Re: Legendary Berserker's Advent

Chapter 95 A Leader’s Input
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‘That was a normal setting? A single Mini-Boss level monster? I hope it doesn’t follow this pattern. If so, it’d be tough to level up before coming across the truly difficult enemies,’ Kieran thought while dismissing the notifications before him.

Although Kieran speculated that this floor was inherently set to mimic a Normal Mode dungeon, it didn’t feel that way. Kieran only entertained this earlier thought when he noticed the lack of other monsters.

With the system’s confirmation, he no longer had reason to speculate about its difficulty. Conversely, he now wondered how many floors this secret dungeon possessed.

Unlike the spiraling stairway that first greeted the party, the walkway now couldn’t be called stairs. They were more like ramps for disabled people to traverse inclined spaces easily. The only difference was that they were angled down and situated beside one another.

So, while Kieran descended one half of the walkway, his peripheral vision could still see the others following behind him at a languid pace.

“Do you think we’ll be able to fight more? I feel like I was blue-balled and teased. How could they prepare a single monster and then cut us off cold turkey? It’s ridiculous,” Nemean complained.

“Would you prefer an ocean of nonstop monsters then?” Bastion sneered.-.

“No, no. That sounds equally as bad. Is a moderate flow of monsters to support a steady stream of experience too much to ask for? I don’t think so,” Nemean responded.

Despite how simple it seemed on the surface, dungeons rarely followed the most logical trend. Instead, dungeons were primarily designed in a way that exhausted a large portion of the party’s Stamina if defeated too quickly. Granted, this only rang true if the party’s damage wasn’t high enough to avoid high Stamina consumption.

“Damn, you’re such an optimist. Learn how to be a realist sometimes,” Bastion scoffed.

Nemean could only glare at Bastion in silence before looking away. Bastion had a

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺

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