Chapter 24: Pig hunting

My body shuddered in terror when I saw what was in front of me.

The thin layer of mist obscured the silhouette of a monster. It had the head of a pig and was about ten feet tall. The old leather around the monster's waist was doing skirt duties.

The monster itself was not what horrified me, but deep in my memory, it revived those old traumatic memories I once buried.

I mean, hanime - the orc looked like those nasty ogres that raped girls in hanimes! Unforgivable, they all have to die!

The painful memory prompted me to extinguish the orc.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived before the unsuspecting monster. With a heavy blow, my fist impacted the pig's face. Suddenly, the head swelled slightly before bursting into a bloody pulp.

The strong wind sprayed me with the rain of blood, and I used the carcass as a platform to rest my foot back on the surface.

Seriously, I can't understand how people can have such horrible fetishes. The cultured pages are full of weird fetishes. Well, I have no right to blame them when I have one myself, and it's none other than the thigh fetish!

Girls' thighs are sacred!

My delusions in my head served to clear the disgust at my traumas.

I let out a pitying sigh guiding a thumb to rub my temple, "The thought of starting a goddamn butcher shop is eating away at my peace of mind."

I wandered into the tenth-floor dungeon. Throughout the vast room, the mists stretched as if there was no end to them. The sound of a fluttering sound that produced small booms contacted me.

I turned my face, and looking beyond the mist; I could see a flying monster heading this way. A wave invisible to human eyes expanded the fog and crashed into me. I let out a laugh.

My consciousness was inside my unbreakable core, so the "Bat bad" monster's feeble attempts to disrupt my concentration through the sound waves failed miserably.

The dark-colored bat flapped its wings faster and swooped down on me with its long fangs protruding in an attempt to bite me. The bat was sure that I was disoriented. I took a step to the right and extended my arm.

"Kiiiiiiiiiiii-!"

A high-pitched shriek that would shatter any individual's eardrum echoed inside the cave as my hand caught the bat's wing. I pulled hard and crushed the dark body to the ground.

I tossed aside the torn remains of the wing left in my hand and pulled the magic core from its chest.

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I walked down the long hallway and came to a spacious room. A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps along with heavy breathing cheered me up.

Up ahead, glowing eyes floating ten feet away amidst the mist peered out. A smile broke out as I realized it was a group of six orcs.

The girl who betrayed Bell used a special ingredient to attract these monsters. Next time I come, I'll bring some. They will be helpful.

The greatsword materialized in my hands. I gripped the hilt tightly and ran towards the group of monsters. Their eyes were drawn to me by the heavy footsteps.

"Grahhh!"

The massive clubs soared over their heads and let out a war cry as they charged toward me. Hell, even a level 2 adventurer would get hurt after taking a hit from that stick!

The space closed, and the air hissed as the dark shadow shadowed my figure. I guided the sword upward, and our blows connected. Standard wood was nothing compared to metal.

When the stick splintered, the sword followed and severed the monster's head. Another impending blow came toward me. I jumped to the side to dodge it; however, another blow greeted me.

I didn't have enough time to swing the sword, so I raised my left arm to meet it.

*Bang!

A dry sound resounded, and the shockwave served to clear the fog. Neither of us recoiled from the collision. The stinging and pain I expected did not come.

Oh, right, now I'm a slime!

I squeezed hard on the big stick, making it explode. The monsters roared as they began to send their blows.

I stepped back far enough and pulled the dagger from my inventory. Golden lightning crackled around the metallic figure as it flew out of my hand. In the blink of an eye, the dagger pierced the head of one of the orcs in front of me. I tried to control the trajectory of the dagger through the lightning covering it but gave up as the dagger buried itself in the wall.

"Still can't, huh? I'll have to poke around for more skills, even if it's under the skirt of a goddess!"

"Grahhhh!"

Another stick landed in front of my face. The sword in my hand flickered from the effect of the imbued lightning that gave it speed and launched a slash at the orc's muscular arm. The orc lost its balance and fell backward as a greenish liquid sprayed the surroundings.

I lifted my foot, surrounded by crackling lightning and the monster's head separated from its body. Enraged, the other orc vented its fury at me just as I slashed one of its legs, causing it to fall.

*Thumb!

The winds that accompanied my sword scattered the dust and tore the monster's body diagonally, grazing the magic stone and spraying the entrails.

As I whirled around the slow but large orcs, tearing at their flesh, the fight reached its climax. I raised my sword for the last time and dropped it on the head of the last orc.

"Another group finished. Somehow, it's satisfying the feeling of smashing those responsible for a trauma."

I grinned from ear to ear as I sent my bloody sword to inventory. I went to pick up the dagger embedded in the wall. My eyebrows furrowed as I saw that the wound in the wall had not regenerated. That's very strange.

I dismembered the nasty orcs to get the magic stones out. To be honest, I was hoping this world would be like in the anime, where a wound inflicted on the monsters equaled an explosion of dust.

I let out a sigh and continued on my way. Everyone responsible for my trauma was cruelly killed to the point where the monsters no longer appeared as if the dungeon had realized it couldn't handle me on this floor.

"Good for me. It's a pity that the next floor also housed these bastards."

"Strange... somehow, I feel an uneasy feeling." Again I was anxious, just like that time.

Shortly after passing through a cave, I came to a place surrounded by ashen-colored walls. I looked at the uneven floors that possibly connected to the next floor.

Before I could take a step forward, something urged me to stay put.

An uncomfortable feeling alerted my mind. My thoughts began to turn chaotic as my body plunged into a sense of coldness. The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped to alarming levels.

Too quiet. I didn't like this frightening feeling disguised as soft. It was as if it was the same day I faced death. No, it was different.

"Why is my core reacting-?"

*Thumb!

My core gave a strong beat as if a drum had been beaten. A feeling of warmth arose, counteracting the coldness. Something inside me boiled.

My memory was invaded, and the pain expanded as if my brain was being poked. The figure of a bloodied Emily, lying on the ground with many Amazons surrounding her, was drawn to my mind.

A burning fury like never before clouded my consciousness. My legs acted without consent, forcing me to turn and run for the exit.

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