EVILS LOOMING AND FELL UNTO DEATH TRAP

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=LOCATION: Unknown=

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{FLASHBACK TO MINUTES BEFORE}

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An unknown vast halls with numerous columns lit by magic stone lamps. A gathering complex room for certain individuals covered by robes and capes while few aren't.

This dark complex room is filled with scent of rusty blades mix with splattered bloods—creating a creepy atmosphere upon the room.

"PLEASE SPARE ME LADY VALLETTA!" An evilus believer goon of certain familia pleaded while kneeling to their pink-haired leader that's raising her bloodied multi-bladed greatsword into the sky.

*SLASH*

The blade slashes the believer before he could scream. His blood splatered all over his white robe and the room mixing with already spilled blood of his fellow dead believer.

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Silence filled the complex

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Other believers silent in fear. How could a bunch of level 1 goons retaliate nor raise their voice against her?

She's Valleta Grede, a captain from the Thanatos familia faction of evilus. She have the might of a level 5 and the strategic intellect rivaling Orarios' first-class adventurers, especially the Loki familia's Braver.

Valleta Grede is a dangerous women.

What makes her dangerous is her sadistic desire of murdering all, adventurers or not. Valletta along with the certain duo from Alecto Familia have the record for the most murder count on Orario.

There's a rumor circulating that she's capable of massacring more lives than recorded if not for the Loki Familia Captain, the Braver, interventing her everytime.

She along with many Evil deities of different factions, other executive members and an army of believers banded together and branded themselves as 'Evilus', the criminal worshipping cult that appeared after the strongest Familias were exiled 6 years ago.

Staying from the shadows hidden the Labyrinth City. They are responsible for keeping the labyrinth city into the living hell and make both civilians & adventurers continuously live in suffering and fear.

The Evilus made Orario currently live in Dark Period or Dak Ages.

*SWING*

Valletta swung her cursed blade in the air to clean the blood stains.

*SPLASH*

Bloods splashed into the floor, even nearly to a shoe of one of the many individuals present along with Valleta.

Those individuals that witness what Valleta did. They didn't care for the dead as long as their not their own faction. Few of them are the Evilus' higher ups also called as executive members wearing a black robes, each one belongs from different factions.

Their apathetic eyes shown devoid for sympathy

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devoid of empathy for any lives.

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As they're clearly entertained by the death of others.

Valleta smiles while looking all the mangled corpses—taking delight to her victims' screams, cries & torments before dying to her blade.

Valletta enjoyed her 'artwork'.

"You guys. Clean up the mess later." Valleta orders her servants wearing white robes and belonging to Thanatos faction.

"Roger that!" The servants enthusiastic replied wanting to avoid to be her next floor artwork while adoring the death of his fellow goons.

Instantly, She looked at the remaing believers of different factions.

"Oi! Tell me why 50 scums are still missing, Half-wits?!" Valleta demand an answer with hint of fury completely and quickly changing emotion.

She broke the silence in the room. The other silhouettes in the dark looked the white-robe goons as they're confused too after hearing the report.

As soon as she finished speaking,

*BABOOM!*

An individual or more accurately, a crimson-haired male god begun blarring his oppresive divine aura within the room. His aura created this oppressive atmosphere felt by mortals.

"How come 50 of my familia capable of destroying villages and armies outside of Orario croaked overnight?! Confess the real truth... Now!" A dark-skinned figure adoring purple eye-shadow demanded with authoritative tone. Him being a deity, knew the exact moment when his half of his familia died but not where, whom, what nor how they died.

Having lost an monumental amount of firepower, He requested this very meeting with the Executive members.

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Frightening

Is what all evilus mortals on the room felt while shivering at the wrath of a god.

Only the other god on the room could resist the daunting killing aura.

"We don't know Lady Valletta and Rudra-sama. We still can't open the gate of 20th floor. Please spare me." Evilus beliver 31 reported with fear in her eyes.

"When we arrived to the gate of 20th floor—They are melted by what we pressumed from lava from the heat and sulfuric smell. We are still trying to open the gate but our efforts still prove futile even with the magic swords." evilus believer 25 described.

"We've been telling the truth Rudra-sama! Please have mercy on us." Evilus believer 16 pleaded with desperation.

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*SWISshhhh~*

The pressure disappeared. Scorch marks painted the room, especially where Rudra is.

After hearing the reports, Rudra disappointedly scuffed while subsiding his divine aura and wrath.

The divine authority is what deities use to make mortals be afraid of them and not lie within their presence.

Every mortals present are now relieve and return to their original composure.

Getting over from the divine,

"He-he-he! A door made of Orichalcum completely melted." Valleta rediculed while giggling after getting over from Rudra's wrath.

But one person reacted differently from others,

"That's Impossible...Orichalcum is the most indestructible metal in existence that can survive from Valgangs' flames. It cannot be destroyed by upper class adventurers. It cannot melt easily." A deathly pale skinny man expressed having prideful eyes behind his long white bangs despite being skinny.

His name is Barca Perdix, the gates' creator and the man-made labyrinth they're in, called Knossos. A man belonging from Thanatos familia.

"But it did." Replied by an individual wearing an leather goggle, Dix perdix, while cleaning his blood-stained cursed spear. The captain of Ikelos familia and Barca's half-brother.

"I'll look into it. You! lead the way. If you what you reported was false, I'll kill you." Barca begrudgingly ordered his underlings. He holds the might of level 2 despite having frail body.

He left with a few evilus believers.

Seconds later,

"We aren't needed here. Hey, you lot. Quit Dawdling and get to movin." Dix clearly wanting to go somewhere besides this complex. He ordered his men to continue what they're doing before this meeting.

After Dix's goins & Barca left,

"What do you think happened to Rudra's dead believers, my lady?...Could a first-class adventurer or Maybe an Irregular monster kill them?" A red haired man with fox-eyes hiding behind the shadow asked looking at Arachnia. A man belonging from other familia/faction of Evilus.

"...Faceless. No threats on that floor could kill them, especially with a handful Level 4 scums, their idiotic captain and his b***h. Or...were they ambushed by adventurers' troops stronger than them? " Valletta, known as Arachnia replied.

Considering the ambush as another cause.

"We need more information on whom or what killed them when that gate is open." Valletta ordering the believers

"They have a lot of resources with them. We need to salvage their valuables too from their dead bodies, especially retrive the Daedalus' Orb." Thanatos said starting a new topic.

Followed by,

"Find their dead bodies. Collect everything!" A green-eyes with snake pupils named Olivas screams at the remaining evilus believer. His torso on display. He's one of the Evilus executives and a firm believer from another evilus familia/faction.

Few evilus belivers ran after hearing Olivas, adding manpower to the case.

"No...That's useless now. If the Orichalcum door melted. It's feasible that they died along their junks. Their death and that Orichalcum junk being melted at the same day is no coincidence... A monster or an unknown troops ambushed them while the gate melted too." Valletta hypothesizes.

"Unknown perpitrators comes into play. Ha-Ha! Not bad. I ought to meet them in face soon. " Said by the formerly pissed Rudra now resting his head on his hand.

His curiosity has been met. He become interested on the 'Unknowns' more than his deceased forces.

Other individuals reluctantly agreed.

What followed was,

"Thanatos, Your Arachnia have invited ruin upon the familia of myself. How do you intend to right this wrong?" Rudra from Rudra familia faction blaming his fellow deity planning to recover his familia's firepower.

"No need for anger...Rudra. This forsaken city has endless amount of gullible 'sheeps' everywhere, I will obtain 60 believers from surface and transfer them to your residence soon." Thanatos promised to Rudra, the another male deity and head of his own faction hiding behind his hood.

Being satisfied to the compensation. He shift towards another topic.

"Where is your patron deity, Faceless...No, Vito?" Rudra wanting to find something new asked the red-haired man.

"Rudra-sama. He already departed around the city. To find something familiar he detected yesterday." Vito with the moniker 'faceless' politely answered.

"Tell him I want him attending gatherings. See that you do." Rudra added while still having the fixation on finding that 'Unknown'.

Vito nodded and thus their ending the conversation.

"Where are the Apate familia and Alecto familia?" Vito asked the believers addressing the important topic.

"Sir Vito, both factions are yet to seize their ranking up to Level 3-5 from dwelving the Deep floors for months. Each captains attempts to rank up to level 6. They inquired us to not disturb them until their return. Other members are currently gathering multiple monsters from the surface upon Lady Valleta's requests as we speak. Apate Familia requested to attain more mages and hexers for their 'Trump cards'." Evilus believer 19 reported while trying her best to avoid dying by her psychopathic executives.

"What am I? Their sh*** m***? Tell Apete Familia geezers to move their old joints. Make them catch for themselves." The pissed Valleta harshly denied their 'request' while the evilus believer backed down and relief she didn't die today.

Changing the topic,

"50 servants died suddenly. Our strongest factions dwelved the dungeon. We are only left with a level 5, few level 4, multiple level 3 and myriad of lower-tiers. Were no match on the surface even with great schemes. Orarios will be safe and at peace until we amass enough power." The god, Thanatos stated the fact.

"We can't risk of executing plans either, even those involving escaping right after destroying. Finn will catch on that were lacking forces. That damn bastard. " Valletta added.

"It appears that we cannot accomplish many plans without the strength of those you've killed today and the full might of Rudra familia, my lady." Vito added cementing their powerless at the moment.

Hearing those exchanges,

Both the evilus Higher-ups, the Individuals and evilus believers presents in the room are repulsed by that single statement. Especially, The silver-haired man with green eyes and snakelike pupils.

"Grr! THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS!! I want Orario to collapse. It's Destruction should not stop even for a second." Olivas eye's expressed with madness and obsession, He's itching for more destruction. He's obsession earned his infamously moniker 'the fanatic'.

He's not alone who craves Oriarios' Annihilation. The gods, the Evilus higher-ups and the Evilus believers present silently agree to Olivas' dedication too.

"We gotta remind those idiots above of the hell they're livin in! They don't get to feel peace and happy till they die!" Valletta told everyone as if swearing her purpose in life while her bloodlust was ever present.

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"Gather our forces outside of Orario...or any other villages. I don't care what methods. Recruit more believers. It could take months to replace them. We can't accomplish many plans if we can't replace them soon." Valleta ordered

2 evilus believers ran out the room following Valleta's Order .

"Where's the King from Freya Familia?" Vito asked

"Sir Vito, The Einherjar are patrolling Orario and were not seen entering the dungeon yet." Evilus believer 6 reported

"Did Finn and his cronies killed the scums of Rudra familia?" Valleta asked

"That's impossible Mistress Valleta, our spies informed us about Loki Familia still residing in their headquarters after their expedition last month ago." Evilus believer 4 reported

"I won't let Orario's destruction stop. You there! Rally our comrades. Halt them from collecting surface monsters anymore. We need to keep Orario's in chaos." The fanatic expressed his malice while leaving meeting room with his underlings and fellow elivus believer.

Seeing Olivas and his faction leave the meeting room.

'Tch.... Olivas, you bastard. You couldn't keep it in your pants, eh?' Valletta sneered at annoyance but can't stop Olivas nor the other factions' actions besides her faction and those weaker than her.

As while different factions gathered under the banner named 'Evilus'. Without the use of cold brutal violence nor without other factions being benifitted.

They're not cooperative and mostly butt heads while greedily exploits each factions for the reasons of overthrowing of Guild while manisfesting Chaos and total Destruction upon Orario. Mostly, for their own manaical ideologies and goals to come to fruition.

They're a mess.

Second passed by, the other factions departed from the room following Olivas lead.

Only Valletta, her underlings and her god, Thanatos remained on the room currently discussing their own plans.

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=LOCATION: Chambers of Prayers=

A dark place or a temple found beneath the Guild. The room's only distinction is large stairhalls that leads to a stone platform that can be served as alter.

*Crackle* *fshh* *sparks*

On every corners of stone platform are 4 medieval standing torches at every corner.

In the middle is a tall throne made from polished stone that displays authority.

Where torches shines and seating alone in the throne is a stoic old man wearing white rob, black hood & sandals. That old man continuously prays.

He always wore a calm expression, like a statue.

"Ouranos." A shadow tall figure fully covered in a cloak called upon the praying two-meter god called Ouranos, sitting on the throne platform with four wooden standing torches or pole torches.

Ouranos opened his eyes and look the cloaked-individual.

"How goes the search, Fels?"

But before Ouranos could hear his follower answer.

*!!*

Ouranos rose up from his seat feeling something is happening especially in the dungeon.

*EARTHQUAKES APPEARED* *CRACK!*

*RUMBLING!*

The ground started shaking making the two momentarily lost balance.

*Thud* *thud*

Two standing torches fell away from Ouranus' high throne.

*CRACK!!!* *EARTHQUAKES INTENSIFIES* *CRACK!!*

"A Calamity gas begun." Ouranos widen his eyes as he sensing array of irregularities currently happening on 17th floor beyond the quake.

"Ouranus, What's wrong?" Fels understood the gravity of a situation that his ancient god rise from his chair which he scarely moved unless its unprecedented.

An anomaly never happened before on the history of Orario. Not even the wise god knew.

Ouranus' will the prayer sent to keep the dungeon in check has been shaken off for the first time.

Not even the two largest familias of today and the past never had experienced this.

But just like a heavenly ruler monitoring the mortals above the skies. Still wearing a calm expression

"Fels!" Ouranos called upon his follower, wih heavey voice and speaking as the elder god as his face doesn't express even a slight of being intimidated by the terrible tremors currently happening within the city.

"Have Royman send Letters of Request for Ganesha Familia"

Fels could only listen while Ouranos's majestic voice immediately relayed orders upon another orders unto Fels. As this time turned into chaotic more than they experience daily.

"....Understood, Ouranos. I shall return." Fels obeyed without hesitation.

Fels existed the Chambers of Prayers, leaving Ouranos to strengthen his prayers about halting the tremors and monsters production altogether.

Most important, to understand what's about to happen in 17th floor.

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=LOCATION: Orario, Labyrinth City=

Early Morning,

Before the sun start rising,

The time when most in not all civilians and adventurers are still asleep but few started waking up. The time where no adventurers are entering the dungeon yet nor exiting from it.

The streets are empty,

Most merchants starts opening their shops guarded by metal bars and heavy duty locks.

Merchant's begun assembling their produce to welcome their costumers, civilians and adventurers who will arrive within minutes.

A day should be started on a good mood or should be start with eating.

Or it should have been.

*BOOOOOOOOOM!!!!*

*EARTHQUAKES SPREADING* *CRACK!!*

A whopping magnitude 5.9 appears and covers the entire Orario city waking up the still sleeping citizens, adventurers and gods too.

Man, Women, Children of all different races and occupations altogether currently feel it and are affected, even the gods.

*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *BOOM!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!*

The streets breaking thus creating many fissures spreading across the city.

*TREMBLE* *CRACKLES!*

Most wooden buildings starts breaking.

Houses stars shaking

*AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!*

*EKKKKKKKK!!!!*

Screams from Civilians and Adventurers mixed in the chaotic shaking mess.

Both Fear and panic spread into the atmosphere. Civilians and the adventurers with familias run immediately prioritizing their own safety over others.

"M-Move!" "Run!"

Animal-people' furs and tails rises up in response to the danger.

"The children!"

Regardless of races, mothers and fathers run while carrying their own childrens away from their shaking houses.

The merchants halted the opening of stalls and ran too.

*thud!* *thud!* *thud!* *thud!*

Mirrors, Foods and products from market stalls stared falling.

*Crack!*

Glasses, mirrors, windows and such starts breaking.

Most stumbles and lost their balance.

*?!*

The gods panic too because with their arcanum sealed they don't know what's the cause of these earthquake happening early in the morning.

*Clang!* *Clang!!*

A bell rang out from the Guild's great bell is being rung for the citywide warning about the ongoing earthquake.

"Emergency alert! Emergency alert! All familias based in Orario are to follow the Guild's instructions!" The broadcaster announced using a loudspeaker system carved from magical stones. The loudspeakers are spread across the city which successfully reached the entire citizens' ears.

After a minute of the Emergency Announcement,

The intense earthquake still shaking the entire city

*?!*

A pallum commander held his spear and bravely sprinted into action while commanding his subordinates, a sturdy bearded dwarf and a royal elf followed him.

*?!*

A blonde expressionless yet volatile kid woken up too.

The familia exited their manor with their familia members equipped their armor, shields and potions. They're quick to respond from their years of experiences dealing with countless tradegies happening anytime of the day.

The familia spilts into different directions prioritizing the safety of panicked citizens around them.

But that's not all.

The familia have another reason for equipping armor, It was to prowl to the dungeon to confirm the death of one their team and save the surviving teammates.

Athough the whole familia haven't seen the corpses yet. Their elites were abruptly awakened by their goddess telling them the passing of 3 men that died in the dungeon before the earthquake begun.

Their Vermilion-haired goddess currently grieving for the loss of her 3 men and concern for the girls that were with them. Her grief started when she sensed her 3 familia members or so-called children died to dungeon. Her dead followers' string of life snapped and thus waking up the goddess from hangover.

*drip*

She doesn't even care her favorite alcohol is spilling to the expensive carpet.

She doesn't know how nor what killed them. She couldn't see the moment her men died because her Arcanum sealed.

Every Gods and goddess also known as Deusdea must seal their own Arcanum, their source of godly power, before descending to the mortal's plane known as Gekai or lower world. Making them have the physical abilities as normal people.

But even so,

The divine beings can sense the exact moment that their children or followers die even without seeing it with their eyez. The Deusdea and her familia members are connected spiritually and falna ever since the followers joined their familia.

short moment passed by,

*glug* *glug*

The vermilion haired goddess drinks trying to driwn her grief away with what's left of her prized alcohol.

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*?!*

From the opposite side within the city, An army of indomitable warriors gathered on the field to commence their mortal combat also known as baptism halted.

*?!*

Combantants and Non-combatant immediately run to their manor, towards to their sleeping goddess of beauty. But the familia's executives halted them from going.

The executives went instead

*Crack!*

The most elegant vase broke down. Found on the Goddess chamber.

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That same goddess they worship was woken suprised on her king-sized elegant bed.

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A tall boar man who always keept his emotionless expression headed towards their goddess' room with his eyes and ears checking every nooks and cranny along the hallway. He's ready to protect his goddess, like a solid fortress.

Followed by a duo of elves, a foul black cat, and the quadruplets pallums currently insulting one another walking to their sole mistress

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Far away from them,

*?!*

The Self-proclaimed officers of law started existing the palace that's shaped like a sitting god wearing an elephant masks.

Prioritizing the safety of the Orario's Adventurers and the people.

"I AM GANESHA!!" The god wearing an elephant mask ran along too while shouting his catchphrase.

*?!*

The believers of justice from a certain familia who just woken up and stumbles earlier now regained their balance and rapidly dresses to their combat gears.

Their walnut-haired goddess of justice plans to follow her familia while the red-haired optimistic girl, their leader, will lead them all to save and calm down the frightened citizens.

Other familias and civilians were following the Guild's instructions towards safety.

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*Earthquakes ends~~*

Aftershocks will soon follow

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{FLASHBACK ENDS}

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=TIMESKIP: PRESENT=

=LOCATION: Floor 17=

This floor belongs to few floors above it called the Middle floors. Each floors are vast, complex and made of bedrocks.

A rectangular room over 200 meters long, 100 meters wide and over 20 meters in height.

A dimmed lit atmosphere and its floor decorated with fissures spreading across the entire floor and above.

Most prominent,

Are the humongous hole on the ceiling that penetrated through floors above, reaching to 12th floor. Each floors have massive holes on the center comparable to a massive Colosseum

*CRACK* *RING*

The dungeon floors 17th to 12th continues shakes and rings. Creating frightening feeling for Grithra currently while creates more cracks on the bedrock walls and floors.

The most unexpected events currently happening

*SHCRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!*

The horrific high-pitches screams shrieking the floors. Among the continuous eery symphony of multiple voices

"IT HURTS! THOU ART IN AGONY!" Multiple heavy voice unitedly angrily screech.

Grithra fearing for to the dungeon shaking right now while hearing a high pitch symphony sound.

But

Alex is hearing these Dungeon's words despite his throbbing ears stained in blood.

The screeching continues

"BY THY ORIGIN! BY THY AUTHORITY! BY THY NATURE!

THOU ART SPAWN FORTH CHILDRENS! SERVE THY ORIGIN!

GOLIATH SPAWN FORTH! SERVE PROTECTION! SERVE THY ORIGIN ONCE MORE!

SPAWN FORTH CALAMITY! APOSTLE OF MURDER!

FAST AS WIND! MAGICAL COUNTERPOISE! GNASHING JAW! SNARLING FANGS! WHIPPING TAIL! LACERATING CLAWS! SINK THOU MORTAL FLESHES!

SPAWN FORTH DECIMATOR! DECIMATE THINE PUTRID MORTALS!

HONOR THY ORIGIN!

HONOR THY PROMISED TIME!

THOU ART ASCEND THY SURFACE!

SERVE ENMITY! THOU ART BELLIGERENT THY MORTALS!

BANQUET OF CALAMITY!

THOU ANNIHILATORS!

THOU BESEECH ONSLAUGHT THINE TRESPASSERS!"

The accumulation of heavy voices ended eminating creepiness, hostility, sinister, danger & bloodlust towards Alex, Grithra and the unconscious.

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*SCREech ends* *SHAKing ends* *CRAAAacks ends*

The floor stopped tremors and the symphony ends.

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The whole place became silent. A creepy and eerily experience.

Both Alex and Grithra retrieve their hands from their ears and stood up.

They then check themselves before the whole floor expecting something.

Those sentence only Alex heard. And he's not mistaken that the dangerous voices he heard last night, the screech and the voices spoke are the same.

He concluded that the source of the voices is from the dungeon itself.

Alex suspects it wasn't just speaking from reading multiple fictions and multiple experiences from military.

Both Alex & Grithra guard themselves.

*Shing*

Grithra's wand lights up and so her danger sense too. It tells her something is gonna happen, even if this is her first encounter despite dwelving the dungeon for years.

Suddenly,

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*drop*

An object dropped something larger than humans

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*drop* *drop* *drop*

It doesn't stop with one. Objects dropped variying from different sizes

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

Objects from 11th floor, 12th floor, 13th floor, 14th floor, 15th floor and 16th floor descending towards 17th floor.

Some are miniscule, most are enormous

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

One after another kept falling towards 17th floor.

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

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*drop*

The object completely stopped as the sounds. Many objects still 'floats' mid-air.

Only then the things presented itselves to human eye.

*RRROOOOAAAAAAAARR!!!* *KHA-KWHA!!!* *SHPLAT!!!*

This objects created a sound and stretches their limbs. They are monsters born out of the dungeon walls.

Alex used Giro Giro no Mi and counted every monsters, excluding the dead ones dropping from the upper floors. The exits and entrances has been sealed by bedrocks.

Over 110 monsters set their red shining bloodlusted eyes on them but staying in their place as if they're cautious to Alex.

Some howls

Some with sharp nails scractches the walls and ground

Some gripped their weapons

Some are giant insects

Some are scaly

*FSSS*

Some sparks flames from their mouth

Some spread their wings

Some are small

Few are bigger than their kinds which Alex recognized as Enhanced species.

Most slammed their tails to the ground

All sneered their fangs

All roared revealing readiness for slaughter

But among all the monsters, one stood out the most

As if returning back from the dead, born from the very 17th floor walls

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*GROWL*

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*CRACK*

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*STOMP*

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A Giant dark humanoid monster who was just born, stepping away from the floor's smooth left wall, joining the legion.

*STOMP*

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*CRACK*

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Each step shook the ground Grithra and Alex are. Each step widens the already large fissures on the ground.

*GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!*

A Goliath monstrously roared at his full might instantly introducing itself to the army of monsters as their king, their floor boss.

The monster is different than it's predecessors. It's more darker and more threatening to Grithra as she's continuously turning pale each seconds seeing it.

Alex remembered the Black Goliath when he watched the Danmachi first season. This variation of Goliath was summoned when Hestia released her Divine Aura inside the Rivira town below.

A monster evaluated to be level 5 by adventurers back then.

A strong monster was summoned to eliminate the threat who immensely damage it's home.

Along with the roar of the Monster Rex

*drop* *drop* *drop* *drop*

Sounds of more and more monsters descending towards 17th floor.

A swarm of ligerfangs roars as they joined the ring of monsters.

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And where Grithra's level 2 eyesight could not see but Alex can

*GRRRRRR*

An unknown dark thin monstrosity sneakily hiding in the dark, the only and one of it's kind.

What the f*** is that?

Alex thought as he couldn't identify nor recognize that monster. He raise his vigilance towards it and compared it to the Alien creature from a famous movie but more larger and more demonic-looking.

*Howls*

The monster party or legions of monsters surrounding Alex and Grithra creates this only scenario

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A sight of doom

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No, more worse

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A picturesque scene of Hell

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Feeling hopelessness and death lingering

*thud*

A sound of wood dropping appeared behind Alex back.

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Alex look behind him

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"Hey! What are you doing?" Alex asked the person behind to her who looks down the ground and dropped her wand that lost its light.

"Are you seeing this clearly?! Even with your strength, How could we survive thispass parade infront of us?!" Grithra erratically said this with one emotion

Fatigue? No!

Sleepiness? No!

Joy? No!

Battle-readiness? No!

Murderous Intent? No!

Revenge? No!

Sadness? No!

Fear? No

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DEMORALISED

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She lost all hope of surviving. Gone like smokes.

Tragedies experienced now and yesterday completely made her dread feels stronger.

She didn't raise her fighting spirit nor scream to death.

She just-

"Even yesterday was telling me, I was meant to die from the beginning. Please let me see my sister now." She dreadfully whispers.

Her luck rans out

*Thud*

Her knees fall to the ground which supported her demoralized body.

Her claims isn't false as Dungeon have always claims adventurers lives ever since the beginning of humanity.

Having the Black Goliath and 110 monsters(still increasing) surrounding them and blocking their exists spells doom and death to everyone who witness.

The legions of monsters that requires more than 30 groups of high-class adventurers

.

.

No, Even if every kingdoms armies outside of Orario cannot deal them.

Alex understood her despair.

*Tmp* *tmp*

He went towards Grithra

"Grithra, Stand up and pick up your wand! This is no time t--!"

"i...I can't..." Grithra softly murmers which he halted after hearing her. He realize something she's trying to do, something he's unfortunately familiar with

*grab*

Alex picked up Grithra's wand and presented it to her while saying these below

"What do you mean you can't?? Snap back! Grab your f*****g wand and heal these unc--"

"I DON'T WANT TO ANYMORE! NO!!!!" Grithra yelled interrupting him, not caring anything anymore

*SMACK!!*

Grithra strongly attempted to slap away the wand away from his hand but failed as Alex still holds her wand infront of her.

Grithra isn't even reacting to her hurting hand as she look down to the ground again, being aghast from her sentence and action.

Confusion

Conflicted

Frightened

Anxious

Disparity

Dispirited

Hopelesness

Rejection to save lives

Shame

All these emotion felt by Grithra within less of a second.

*dart*

After seconds, She runs towards the cart

Alex stoically observed Grithra began hiding inside the cart continuously conflicted from guilt, fear, regret and realizing the shameful thing she did.

She gave up. Her vengeful eyed turned hopelessness ones. She wants to join her dead team. She's conflicted, feeling guilty for abandoning her one teammate on the cave who died too. She's experiencing both Survivor's guilt and guilty conscience. Based on the knowledge I gathered, the magic effectiveness depends on the mage's emotional strength and intention. It's no use to convice her to heal them if she's conflicted and given up surviving.

Alex understood as he's familiar on what she going through right now—He saw it in different faces, including his own too during his first time experiencing war

*Tmp*

*Tmp*

He walked towards the cart while holding grithra's wand.

"There's a pass parade or monster army blocking our escape routes. The Goliath is resurrected. There's only us two that's alive and there's Loki familia's unconscious members that could die any seconds if not healed properly. Looking at our situation, it makes sense to believe that we won't survive this encounter." Alex uttered not caring if Grithra could hear.

*GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!*

Monsters roars can be heard surrounded them but Alex still walk towards the cart without being intimidated nor bothered even.

*Tmp*

He now arrived at the front of the ashamed, frightened and defeated Grithra.

*thud*

"Grithra, I understand your fear but what you did is not excusable. Don't worry, You'll be returned home safely. This will all be a forgotten memory." He calmly told her while placing Grithra's wand beside her.

Before she could even react.

*Zzaapp*

Alex used electro and knocked her unconscious. Grithra laying down on the cart

*INHALE*

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.

.

*EXHALE*

After he calms down, he walked away from the cart which followed by,

*Step*

*Step*

Alex starts facing the monster legion with his thoughts running faster than his walk.

She's unconscious for the time being. She's safe inside the cart. Unfortunately, Both loki familias dead and surviving members are scattered everywhere. Those who survived are unconscious and bleeding to death with 2 member got their legs dismembered.

He begun another thoughts as he examined.

We're in the killbox zone surrounded by these monsters. The adrenaline rush is here again whenever something like this extreme fight or flight situations happens. Looking at it now, this situation right now is comparable to the Dungeon Mania Trial. Focus! Let's finish this quickly.

Before the monsters could even charge towards them.

*WHOOSH!!!*

He sprints lightning quick

*BOOM!*

destroying any monsters in his path while reaching towards something

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{Anti-Monsters Barrier Remaining Time; 11 Months : 29 Days : 18 Hours : 27 Minutes)