Bell Cranel always dreamed of becoming a hero, but reality proved far crueler than his fantasies. Left humiliated and on the brink of death after a fateful encounter with a Minotaur and the adventurer Ais, something deep within him awakens-a power u...
Lili caught it without hesitation, and the battle began.
Bell's movements felt sharper—his body lighter. Every strike, every dodge—it was as if he were faster than before. He weaved through the battlefield, his blade carving through monsters with precision.
Then, the air shifted.
A Hard Armored monster roared as it hurtled toward them, its body spinning like a drill.
"Watch out!"
Before it could land its devastating attack, Bell raised his hand.
"Firebolt!"
A streak of flame shot forward, striking the monster dead center. The creature's spin came to a sudden halt, its body shattering upon impact.
Elsewhere, within the Dungeon's depths, Bete, Tiona, and Tione clashed against a pack of Flame Rocks. The trio moved in perfect sync, their raw strength shaking the cavern walls with each strike.
Watching from a distance, Riveria folded her arms.
"They've been fired up lately," Gareth mused.
Riveria nodded. "Bell Cranel's rapid growth has stirred something in them."
Ais, silent as always, observed the battle—then, as if drawn by an unseen force, she stepped forward.
"I'll join them."
With that, she leaped into the fray.
Back with Bell, something caught his attention.
A faint sparkle—blue and white—glimmered along his right hand.
But before he could dwell on it, a piercing roar echoed through the chamber.
An Infant Dragon emerged, its crimson eyes locking onto them.
The moment it spotted Lili, it lunged.
She barely had time to react before Bell was already moving.
A flash of silver. A blur of motion.
And in the next instant—
The dragon collapsed, Bell's blade buried deep in its skull.
Lili exhaled, clutching her chest. "That... was fast."
Bell pulled his weapon free, shaking off the blood.
The next morning, Bell noticed Lili's pale complexion and the fatigue in her eyes. Without hesitation, he made a decision.
"You're not feeling well, are you?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.
Lili hesitated for a moment before sighing. "...A little."
"Then we're taking the day off." Bell smiled reassuringly. "No Dungeon today."
Lili opened her mouth to protest but stopped when she saw the firm resolve in his expression. Reluctantly, she nodded.
With their expedition postponed, Bell took the opportunity to reflect. Seated on the steps outside their base, he let his thoughts drift. His recent battles replayed in his mind—the speed he had gained, the sharper control over Firebolt, his soldiers.
As the sun began to set, Lili finally approached him.
"I've been thinking," she said. "If we're really going into the middle floors, you need to know what we're up against."
She sat beside him, launching into an explanation of the dangers that awaited—the relentless packs of beasts, the more intelligent and brutal monsters, and the unforgiving terrain that made every step a gamble.
Bell was confident. He was certain that he could even go past floor 50.
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