Chronicles of Forgotten Extra-Chapter 100: Dungeon [3]

Alden stood up from his spot, his breath steady and his eyes calm.

His body was at its peak—recovered, reinforced, and ready for battle.

After the fight against the Scarlet Fang Alpha, he had taken nearly an hour to rest.

His mana and strength were already at his peak.

There was nothing left to prepare.

He had already collected the body of Scarlet Fang Alpha, and unfortunately, he did not find any Chaos Core within it.

This is it.

The only thing left was the final battle itself.

He walked towards the next clearing where the main boss was situated.

After walking around for a few minutes, he arrived at the entrance of a vast clearing, far larger than any before.

There were many towering rock formations standing in the centre.

And standing on the highest rock—was it.

The Bloodfang Tyrant.

The true ruler of this domain.

Alden activated his [Eyes of Supreme] to take a good look...

The Bloodfang Tyrant was massive—nearly five meters tall or even more.

Its fur had a deeper crimson shade than even the Scarlet Fang Alpha.

Its muscles looked to be packed with strength, and its fangs were like some sharp daggers.

But the most terrifying thing was its eyes.

They were glowing red, filled with intelligence.

This wasn't just some mindless beast.

No.

It was a predator.

Unlike normal monsters found outside, the boss monster had more intelligence. Hence, they were more dangerous than their counterparts in the real world.

It was stronger than anything he had faced before.

These kinds of dungeons were usually cleared in groups.

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But Alden?

He was alone.

But was he scared?

Nope.

If anything, he was excited.

Alden's grip on his sword tightened.

There was no time for hesitation.

He had already activated his [Spirit Domain].

He wasn't going to be careless.

No.

Even one misstep and he would be the one to die.

He took a step forward as he finally entered the clearing.

The Bloodfang Tyrant's ears perked up. It had sensed Alden.

It moved.

One moment it was on the rock top.

And the next moment, Alden saw a slash incoming at him.

Alden's instincts screamed at him—MOVE.

But he knew he couldn't dodge.

He sensed the attack, but reacting to it was difficult. His body wasn't fast enough.

So he activated [Shadow Steps].

His body melted into the darkness.

BOOM

The ground where Alden was a moment ago exploded.

Dust and debris filled the cavern, making it difficult to see anything for a moment.

But a moment was all Alden needed.

He reappeared at the tyrant's side.

His katana flashed in a perfect strike toward its ribcage.

Swish.

His blade cut through—empty air.

The Bloodfang Tyrant had already vanished.

Alden's pupils shook visibly.

What the—?

Before he could even react, the monster's tail slammed into him.

CRACK

Alden felt his bones shatter.

Pain exploded through his body as he was sent flying backward like a ragdoll.

He barely had time to process it before his body slammed into the wall of the cavern.

His mind blanked for just a moment.

Damn it, I was too hasty.

I shouldn't have rushed in like an idiot.

His vision was blurred by all the blood trickling down his forehead.

He tried to move—But the Bloodfang Tyrant was already in front of him.

Its mouth opened wide.

Alden's body moved on instinct—

[Shadow Steps]

SNAP

His body melted into the darkness just as the tyrant's mouth closed shut.

FK That was a close call.

He reappeared several meters away.

His whole body was in pain. But he ignored it.

He knew that Tyrant was fast, but he hadn't expected it to be so fast.

The tyrant didn't have any intention of giving Alden any time to recover.

It roared.

The crimson mist in the surroundings intensified.

It's already using that.

Alden knew the attack.

[CRIMSON DEVASTATION]

It was an attack that exploded a mist with a corrosive effect in the surroundings.

The wave was coming for Alden.

He activated his [Limit Break].

His strength was elevated to minor rank.

He should have done that as soon as the battle began, but he didn't know if he could end the battle within sixty seconds.So, he decided to be a bit cautious. Because once the skill turns off, he will be a sitting duck.

But now was not the time to be cautious.

His life was in danger.

Well, not in danger, as he could escape any time with his artifact.

Artifact?

Something popped into his mind.

Alden's eyes widened. There was another effect he hadn't considered.

The second effect of Pendant of Lost Wanderer. It could save him from any attack below Primordial rank for once a day.

An idea popped into his mind.

Although the plan was still rough, Alden decided to take the risk.

All of this calculation happened within seconds thanks to the [Spirit Domain] accelerating his thinking.

Although the domain took a toll on his mind, it was still one of his most broken skills.

The Crimson Mist wave was coming fast. But Alden didn't want to waste his pendant's effect just yet. Instead, he melted into the shadows, reappearing behind the wolf.

But as if expecting his arrival, its claws were already attacking that direction even before he appeared.

Alden looked at the incoming claws calmly.

He didn't move; instead, he activated the effects of his artifact.

The effect of Pendent to nullify the damage.

The wolf's claws clashed onto Alden's body.

It is expected to tear apart the foolish humans who had entered its abode.

But nothing happened.

No blood. No sound.

The slash, which should have damaged the puny human, was bounced off.

The tyrant's eyes widened in confusion.

Right now.

Alden took advantage of the confusion as he swung his katana.

It was not a quick draw but a normal swing containing all his strength.

He activated the Defence Ignoring effect of his Sword of Chaos. If that's not all, he had also covered his sword with the shadow mana.

Just as the sword was near the neck of the wolf, Alden did something unexpected.

His technique [Ruinous Severance]

Why did I have to use it as a quick draw?

Just because the third successor left behind some notes.

That doesn't mean I should copy them as they are.

He had sudden inspiration.

Something clicked. He had been close to understanding it for a while—but now, in the heat of battle, he finally saw it.

Chaos Weapon Art.

It doesn't mean precision.

No.

It never meant that.

It was chaos.

And when does Chaos follow any rules?

Then why should I?

His katana was inches away from the neck of Tyrant when he burst out the mana from his blade.

He did all other things the same as when he activated the technique as a quick draw; just one thing was different: he didn't activate resonance with mana.

No.

He forced mana.

He let out a burst of energy so large that it distorted the very mana in the surroundings of his sword.

Instead of adjusting the frequency of his mana with the surroundings for a moment, he made the surrounding mana match the frequency of his sword.

The tyrant sensed something was wrong and tried to move.

But it was too late.

The katana's speed tripled mid-swing.

Swish.

A clean cut.

For a moment—

Nothing happened.

Then—

A massive arc of violent energy shot from his blade, crashing into the cavern walls.

The tyrant's body stood frozen.

Then—

Its head slid off its shoulders.

THUD.

Silence.

Alden stood there, his breathing rough.

Blood dripped from his arms.

His hands, the ones that held his sword—a wreck. The blood vessels had burst open.

But he didn't care.

He had done it.

He had glimpsed something new.

He gulped down a healing potion.

But his vision blurred.

He tried to stay awake—

But the exhaustion was just too much.

His body collapsed onto the cavern floor.