Will of chaos

Pov of a Silver Grade Adventurer:

“< Sea of Flames >” (I)

“< Wrath of the Wind >” (Miura)

“< Spatial Distortion >” (Khatori)

We were on what was left of a floating island when an army of Celestial Harpies, they are 3 meters tall completely white Harpies that have wings on their backs and normal arms, wear white armor or white tunic, still have the legs of birds and their feathers are all golden.

These annoying things have high physical, magical, and spiritual resistance.

They are extremely difficult to kill and are still working together, the few surviving Bronze Grade Adventurers we brought died here, and many more died on the way here.

I as a Mage of the element used my strongest magic making everything in the surroundings be covered in flames, Miura who is a Mage of the wind element with whom I have been a partner for years uses her own magic creating hundreds of tornadoes at the same time as the Magic Knight of the Void that we know before entering this Dungeon uses its element of space to compress enemies along with our attacks causing much greater damage.

Ding!

When our energy reserves are depleted and our attacks dissipate, we see the charred bodies of the monsters.

“It’s over… it’s finally over…” (I)

Sigh

“Haaa… haaa… haaa…” (Miura)

“…” (Khatori)

We were exhausted as we fell flat, this battle lasted over 2 hours, and this floor’s difficulty level was 10 times that of other floors, this was clearly a death trap, no matter what angle we look at it.

“The bodies… you burned them too…” (Khatori)

“Damn…” (I)

I look to the side, a few dozen meters away was half a skeleton turning to dust.

I look down at my own body, my robe was destroyed to the point where I was almost naked, luckily I managed to avoid most of the direct attacks, with the exception of that one attack that took my leg away.

I look at Miura who is pouring our last healing potion on the remaining half of his face, the idiot Khatori is the only one who suffered minor injuries as he was wearing the best armor and the enemies were clearly focusing on the mages behind, which is me and Miura.

“With such a huge difference in monster strength from one… floor to the next, we can… we can confirm the presence of a Dungeoneering Master.” (Miura)

“Which floor was that?” (I)

“97? floor, by my estimation…” (Khatori)

“We’ve been here for 4 days now.” (Miura)

That’s right, we entered this crappy Dungeon 4 days ago, our mission was to destroy the Dungeon, and for that, we sent 5 Silver Grade Adventurers of which only the 3 of us survived, in addition, there were 28 Bronze Grade Adventurers under our command.

We were all chosen due to the synergy of our powers, but even so, it was difficult to reach this floor, with the execution of the 3 of us all the others died.

“< Spell Summon: Firebird > ×5” (I)

“Go, search the area…” (I)

I see my Lesser Summons fly to the surroundings to survey everything, I can’t tell how much of this floor we managed to explore before this army of Celestial Harpies showed up.

“Am I the only one who found something strange on the previous floors?” (Miura)

“We all realize the trap now, Miura.” (I)

“Yes, but when did this trap start? What if the trap itself was the Dungeon itself from the beginning?” (Miura) ．𝗻𝐞𝘁

“I don’t like what you’re implying, it makes me think it might be true.” (I)

If what she says is true, then if we go to the next floor we may not come back, in fact, this floor was already made to kill us.

“I think we should go back, now we have a sense of the traps, maps, and monsters on each floor of this Dungeon.” (Miura)

“With our current strength to continue would be tantamount to suicide.” (Miura)

Miura is right, regardless of anything else, the next floor will definitely be harder than this one, as we are it would be a one way trip.

“Then let’s go back…” (I)

“Run!!!!!” (I)

“Too late.”

When I was about to announce our withdrawal a big tail appeared from the clouds crushing everything in the surroundings including me.

———–

I look at Miura crushed on the ground and Khatori who looks equally crushed, I look down at my wrist realizing that the lifesaving bracelet has broken, looks like these things are worth every Gold coin I used to buy them.

I try to look around and I come across a completely white looking man in front of me, he has white skin, hair, and clothes, I also see some white scales on his arm and neck.

“Damn…” (I)

“You actually survived Runico, I’m impressed.”

“What is someone like you doing here? You are the Dungeon Master…” (I)

“…” (I)

He looks at me like he’s going to crush me if I say anything else, so I keep quiet in hopes that a miracle will happen to keep me alive.

I could already bear this man’s identity, especially from the big tail that crushed us earlier, he is a True Dragon of Light.

“Don’t treat me like a Dungeon Master of this place, this foolish woman is nothing like me, she doesn’t even understand that she is being used.”

“I already got tired of playing, so she dies.”

“…” (I)

———–

Pov Shiro (True Dragon King of Light):

I was impressed with the persistence of these fools, especially with the way they ended up with the Celestial Harpies, it was gratifying to see that woman’s servants die.

“(I wouldn’t need to stay here if I wasn’t healing.)” (I)

After receiving so many injuries from that Titan of Nature, I had to take refuge in the Church of Light, but after the attack on their Central Temple, they were afraid that the Black Dragon Emperor would come to attack me, so I came to hide during my recovery time in this dungeon.

“(They went through the labyrinth on the previous floor without realizing that there was the real exit there.)” (I)

This Dungeon is just a branch of another Dungeon that is elsewhere, this is just one of several such branches, each with its own gate that can fly on its own.

“Looks like they’re over while I was lost in my thoughts, time to end them.” (I)

I bring my tail down on top of them, that should be enough to finish them off, I can’t let the Church of Light’s plans be interrupted so quickly.