a thing suited me, a sniper, best.

I recall what happened recently.

The experience of shattering the sword of an S-rank hunter.

Even if I stacked Asadia to the maximum, how could it completely shatter the pride of a master swordsman with just that.

‘That is, the bullet created with Ideation has some kind of effect.’

My guess is.

Perhaps, it dealt damage that ignored defense.

So-called, True Damage.

What if the defense is high?

The HP is low.

Even if that box looks impregnable, I have Satan .

‘Let’s wait.’

Because I’m a sniper.

I add caution to caution.

I lightly avoided the pouring traps and projectiles, and passed the danger with my toes.

I can feel my breath rising.

My eyes were also getting sore.

[Remaining time: 30 seconds.]

An alert appeared that there was no time.

20 stacks.

200% increase in damage.

Elation stack accumulated by defeating the World Boss and the maggots is 3.

So, the expected damage is 600.

As if waiting, I grasped my Ideation inside me.

The narrative was manifested.

My whole body turned black.

Darkness enveloped me, and I disappeared completely.

All the pouring traps stopped because they couldn’t find their target.

The shape of the revolver in my hand changed.

Clank.

The heavy lump of metal stretched long and sharp, and the black body transformed into a sleek sniper rifle.

In a prone position, I held the sniper rifle that was bigger than my body.

My cheek touches the cold metal.

I brought my eye to Asadia’s scope.

But, the reticle wasn’t aiming exactly at the target.

It’s off-aim.

‘Because the box will move during the end.’

A target that rampages erratically?

What if that guy suddenly changes direction?

My eyes already know the answer.

Its thoughts, status, movements.

Where it will jump, at what timing it will increase speed, even the possibility of losing balance by mistake.

The trajectory that combines all of that was clearly drawn.

I just had to quietly observe and wait for the moment to cut off its breath.

That came sooner than I thought.

I put my finger on the trigger.

The world fell silent.

The sensations of the body disappeared,

and only the resistance touching the fingertip was distinct.

Bang!

A short, sharp gunshot tore through the space.

Vibration and heavy recoil that brush the fingertips.

Thud thud.

My body was turned over.

But.

The bullet flew accurately, cutting through the air.

It wasn’t prediction or conjecture.

Certainty.

That one shot ended everything.

Satan hit the No. 1,004 treasure chest.

Rewards poured out.