Danger!

The Freya familly awakened that morning to there champion and captain sleeping in a pile of rubble. Blood and bruises covering his body as he took deep shuddering breaths.

"Who... who did this?"

Allen Fromel, The Vice- Captain stared at his leader with a petrified look, what monster was able to beat a level 7 adventurer so casually??

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Madara looked down, he was on the very first floor of the dungeon, staring at the inky blackness that stood below him and smiled.

Time to do it again!

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Madara walked onto the 61st floor of the dungeon with a smile and a head of a Yeti in tow.

He had easily wiped any monster party that had crossed his visage on the way down the horrific dungeon.

He even saved a few adventures from a grim fate, maybe that would give him some good karma?

'Heh'

He pulled his arm back and launched the head of a Yeti through the body of its brotheren that had just lunged at him. He than spun around pulling out his Gumbai out from a sealing scroll and swiping it towards a wall of Kalizanteros

He shook his head.

"You all are boring"

The hundreds of Chakra infused monsters hidden in the crowd of the thousands that surrounded him felt themselves almost boil over in anger.

The would not let there mother down!

Spikes of frozen ice flung towards Madara as did hundreds of Yeti and Kalizanteros.

The man sighed. He needed to go down some more. He jumped up high, dodging every single spike while letting the monsters kill each other with there own attacks.

The leaders of the army roared, calming down the beast's while making Madara laughed.

He knew that the dungeon would try harder and harder to keep him down, but to train in army to try and best him was hilarity!

He also was laughing cause he noted every single commander in the army with that one roar.

He disappeared from the view of the army, making some of the commanders holler at there subordinates to spread out and find him.

While some other ones had left there squads, feeling like they were below them, and tried to find Madara themselves.

The leader of the army stood in the middle. The dungeon knew Madara was smart so the only difference of this Yeti than the others was his smarts and his power.

If he stood next to another Yeti the only difference would be the spark of intelligence that his eyes held.

However that intelegence was not enough. He had also roared to silence the army a second ago, that means Madara had seen him and found that he had the most chakra.

The Yeti named Perseud looked to his left, the second in command looked at his leader for help in corraling the other commanders. Yet all he saw was a headless body of Yeti fall into the snow.

He however was not second in command for no reason. He turned to the army, ready to scream out commands but before he could, a ghost had shoved a firey fist down his throat, making sure the beast would never speak again.

Madara swept through the army, obliterating level 8 and 9 commanders with one hit, but one Kalizanteros was able to peice together what he was doing.

He screeched, alerting the army to his position, and when they all turned they saw the monster with his arms crossed, blocking a kick from Madara.

"Your pretty good"

Every monster in the proximity lunged at Madara while the Kalizanteros commander backed away.

His eyes wide and his heart beating a mile a minute.

'Both my arms... there broken. Blocking a lackadaisical kick from this demon broke both my arms'

He realized that they had no chance and flapped his wings, screw his mother, this was a suicide mission!

He had broken free of the dungeons sway! He was now flying towards the exit, maybe in the top world he could gain strength and try and hide from this demon!

He made it all the way to the exit of the 61st floor and entrance to the 60th.

Before he went onto the next floor he turned around for just an instant, his curiosity getting the best if him, maybe the army had some stronger warriors than he knew and they might have a chance.

What he saw made his stomach flip. Gore and guts painted the white landscape red and purple. Heads and limbs strewn about as if a stampede of dragons had stomped there way through his brotheren.

He gulped and turned around ready to see the demon behind him.

However no red eyes or black hair was seen.

The demon must have gone to a higher floor! He was safe!

He ran into the 60th floor and immediately exploded, Madara on the 62nd floor chuckled.

Another army waited for him here but army fighting was getting boring, you can only seed so much fear, dissaray and destruction before it gets boring.

A purple aura surrounded him as he activates his perfect chakra control.

Every single monster on this floor had been briefed of this technique but really, what were they gonna do about it?

Some tried to run, some flew at Madara ready to stop him, and some just stood, knowing already that the fate was sealed.

Red hot flames turned the snowy battle ground into an ashy grave yard.

'This should give me some fun'

Even if the dungeon hated Madara it still had to follow certain rules, like Juggernauts could not just be thrown in willy nilly.

But when someone melts half the floor, than perhaps some Juggernauts will be thrown in, and if the dungeon really hates you, it might multiply the number by a bit.

100 chakra signatures were sensed by Madara, some of them really had some powerful auras. It seemed like Madara would still find a little fun on the 62nd floor.

"Come at me beasts!"