Raven felt amazing after the dungeon, so as any orc would, he then visited two more around the same level and crushed them.
Clang!
Currently, in the third dungeon, he was fighting against his nemesis, the lizardman!
He didn't know if there was some bad blood between orcs and lizardmen, but the moment he saw this dungeon's creatures, he went wild, killing them with his bare hands.
Raven didn't use his axe once, grabbing their feet and smashing them against the rock walls and wooden huts like a crazed ape.
Bang!
The guardian lizard that protected the boss flew across the air before exploding into tasty lizard meat when smashing into the statue of praise they seemed to use for their god.
"Gaaah! Take that fucker!" Raven yelled his chest with a huge set of teeth marks across his right side oozing blood.
He didn't care, though, and instead began to charge forward towards the boss holding his axe tightly—Raven was extremely brutal in this dungeon but didn't understand why!
"Gal Kel Zemth!" The Lizardman chief said some words with their ends elongated due to the stupid tongue.
Honestly, this annoyed Raven more—he fought in the sewers an hour before fighting rats and little mutated crabs, his body smelt bad, and his stomach was hungry.
So he was going to finish this place quickly, take a wash in their little river that was sparkling and beautiful—he didn't care if it seemed to be a holy place!
If one were to name the actions of Raven now, it would be simple. He was acting like an orc!
As such, he couldn't wait any longer—he sprinted towards the chieftain, swinging his axe downwards as the other blocked with its sword.
However, unlike last time, the axe's power was nothing like the weapon. It caused the lizardman to have a crack along his scaled skin.
With another swing, he struck the top of the head, and again, cracks appeared, making the creature whimper with pain.
Another blow sent him rolling on the floor until his back hit the ground.
Raven had such trouble with these bastards because of that annoying golden layer on their flesh—those above basic grunts would need him to punch them for several minutes before they cracked.
"Heh... Seems smashing that huge alligator statue managed to fix the issue—your golden armour is getting weaker!"
"Gaaak Gakelm! Faaaaaaaan!"
"SUMIMASEN! I CAN'T UNDERSTAND!"
Bang!
The hammer part of his axe smashed the chieftain in its jaw, sending it flying in an upward arc like a golf ball smashed with a 5 iron, the poor creature slamming into his own pets flesh and organs pasted onto the half-broken statue before completely crushing it.
Now the chieftain's golden armour instantly faded, with bloody eyes and a look of hatred—the lizardman climbed to his feet, growing larger with his muscles expanding as if he was on super steroids.
"Ah... c'mon, can't you just fucking die so I can go and see my girlfriend?"
Emily snapped a picture of her pulling open her dress, showing her cleavage at work, so he was planning to punish her once he left the dungeon and showered.
But it seemed this fucking lizardman wanted to cockblock him!
"GAAAKH GAKKKGGGHHH!!!"
The lizardman gave a guttural cry before charging towards Raven—sending dust and dirt flying behind it, clearly attempting to bash him down using pure strength.
Sadly for it, however, Raven wasn't someone to be trifled with and brought up his arm, blocking the incoming fist.
Of course, being able to do this came from Raven's insane physical training while having immense strength.
This resulted in both parties feeling a powerful shock that blasted them away from each other and stunned them briefly.
Unfortunately, the chieftain took the full brunt of the impact, having no protection except the gold armour covering its skin, which he lost the poor thing suffered.
His arms looked broken, ribs and shoulder were completely fractured.
Not only did the explosion stun the beast, but it also broke many of its bones; luckily for him, it turned out like this since he needed to catch his breath, even if that meant rushing things.
And indeed, he was quick as the chieftain instantly moved towards the exit of the small hut where the altar was held, cursing loudly with his voice hoarse from screaming,
"Uzayk ku geludganj jingo!"
"What's going on? Why can a monster leave the boss room, and why is it so intelligent?"
Raven thought it might be due to being over level 30. However, there was nothing in his bureau datapad—rushing after the fleeing lizardman wasn't hard, storing the heavy axe and covering his arms with two black claws like a beast made from the black, gloomy shadow energy.
In moments the two were running through the halls, chasing each other, passing groups of skeletons, lizard corpses and floors stained with blood and flesh without noticing their presence.
Before long, the chase ended abruptly at the dungeon's entrance, where the huge portal was chained shut; for some reason, the chieftain began to pull on the chains, desperately trying to escape.
"How about we put an end to this already? Stop playing around, or I'll drag your ass back to the boss room and slowly pummel you to death."
Raven spat as he stopped moving, wanting to kill this lizardman who was spouting the strange words and language while looking crazed and berserk.
[Yoth Daz Mel Chanz Thee Zuu'rakk?] (Dare you to touch my chains, Zuu'rakk?)
However, the chieftain kept struggling with the chains, keeping a strong grip despite the situation, and letting out loud growls with every movement of the metal links.
[Hanzmeth Dil Manthenth!] (Cease your actions, worm!)
Then suddenly, something weird happened as the sound of clattering filled the dungeon, echoing off the walls and stone corridors—like a thick chain wrapped tightly around the neck of the chieftain.
Crack!
Blood spurted from its throat as the giant chain gripped him tighter, jerking his head forcefully backwards and ripping the reptile's windpipe apart—its eyes bulged out of their sockets in surprise and terror.
"What's going on!?"
Raven ran closer towards the chieftain's corpse to inspect it but jumped back when the golden scales on the body shimmered brightly.
It exploded in an eruption of light, filling the corridor with its blazing flames and countless glowing particles that burst upwards like fireworks.
Raven was forced back inside the dungeon to escape, where the exit portal now shimmered on the pedestal.
[Zuu'rakk Tribal Chief Slain]
[Gained 6,200 experience and 1,500 credits]
[Reached Level 36]
->Level: 32
-> Class: Dread Knight (Lord of the 13th Seat)
-> Experience: 1,100/9,000
-> Cultivation: The Twelve Gates Of Bliss (Manticore Only)
-> Cultivation Realm: Gate 4 [Gateway of the Mind]
-> Cultivation Stage: Stage 2
-> Credits: 8,515 (2,540 Lilith's Pocket Money, 4,000 Harem pocket Money)
Strength: 11.6
Agility: 8.8
Stamina: 11.4
Vitality: 12.3
Intellect: 8.2
Wisdom: 8.3
"Let's take the damn bath... I don't get what happened—let's ask Sasha and Emily later... fuck, chasing lizards, beating rats... eating snakes... What a fun day! Let's see my cute Emily and eat a dryad while I'm at it!"
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After showering and enjoying the heated waters of the lake, Raven opened up his bureau to find there was no data on the strange chains, the voice of that weird thing, nothing at all!
"Ahhh... fuck I'm so hungry and tired...!"
Raven left the dungeon.
There was no chest of reward, likely because he did something fucked up, wondering if that voice was the strange existence they worshipped or related to the dungeon, but he couldn't know that now.
He stood on the sidewalk, learning from past mistakes.
Of the 50 spare spots in his item ring, Raven added several black and white suits to red, all with the styles each of his women preferred.
However, he began to enjoy wearing just the bodysuit and being almost naked, somehow the blood of the orcs preferred to wear as little as possible, remembering how his mother would be scolded by his dad for wearing only a loincloth to train and getting jealous of the people who could see from the opposite houses.
"Now that it's me... I know Mother did that to tease and make Dad jealous—such a cute mother. But dad was funny too..."
"I wonder why he also scolded and beat me up, though... Why would I care about my mother's tits?"
Raven shook his head, adjusting his black tie and hair, deciding to get it trimmed as those hot eastern K-idols who play gangsters with undercut style with slightly longer hair on top but styled.
"Let's visit before I meet Emily. Suprise her and then spank her for being lewd at work..."
He didn't realise this was similar to what his mother did for his father; ironically, he also got jealous and planned to act just like his father.
Like father like son, he began to consider Emily's favourite style when she chirped in messages about how he should get his hair done.
Emily liked the classic black and grey colour suits, so he had already changed into a black suit with a velvet texture and a white silk shirt with the top three buttons open.
She liked him looking wild and less like a businessman, closer to a thug or yakuza.
'That damn dryad likes her Thotflix too much and all those Eastern romantic crime dramas.'
Brrr!
His phone buzzed, allowing him to leave his thoughts—the Ober he ordered came and would take him to get his haircut, then after that he would get another to bureau HQ to see his pretty little waifu.
'Come to think of it—I don't want to eat at the fancy place tonight... Let's crash at her place and have her cook for me.'
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