The Dungeon Master's
Chapter 45 - Dungeon Orcs 2
“Ugh! Goddamnit! Why is this Orc so powerful?!” I shouted against them.
I used the Mana Orb that Luna had given me first as my main weapon. My attack? Of course, using magic.
“Windtalk! Lightning Strike!”
‘Outside.’
The sound of a small explosion rang out after I cast my lightning magic.
But behind the smoke that emerged from the explosion, the Orc with a large and muscular body still looked so healthy. His skin was brownish-gray and there was a slight green hue that had not even shed the slightest blood.
“Damn it! Can you die soon?!”
The orc rushed towards me while swinging its greatsword towards me. I was able to avoid most of his attacks. Although, every time I was hit by a damage attack I received was quite fatal.
[You have received 1,419 damage!]
“Uh…. Mr. Eric. Do we need to help you?” Ask Oliver.
“You guys just shut up! This Orc is my rival! I have to win here!” I screamed at them.
“Ah, forgive us!” Answer them on their knees.
Although my spirit is fiery, my ability is unable to compare with it. Sure enough, I who was still level 16 was clearly unable to defeat Orcs with level 47 only provided spirit.
In the end, after a 20-minute struggle against the Orcs who were even just guarding the entrance to the dungeon as well as spending 12 bottles of Health Potion, I gave up.
Oliver hit the Orc with his bare hands. After receiving Oliver's punch, the Orc died instantly.
‘Damn…. Isn't Oliver too strong?’ I thought in my heart.
After defeating the Orc, Oliver knelt before me and suggested something.
“Mr Eric. What if you take cover behind and let us defeat them for a while? Thus you can regain your lost power faster.” Obviously Oliver.
Yeah, I told him everything. Oliver seems to understand the concept of levels well and losing levels is not everything. He also understood the concept of the Party and the relationship between the Lord and the Call.
In other words, Oliver understood if I just danced behind them I would gain EXP. What a terrible intelligence.
Not even 30 minutes.
“Eh? We're in front of Boss' room?” Ask surprised.
“Yes, Milord. His boss was an Orc Lord with levels reaching 60. I beg you to be careful.” Obviously Oliver.
Goblin Warior and Shaman were instrumental in keeping me from the unexpected, while Oliver was the damage dealer. Whereas I play the role of Leecher or just steal the EXP gained from defeating monsters.
Even though I was sitting casually inside the dungeon city, I would also gain EXP from each of my calls defeating monsters. Honestly, I began to understand how overpowering this Summoner skill was.
“Let's start, Mr Eric!” Shouted Oliver while holding the large sword in his right hand and entered the boss' room.
“Who dares to bother me, Orc Lord who a...”
[Boss Dungeon has been defeated!]
[10 gold coins have been dropped by the Orc Lord]
[A bronze chest has been dropped by an Orc Lord]
[You earned 117,610 Experience Points!]
[You have leveled up!]
[You have leveled up!]
[You have leveled up!]
[You have.].
Despite the many notifications that appeared before me, my face was very flat. No, I'm a little upset about this situation.
How not, even the dungeon boss has yet to finish his opening sentence! He died instantly in a single slash given by Oliver. I looked at Oliver with narrow eyes in envy of his strength.
‘Damn it! Isn't this skill too powerful that I don't have any role?’ I thought in my heart.
‘Wait...’.
Shortly after seeing Oliver's action, I came to understand my identity. Yes, I am a Summoner.
I am not a great swordsman. I am not a great wizard either. Especially a wise hermit.
I am a Summoner. A caller.
If I want to grow stronger, don't I just need to summon a lot of powerful subordinates and let them fight for me?
Of course I still need to increase my strength for less good situations. But here I am.
I, who was still deep in my own thoughts, was unaware of Oliver who had been calling me.
“Hah? What is it?” Manya suspect.
“There is a crack in the wall of this room.” Oliver replied as he pointed towards the cracked wall.
“Cracked walls aren't Oliver's odd thing. What is..”.
‘Duaaarr!!!’
A loud clashing sound rang out from the direction of that wall.
‘Eh? What is this?’
Immediately I ordered the three goblins by my side to prepare for whatever came up from behind the wall.
“Oliver! Take the front position along with this Warior Goblin. The shaman! You are with me to fight enemies from a distance!” Shouted firmly.
“Ready! My lord!” Answer them simultaneously.
‘Duaaarr!!!’
‘Duaaarrrrrrr!!’
‘Duaaarrrrrrrr!!!’
‘What will emerge from behind that wall? Is the Boss of this dungeon? No, didn't the system already mention that the boss of this dungeon is dead?’ I thought I was confused when I saw that the crack on the wall was getting wider.
Until at the end.
‘Duaaaaarrrrr!!’
The wall collapsed and behind it appeared a monster. A monster that makes me a little nostalgic for my past.
[Minotaur]
Rarity : ???
Level : ???
At the neck of the minotaurus that appeared, there was an iron necklace. Yeah, the iron necklace where the key I once stole is.
“D-day! How did he get here?!” I screamed at his figure.
His body which at that time was only 3 meters high has now grown to touch the ceiling of this room. It may be currently 7 meters high. The large axe he used to use looked like a toy because it did not fit his large body size.
The iron armor he was wearing had been lost probably because it did not fit with his body. All that remains is a type of animal skin that is used as body armor.
“Hah? Level not known? Rarity too? What the fuck?” Shouted confusion.
Oliver and the other 2 goblins immediately understood the situation. The monster that appeared before them was not an indiscriminate monster. Just looking at his size alone everyone would know that this minotaur was extremely powerful.
“Tuanku. Immediately run away and close the entrance to this dungeon. The three of us will buy time.” Oliver said with a very serious face. In Oliver's right hand was a sword of considerable size. In his left hand was a fire.
The Goblin Warrior who had previously stood beside Oliver, had now stood in front. Prepare to sacrifice himself for their King. The Goblin Shaman had chanted a spell to cast his magic.
Not wanting to be left alone, I also immediately used the only attack magic I had.
“Lightning Strike.”
But I didn't let go immediately. I held it in my hands to see the situation first.
The reality….
It's all too late.
Even with such a large body, the Minotaur was able to move very quickly. If compared, maybe as fast as Elin's movements.
‘Ttraaaangg!!’
The sound of a clash between the axe used by the minotaur and Oliver's great sword sounded so loud. The ground around where they collided was smashed apart by the intense pressure. The Goblin Warrior that was supposed to protect Oliver was thrown quite far away.
So are I and the Goblin Shaman next to me.
“What's really going on here?!” I screamed at the situation.
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