The Slayers
Chapter 122 (Season 3)

At that time, I thought it was a time when I felt hell. But, it turns out I was wrong, wrong. The place was just a beginning to hone the soul and body, before entering this place. This place is, my second ordeal.

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Alan, who was confused, only remained silent in place after waking up somewhere. This place has a rough and barren land, no plants or living things whatsoever. There was a crack like a root in the ground, and when viewed carefully, there was a red light like a flowing river.

Alan thought hard, what kind of place is this? Alan felt like he was in the game. And to find out about the surrounding area, Alan decided to make a move.

However, just one step, a hologram screen appeared. The hologram contained a message, but afterwards, Alan listened to a voice that shocked him

[Welcome, challenger of death. Your great persistence and your prowess in completing the first to fifth floors of pu-] A sharp and authoritative wise voice spoke to Alan, the hologram screen was a rather luxurious orange with the symbol of a goat skull. But the voice was cut by another voice.

[Not much of a bacot! Hey, biad*b boy, try to conquer this tower and entertain us! Ahahaha This time a harsh and fiery voice spoke. Accompanied by an evil laugh and an unfriendly selection of words, Alan was quite offended and frowned. The message screen was red with a horned demon headdress with flames coming out of its eyes and mouth.

[You'd better break that habit of yours, shouldn't we treat this handsome guy kindly?] After the rough sound, now a soft voice. Sounds like a woman's voice in which there is a strong motherly nature. This message screen is purple with the female head logo(?) horned. The flattery of the sender of this message did not make Alan's heart melt, instead he frowned.

'Who are these people? This conversation was random, he thought.

[You better stop.... This kid is confused..... The point is straight.] Again, someone spoke, but this time there were three voices. His voice was flat, heavy and ordinary. But the similarity is that there is a hidden cunning in all three voices. The message screen was changing colors, first the red color that sounded flat, then the heavy sound that was blue, and the ordinary sound that was green. This message has the logo of three dragon heads.

"Who are you guys!? Speak the truth!!!" Because of the emotion, Alan finally spoke to the four voices in an angry tone.

[Don't rule us boys!!]

[Patience, this one I have to take care of first.]

[Don't mind them, they're all stupid. You can ask me anything handsome~]

[You guys... Can't you guys be serious...? You guys are so embarrassing.].

Alan was completely confused and upset. He was taken to an obscure place like this and ended up listening to the quarrels of the voices of who the owners were and what their purpose was.

They continued to fight and quarrel until a screen of voiceless messages appeared. This time the message was in luxurious gold with the logo of the hooded person; from his eyes flowed blood like he was crying. The message was simple, there were only two words, but, Alan who was reading was goosebumps.

[Living alive.]

'Survive? From what?' Alan was confused. No more messages were sent after that. Alan asked again, but no one answered. Fortunately, alan's question was answered immediately.

Cracks!!

The sound of cracks appearing suddenly, was extremely crisp. Alan looked for the source of the voice, turned around here and there until he finally saw a hand that appeared from the ground, trying to get out and set foot on the surface.

Slowly, the form of the monster was clearly visible. The thin dwarf body is gray with a red fire pattern and has wings and horns.

"Imp?"

Imp, low level hell demon. Alan was confused, why was there an imp and why was there only one? Maybe Alan seemed to underestimate, but the imp was indeed weak. It's like a goblin, but it has wings. This devil is nothing more than a shitty keroco.

Too bad, Alan had to regret being underestimated. The crisp sound of the crack of the ground appeared again, not just one or two, but more than that.

Alan looked around and saw a large amount of imp coming out of the ground.

"A lot of them, too, but they shouldn't be a big deal.... Uh?" Alan was confident at first, but he only realized, all the equipment was lost.

[Name: Alan Lexius

Age:18

Level:295

Jobs:-

Title:-

Statistic:

MP:300S

ATK:150

AGI:150

VITS:150

INT:150

DEX:150

LUCK:150S

Point:0

Active Skill:Locked

Passive skills:Locked

Equipments:

Inventory:

-Dagger]

"W-what's going on, where are my stats and items!?"

Confused, astonished, annoyed, and panicked, everything mixed into one. Alan was completely unaware that only his plain clothes and pants were left. Besides, everything's gone.

Alan's panic was then accompanied by a golden-colored message screen that appeared abruptly.

[Have fun]

"Happy huh? Is that what you want?"

Alan stopped panicking, he became calm again. No, instead of being calm, he smiled widely. His mouth looked like it was about to be torn because of that smile.

"I'll show you the real excitement!!!"

Alan took out one dagger of medium quality. With that one dagger, Alan, without any doubt and fear, slowly ran towards the lowly flying Imp crowd while opening their disgusting mouths and drooling drool.

He dashed towards the crowd, and when it was about 30 meters away, Alan darted and thrust his dagger at the front of Imp's head. And after that, Alan quickly pulled out his dagger and jumped into the middle of the crowd with a sinister laugh....