Chapter 134

Perk: 'Le Bete' has been deactivated! Your stats have changed back to normal!

Ping!

Your title Apprentice zombie killer has evolved into Zombie Hunter!

Zombie Hunter- 40% more attack and defence when dealing with the undead. +10 to all stats when dealing with the undead.

The son of Poseidon looked around him taking it all in, what he had done. But before he took a step forward or even had a thought, his body collapsed into the ground as he fainted from the strain on his body.

Percy blinked away as he slowly regained control over himself. He pushed himself up and groaned at his stiff body;

You have slept on a very uncomfortable surface; HP and MP have been restored 50% each. All ailments and negative status effects have been cured.

Percy pushed the box away and slowly got back up stretching his muscles loose. He blinked the world into focus yet again and found himself still in an ID, only this time there was nothing chasing him.

Percy saw there was money, drachma and various other loot items all around him, meaning he was still in the zombie dungeon, but seeing as there was no zombies that meant he must have killed the all.

Percy got to his feet and pulled out a bottle of water emptying it with one swing. He then wiped the trail of water coming out of his mouth and recalled what happened when he activated the curse.

The curse was too much. It was like trying to control a force of nature. the more he killed the more powerful and out of control it got. Percy was hoping to use this curse as a way to fight off the really strong opponents, but he now knew the only way that would ever work is if he and the boss were the only ones there, with nobody to interfere.

When Hyperion attacked Percy was lucky he didn't accidentally kill one of his friends, he was too busy fighting Hyperion. But if he had somehow defeated the Titan the he would then attack….. no, it was to much to even think it.

Percy put the curse under the list, 'Never use unless you are about to die,' which is also where Percy listed the Death touch skill, the Mist Illusions skill and the Deadman title.

Sighing to himself Percy took out the gauntlet of Kefka and summoned all his servants. Zed, Craig, Alecto and Marchosias appeared out of smoke and bowed to Percy who then sent him to gather all the loot spread throughout the dungeon.

Soon they had collected;

16,000$

30 D

8 Health potions(Low)

Lv-2 Skill disk

Healing shrubs

20 Greek style swords

12 Greek spears

Essence of shadow, crafting essence (2)

Pot of chance!

Percy put everything away except for the Pot of Chance! and used Observe on it;

Pot of Chance!

Test your luck by sticking your hand into this pot! If you are lucky you might something useful, if not...well let's just hope you can masterbate with your other hand as well.

Percy sighed at the pots description. The pit itself was very plain looking, it was brown and black, like ancient Greek pots, except these had big question marks drawn on their surface instead of greek heroes.

Percy looked at his Luc stats, sure it was 50 but maybe he should put off using the pot until Friday when his Lucky day perk would activate.

Percy nodded to himself and put the pot away and turned to his servants who were all looking at him curiously, "w-what? Is it something on my face?"

Zed shook his head, "no, not really. It's just you look different that's all."

"Really? Like how?" Percy asked crossing his hands.

"Like…. like you seem stronger somehow," Alecto replied, "more…. what's the word..."

"Feral," Marchosias said with a feral grin that spread across it's wolf face, "I see that you are using the curse of Le Bete freely. Something tells me however you are not the type to endanger others lives which begs the question, how did you use the power of uncontrollable anger, but still not get anyone hurt?"

Percy narrowed his eyes. He had forgotten how perceptive the demon winged wolf was. It was a mistake to bring it out here….or maybe it was an opportunity. Percy dismissed the other servants and soon sat in the middle of the empty monster dungeon with the demon wolf.

"So, alone at last," the wolf said with a smirk before it jumped up and exploded into a cloud of black smoke. The black smoke then melding together taking on the form of a naked woman with large perky breasts and a wide firm ass. Her beautiful face was covered with long curly hair dark as the night. Her skin was dark, like roasted almond and her eyes were the colour of polished cobalt.

She smiled at Percy as she slowly walked swaying her wide hips seductively, "hello, master." The last words came out as low growl as the demon crawled on top of Percy pushing him down on the grass, "I have missed you."

It took all of Percy's will power and the Gamer's mind abilities for him to not immediately become putty in her hands. He stayed stronger and spoke in a calm tone, "I need you ask you something Marchosias."

The demon smiled as she grabbed his hand in her and pressed her chest into his, "go ahead and ask, master."

Percy was now sweating, she was a little too close for comfort. "I-I need you to tell me everything you know about the Le Bete curse you put on me."

The demon raised an eyebrow, "everything? Or only what I know?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Very much so," she whispered as she pulled herself upwards grinding on Percy, "what I know I can give you for free, but if you wish for everything, well, then that's going to cost you."

"I see," Percy said. This was going nowhere fast, he needed to up to anty. Percy then rolled to the side putting the demon on the bottom while he was now above her. "So what do you know?"

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