Survive the labyrinth with EX-grade traits

As Yeriel’s sword slashes, Cresdowzer’s shoulder explodes, and a black substance sprays out instead of blood.

The giant’s right arm, which had been obliterated by the sheer divine power, is instantly regenerated, showcasing the power of the ‘Super Regeneration’ trait.

Kuoohohohohohoh!!!

If only Yeriel could finish off the remaining parts of Cresdowzer just as easily, it would be ideal.

However, it is evident that Cresdowzer is not just a giant punching bag, and everyone present is aware that things will not go as smoothly as they might hope.

Kwaaa!!!

One of the five traits possessed by Cresdowzer, Super Regeneration, is activated.

The faint aura emanating from the center of Cresdowzer’s body gradually intensifies, and the arm that had been severed is instantly restored, along with the surrounding area.

The bone arm that had regrown in the severed area serves as a stark reminder of the power of Super Regeneration.

‘But it’s impossible for him to use such rapid regeneration without any conditions or penalties.’

-The things devoured so far will be used to regenerate damaged bodies.

The information I saw earlier mentioned this.

In other words, the fuel needed for regeneration is the adventurers and monsters devoured so far on the 7th floor.

If Yeriel continues to inflict damage, Cresdowzer will soon reach its limit and collapse.

Indeed, the aura emanating from the center of its body has slightly faded, and Chaos notices this immediately.

However, there’s no time to waste.

To break through this situation, they must reach the Necromancer, the root of all evil.

Rather than all three of them entering together, it’s better for me to break through alone and assassinate the Necromancer with a dimensional leap.

“I’ll break through and take care of the Necromancer, so hold off the incoming enemies and endure!”

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A loud roar echoes as Yeriel pushes Cresdowzer back.

However, they encounter a significant obstacle due to an oversight.

Damn it. The real problem is right here.

Christopher turns out to be a formidable opponent.

“Rise!”

Christopher casts ‘Call of the Dead,’ and black mana extends from his hands, spreading like a spider web in all directions.

Drdduk. Ddduk.

Puhwak!

Countless undead rise from the ground, digging through tombstones, rotten trees, and small graves.

Skeleton Warriors and Archers, along with variants like Knights, Mages, and Berserkers, emerge.

Additionally, a colorful horde of Poison, Blood, and Dark Ghouls, along with Banshees and higher-ranked Ghasts, join the undead army.

The undead army, resurrected by the mana infused with malice, marches forward with a chilling aura.

Christopher, who originally had only a few high-rank traits granted by the evil god, was just an average adventurer with slightly higher mana at C+ and average ability at E+.

However, the fact that this is the fallen sanctuary and that Cresdowzer, led by Christopher, has wiped out the parties and monsters in the central area, plays a significant role.

As a result, the abundance of corpses in the area becomes a powerful advantage for Christopher.

“Grrrr.”

“Kyaaaak!”

“Kyaaaaa!”

Christopher commands an army of undead, a force far beyond his original capabilities.

Duduudu—

The undead horde, far more powerful than what was indicated in the trait information, begins to march forward, their numbers reaching at least a hundred.

The mixed army of various undead, including Skeletons, Ghouls, and higher-ranked monsters, creates a wave of death, and the air fills with a chilling aura.

It’s eerie.

The undead army is not just a typical horde, but a deadly wave of various monsters from the 7th floor, and there’s no room for hesitation.

If they are pushed back by this force, there will be no second chance.

Overcoming their fears, they charge forward, determined to reach the Necromancer, the root of all evil.

Rather than all three of them entering together, it’s better for me to break through alone and assassinate the Necromancer with a dimensional leap.

“I’ll break through and take care of the Necromancer, so hold off the incoming enemies and endure!”

-Shhhh—

A chill spreads from the ground, freezing the grass and weeds.

Crack. Crack.

Purple lightning crackles and dances fiercely around Yeriel’s hands.

Whoosh!

The light emanating from the sword grasped in both hands fills Yeriel’s body with power.

Yeah. Let’s go crazy.

Woosh!!!

Ahren charges forward, diving into the undead army.

“Kuaaak!”

“Shaaaa!!!”

A world of red unfolds before Ahren, and dozens of trajectories aimed solely at him crisscross the sky.

‘I never intended to dodge them!’

Ahren swings his sword wildly.

“Come at me, you bastards!!!”

Ahren’s sword slashes horizontally, vertically, and diagonally, relentlessly cutting through the bodies and limbs of the undead creatures in his way.

Whether it’s bone, flesh, or even the faint spiritual bodies of the undead, nothing can withstand Ahren’s relentless attacks.

“Roooar!”

For every monster Ahren takes down, two more rush in, and for every two she slices, four more collide with him.

One enemy falls, and two more rush in; after slicing through two, four more collide.

From fingertips to toes, an icy frost spreads across the body, freezing any creature that dares to approach.

Kwaaaang!!!

The space to wield the sword is secured by using the whole body.

Shoulder tackles and body charges with armor-clad bodies mercilessly push back enemies.

Confident in the defense of the golden crown, there are times when even the initial attacks are not enough, and body charges are executed without hesitation.

“Move aside, you bastards!”

The limbs of the slowed and eventually frozen enemies are shattered like dry twigs.

Scattered pieces of decaying flesh and blood splattered on the ground.

The shattered bones are evidence that the protagonist is getting closer to the target.

“Block, Ara, block!”

[Christopher casts ‘Call of the Dead’]

[Christopher casts ‘Frenzy’]

[The undead, awakened by the Call of the Dead, enter a state of frenzy, increasing their strength and agility.]

“Kooo!”

“Guaaak!”

Ghast, a grotesque creature with bulging muscles and horns protruding from its body, no longer resembling a ghoul.

Led by the Ghast, various variants of monsters, at Christopher’s command, brandish their weapons and cast spells.

‘Lightning Blade!’

Sparks erupted from my fingertips, flowing down my sword until the entire blade glowed with a violet sheen.

The higher-class ghast, the mutated skeleton knights, and the lone banshee—

Rumble—

The thunderclap echoed as the Lightning Blade shredded through the charging monsters in an instant.

Normally, I’d worry about expending a powerful technique so early, but not today. With adrenaline surging and every ounce of pain ignored, a fleeting agony couldn’t stop me.

“RAAAAAGH!”

“Aaaahhhh!!!”

[Blade Storm]

Ignoring the penalties that stiffened my body, I forced my joints to twist through magical explosions within.

One slash. Another. A third. A fourth.

I swung my longsword down, spinning it like a windmill to carve through the monsters.

As my body loosened, I gained more speed with every step, each stride shaking the battlefield with deafening explosions.

“Kyyaaaak!!!”

Several skeleton mages grouped together to launch fireballs the size of my torso like machine guns—

Boom! Bang! BOOM!

[The Mark of Magic Devourer absorbs the spells.]

“Keep firing! C’mon, that tickles!”

The fire resistance from Hyenax’s earrings and the life restoration from the Mark of Magic Devourer rendered the fireballs useless. The explosions only left my armor without a single scratch.

My mind soared, and my blood boiled.

[Chaos…]

Small lightning strikes grew into massive bolts that I normally needed deep concentration to wield.

Zap! CRACK! BOOM!

Pain? I couldn’t feel it anymore.

The only path visible through the blood-soaked trail leading to Christopher resembled a red carpet, pointing the way forward.

“Hah… Hah…”

In the distance, Christopher’s grotesquely undead, rotting face was marked with fear and terror.

“What… what is that thing?!”

Spreading sticky, black necromantic energy, he bellowed, “Tear that lunatic to shreds!!!”

[Christopher casts ‘Corpse Bringer’]

[Skeleton Berserker gains the ‘Giant’ trait]

[Christopher casts ‘Corpse Bringer’]

[Poison Ghoul gains the ‘Slime Explosion’ trait]

[Christopher…]

As his desperation peaked, a dozen creatures received random enhancements, growing more dangerous.

Yet, I grinned wide enough to show my teeth.

“Idiot. I was waiting for this.”

He had no more cards left to play. No surprises remained.

It was my turn to reveal my hidden ace. Raising Solas high above my head, I poured in more magic than ever before.

“Watch closely with your rotting eyes.”

“Radiance!”

[Radiance blinds all hostile entities within a 100-meter radius and heals allied wounds.]

Flash!

The dazzling light illuminated the night sky as if it were day.

Blinding them wasn’t the point.

“Shrieeeek!”
“Graaaagh!”

The radiant burst temporarily paralyzed the monsters, blind or not.

This was my moment.

I was close enough now. Nothing could stop me from reaching him.

Through the glare, I locked eyes with the stunned Christopher.

“Dimensional Leap.”

In a fleeting moment beyond anyone’s perception, my body dissolved into countless particles, disappearing into a dimension of pure nothingness.

Pop!

I materialized behind Christopher in the blink of an eye.

“What the—”

Before he could turn, my blade slashed diagonally.

Sssschhk!

His already fragile body, covered in little more than tattered robes, split without resistance.

To think he had been turned into a monster after dying, dragged into the schemes of evil gods and labyrinths.

As the battle’s intensity faded, a thought struck me—was this pitiful wretch also just a victim?

“Rest in peace.”

I sliced him horizontally, splitting his body into two parts: “Chris” and “Topher.”

The divided halves convulsed for a moment, as if awakening to his second death. His lips quivered.

“…Thank… you…”

Sssaaaah.

Christopher’s remains, along with all the other corpses I left in my wake, disintegrated into ash.

“Argh!!!”

With the fight over, the reckless frenzy I’d indulged in began to take its toll.

My head throbbed as if pierced by needles, my body sagged like waterlogged cotton, and worst of all, I felt like I was becoming something… inhuman.

“Ugh… blech.”

[Chaos…].

My mind flickered, unable to grasp what Chaos was saying.

Being overwhelmed by arcane power—Arcane Ebrivus—was an experience I never wanted to endure again.

‘Move. There’s no time to collapse now.’

There were still tasks to complete.

“Grr…”

I had eliminated most monsters during my rampage, so the rear guards must have held their ground.

I was about to regroup with Lumia and Veronica to check their safety before joining Eriel when—

[Cresdowzer casts Earthquake.]

RUMMMMBLE!

With Christopher dead, Cresdowzer, now severed from its soul contract, unleashed chaos.