Dungeon, Monsters, Fight.

Narrator POV:

"So, from now on I will be your advisor, if that doesn't bother you, of course."

"The guild has a large number of employees, which allows adventurers to change advisors or choose a specific one that suits their taste."

"although Initially, as a temporary measure, some willing employee takes on the role of advisor to the newly registered adventurers."

As Michael walked through one of the busy main streets, he remembered the conversation he had with Eina at the guild.

The half-elf had explained to him the functioning of the advisors.

Who personally advised the few adventurers that they were personally in charge of, as well as a detailed explanation of the first floors of the dungeon.

"Don't go too far, going beyond the 3rd floor could be dangerous for a novice adventurer who is just starting."

"you can take a few months on the first two floors to gain experience in fighting monsters. Then we can talk about how to prepare you to go to deeper floors"

At the same time, she advised along with her stern expression, saying her warnings.

The half-elf did not wish to see another of her adventurers in charge lose their life for going on some sort of foolish and reckless adventure.

Of course, she had her reasons, having already witnessed how the dungeon took with its sinister fangs the lives of those naive or ignorant adventurers who overestimated their capabilities within the depths of the dungeon.

Leaving her heartbroken when she saw how the adventurers whom she had helped came back as nothing more than cold corpses. That if they were lucky enough to come back at that way at all.

"I guess I'll have to apologize later." Mikhael whispered, thus leaving that matter aside.

Focusing on the surroundings as he looked with slight excitement and curiosity at the place where he now found himself.

After going down some stairs located in Babel. He arrived at the first underground floor of the tower, more precisely at the entrance to the dungeon.

It was a room with a ten-meter hole surrounded by a staircase that spiraled downwards, leading directly into the dungeon.

Combined with the blue mural simulating the real sky on the ceiling, it certainly had an atmosphere worthy of the mysterious dungeon.

As he descended the stairs, Mikhael remembered what he knew about the dungeon. Skimming over the information he knew.

It was a huge underground structure with at least 70 floors, each one larger and more dangerous than the last.

The first being the size of the central square of Babel at most. The deepest ones, however, were even larger than the total surface of Orario.

The dungeon not only spawned an unlimited number of all types of monsters across its floors but was divided into zones each made up of a certain number of floors, each zone having a unique ecosystem.

Along with all types of landscapes, whether beautiful enough to make you doubt whether you're still in the dungeon or it were deadly enough to demonstrate the cruelty of the dungeon.

As if that weren't unnatural enough, the dungeon was also "alive", it was the mother that spawned the monsters while also repairing any damage to the structure within itself.

Along with a clear animosity towards any human that ventured into its depths, making it an extremely dangerous place from certain floors onwards.

While he finished reviewing, Mikhael noticed that he reached the first floor of the dungeon.

with blue-white walls, there was a kind of cave with a wide corridor known as the path of the beginning.

After walking for a few minutes, having already crossed the corridor. He ran into the first monster that any adventurer knew when starting to go down the dungeon.

It was a small creature with green skin, combining its sinister red eyes filled with nothing but cruel killing intent and its long arms longer than its legs that ended in sharp claws. Its identity was obvious, it was a goblin.

While Michael slowly advanced toward the creature with a normal metal sword in his hand. Which was given as basic equipment to all rookies by the guild.

The monster also let out a high-pitched scream full of violence as it began to run towards the young man while making his intentions clear.

Even after training for ten years with his teacher, Mikhael couldn't help but feel his blood heat up as his excitement soared.

His heart began to beat faster, his limbs felt lighter, and his thoughts accelerated.

(Go ahead!...defeat that thing!...win...and get stronger!). shouted a voice, deep in his heart.

while allowing a faint smile to make its way across his face, he accelerated with all his current speed against the monster.

Once he was close to the stupid human that he recognized as prey, the goblin jumped towards him while he waved his sharp claws towards the young man's vital points.

'Kuh?!'

The goblin's surprised screech sounded as he looked out of the corner of his eye at his prey.

Who just at the last moment perfectly avoided his attack by moving to the side with just a few steps.

only to be completely shocked when suddenly his field of vision began to rotate in the air.

Coming to see in a moment a familiar but headless body that was beginning to turn into ashes with his last thoughts.

"So this is a magic stone, huh." The young man curiously commented after the battle. Holding the only thing the goblin left behind.

A kind of purple stone that was commonly exchanged with the guild for the currency of this world, Valis.

At that moment, along with the roar of the walls breaking. Another goblin was born, which in a few seconds was ready to enter combat.

"Well, let's put this away and say hello to our new friend."

the creature suddenly heard, shaking his head in bewilderment as he looked to the side.

Where a human with platinum blonde hair was walking towards him while he carried in his hand a sword dripping with goblin blood.

"Don't blame me, Mr. Goblin, this is a fight to the death in which only one of the two can survive"

Although the human politely apologized to the goblin, he couldn't understand what he was saying.

But if he did, he would be confused by the contrast between those words and the sinister faint smile full of battle lust that sent shivers down his spine.

Then as the human began to run towards him. He could only respond in kind, accelerating towards his disturbing prey.

As the human and the goblin reached the appropriate distance for combat, the goblin swung his claws.

Which were consequently deflected by the human's sword, a sword that was directed to the side as a result of the collision.

At that moment, before the human could retract his sword, the monster was going to launch a quick deadly attack. Taking advantage of its more versatile claws.

'Kuh?!'

Only to be completely dumbfounded by the fact that just before he could launch the attack.

A fist enlarged his field of vision while impacting at a speed that left him no time to react.

'crack'

It was the sounds of the creature's cracked skull, which was completely stunned by its supposed prey that it chose to attack preemptively with what it did best, his fists.

With a sound that seemed like the goblin's worst nightmare. The creature heard the sword cut through the air as it came back at full speed, swinging toward his neck.

With that, another goblin died at the hands of the human. The same human who simply kept the magic stone in his inventory and continued his hunt.

In another part of that same floor, a kobold who was looking for prey could only turn around in bewilderment when he suddenly felt an impact against his back and after that.

A sensation of heaviness on his body that made him move slower.

The monster could only turn much slower than usual, when a strange human entered its field of vision.

Although it had several strange things about it, the most disconcerting thing was its left arm. An arm with a completely black color with blue lines that shined mysteriously.

but the strangest thing was the black chains that emerged and extended from the arm. Floating enigmatically in the air while only one of those chains was connected to the creature's chest.

If he could rationalize, the kobold would feel curious or strange at what he saw. But since he did not possess anything more than minimal rationality enough to kill his prey.

he could only give a roar that sounded more pitiful than how the monster tried to sound. Just before that his head was separated from his body with a slash from the human's sword.

It didn't matter if it was a goblin or a kobold, a small dog-headed monster.

Everyone who was unlucky enough to encounter the platinum blonde-haired young man suffered the same fate at his hands.

While there he slowly traversed floor by floor of the dungeon, completely analyzing the monsters' movements with his eyes.

Resulting in his hunting becoming more and more efficient to the point where the little monsters couldn't even defend themselves.

"Ho?, This is a different one, I was already starting to get bored of the others"

A brown quadrupedal lizard monster with sucker discs on its feet suddenly heard. Right when was stuck on the ceiling, prepared for an ambush.

Then the monster suddenly saw a human coming towards him e had monster blood on him, with a sword already worn out.

but still with that faint smile that left traumas to several goblins.

"But making you come down from there would be annoying...oh, it would be better if I try this then..."

The lizard on the ceiling could only watch in bewilderment as the human looked at him with the look of someone who saw something slightly problematic.

Only to see how the young man extended his hand towards him, saying the last words he would ever hear.

"Cocytus"

In just an instant a breath of chilling icy air was shot by the young man towards the ceiling, completely freezing the monster.

Which could only fall to the ground in pieces, and also a few meters from the ceiling around where the lizard was previously.

"It's certainly useful, and quite powerful even without the incantation. Although trying to go to areas without adventurers to hide my skills and magic at least for now is annoying..."

The young man who had reached the 4th floor contemplated, while he saw how the remains of the lizard turned into ashes.

Leaving his magic stone. At the same time, he calculated that at his current level, casting his magic a dozen times in that way would not be a problem.

Then, Mikhael continued on his way, attacking with his sword, dodging, blocking, punching, kicking, sometimes using feints to trick the monsters.

And other times using his magic to quickly end the situation or using it to a lesser degree to immobilize his enemies with ice.

Each time he analyzes the enemies, deciphers their attack patterns.

Optimizing his fighting style accordingly while improving his use of the sword as well as slowly creating the foundation of his fighting style agaist monsters

And gaining skill and experience at a speed unheard of for any normal adventurer.

A little later, on another floor. Two completely black humanoid monsters with long arms ending in three sharp knife-like claws slowly wandered around.

The monsters walked together as they traversed the hallways.

Having grouped themselves into a duo with the proof of their previous actions being human blood dripping from their claws.

That same blood testified why these monsters, the war shadows, were known as the novice killers along with the killer ants.

They were monsters from the 6th to 7th floor feared among novices for their lethality.

They had already mercilessly crushed the lives and dreams of several novice adventurers who overestimated their strength by coming unprepared to this floor.

"Another new monster huh, well, do your best to at least let me have a little fun. I don't want the same thing that happened to that frog that died after I used my magic on you two"

The two war shadows could only observe with what seemed bewilderment the human in front of them.

his light armor was stained with blood, his sword already worn by dozens of battles.

Still dripping with the blood of the monsters that fell prey to the cold metal of the sword and the growing skill of the young man.

With a faint smile that did not reach his eyes, and that little by little was growing.

The human in front of the monsters looked at them as if they were his prey. Clearly going against the natural order of the rookies trying to escape from these monsters.

As the atmosphere in the light green-walled passageway of the 6th floor became cold and heavy as if to testify to the young man's murderous aura.

Along with the monsters instinctively tensing up at the impending battle, the young man declared his challenge.

"So, do your best to survive, monsters."