Dungeon Diver: Stealing a Monster's Power

Chapter 160

"All-Seeing Eye."

Letting out another 10 attacks in record time, I make even more good headway. This barrage is complete in under 20 minutes. Along with trying to limit my break times in between slashes, I focused on the density of my mana control. I fine-tune each attack to make sure more power is stored into smaller and denser attacks.

This is what helped me cut through that white wall in the Titan's Domain. It must be how Fisher can cut through rocks like butter. Making my attack denser and stronger is the only way it'll cut this mountain in two without blowing up in my face. Right..?

After going all out, using up another 50k MP and clearing all the excess rubble with my spacial magic, I lean up against the cave wall about 150m into the mountain.

It's pretty dark this deep within the cave. The white light from outside barely makes it in. The only way for me to see is with the flames from my sword after each attack and the use of my perception skill.

My fingers are starting to tingle, my ankles are weakening, and a sharp pain in my lower back irks me every time I put too much pressure into my attack stance.

"I'm using too much mana..."

Over 150k MP has been run through today, and in a very short amount of time too.

I let out a sigh, using self regeneration to the best of my ability on my tight muscles and worn-out joints while sliding down the cool cave wall.

"I didn't get anything done today..."

It's been almost 2 hours and I've already worn myself out to the limit. There hasn't been any noticeable change in my attack power or precision. I just don't have enough time or mana to figure this out...

Using my perception skill hardly helps at all. I can see the flowing mana around me, and watch the energy become a highly refined, dense attack before letting it fly, but I'd be able to do mostly the same thing without it.

Feeling the flow of mana throughout my own body isn't too difficult, especially with the newfound level of control I've obtained recently.

I let out another long sigh, racking my brain for any potential ideas.

"There has to be a trick...."

I grit my teeth, standing up while igniting my sword into flames.

Fisher said I'd learn how to do all of this my own way, and brute force wouldn't work... Maybe he's right, but how am I supposed to figure this out without any guidance? I don't even know what he wants me to do... Cut a hole through a mountain? His mana control is on a whole different level than mine. I'd need dozens of times more MP to get to that level.

He said it took him a full week...

I don't want to spend a week meaningless slashing at a stone wall... I'm not learning anything.

Placing my sword back into my item storage, I begin to pace up and down the 150m long cave. After thinking over every word that blue-haired swordsman said, still, nothing stands out in my mind.

Angrily, I start dumping piles of rubble in the grassy clearing outside the cave entrance. There's no point in leaving these rocks in my storage any longer than I need to.

Before going back inside, I stare up at the portion of cliff that still reflects light off of its glossy surface. Other than the crater I blew into the mountainside right next to it, every bit of the rock wall is perfectly smooth.

"How...?"

I activate my All-Seeing Eye and look closer at the sliced rock above me. This is the only clue I have left to solve this puzzle.

I air-step upwards to get a much closer look. Sitting on the ledge of the cliff, I start my examination. The stone's surface is smooth to the touch, almost like I'm rubbing my fingers against a freshly cleaned glass window.

Squinting, and bringing my head closer with my perception ability active on full blast, I let out a curious whisper.

"Now this... is interesting..."

Usually, when I use my All-Seeing Eye on anything within a dungeon, intense mana readings pour out in all directions. Swirling clouds of pink and white energy seem to flow like air in environments like this.

This rock on the other hand... The surface that's been sliced is not giving off any readings. It's almost like Fisher was cauterizing a wound. The smooth surface of the rock face is acting like a miniature mana shield to its own magical pressure.

That swordsman's attack was so thin and precise, it sliced through this mana-based dungeon material with little to no resistance at all.

Remembering back to that thin blue energy wave, I realize he hardly even charged his sword. He used under a full bar of MP.

With my head spinning at all this new information, I jump down from the ledge with a smirk across my face while walking back into the tunnel.

"So that's what he was trying to tell me... It's not all about power..."