Chapter 593 – Floor Boss
Chapter 593 – Floor Boss
While Jake was preparing for an arduous battle, not far away at the top of a certain volcano, an imposing black orc was also facing a worthy opponent.
"Garow, what are you doing here?" Urul chuckled evilly as he recognized the swordsman. "I thought you were too busy chasing that old necromancer. Don't tell me he defeated you?"
He wasn't worried at all. Compared to a few hours ago, the spectacular Garow had lost his poise. His long-sleeved coat hiding his hands was a distant memory, and even his tight-fitting black armour was a wreck good for the garbage. A long gash now crossed his face, its repulsive sight reminiscent of a cauterized red-hot wound.
His long aquamarine sword, however, still hung faithfully on his belt.
Perceiving the orc's mocking tone, the young warrior's starry double-pupil-filled irises rested coldly on him.
"I smell despair on you, but it is not from you, but from the souls you have consumed." Garow proclaimed regally as he slowly drew his sword, a murderous aura surging wildly from his body. "Those who spread evil like you… must be eradicated… no matter what the cost."
The smirk faded from the black orc's face, and a hard, icy expression transformed his features. When he opened his mouth, the words that flowed out were closer to the growl of a ferocious beast than that of a civilized humanoid,
"I have nothing against you, Garow, but if you dare to stand in my way… I will not hesitate to kill you. I'm not puny and arrogant like that Nelekai jerk. When I strike, I don't miss."
"Oh?" The human's eyes widened slightly as he perceived the incredible confidence behind that statement.
Far from intimidating him, it only strengthened his desire to fight this orc. His fight against Nelekai had been unsatisfactory and prematurely interrupted, but he hoped this one would give him full satisfaction.
Unfortunately, it was all a dream as long as the main troublemaker was still running free.
ROOOOOAAAAARRR!
"Sigh… There it goes again…" Garow shook his head with a weary, dejected look on his face. Unmotivated, he put away his sword and walked off in a downcast manner in another direction, completely ignoring the orc.
Urul's expression also changed upon hearing the roar.
"A Dungeon Boss? But why is it so strong? I can feel its Aether fluctuation from here!"
He had his reasons to be shocked. On the way, he had personally taken out a Boss from the second and third floor. These monsters were several notches above their fellows, so much so that it was scary, but not for Urul.
With his strength, the orc was confident he could take out the bosses on the fourth and maybe even fifth floor without worry. After all, he was in the top tier of Sixth-Ordeal Evolvers, his equipment was excellent, and he had collected a considerable number of Souls since entering the Dungeon. His current power had far surpassed that of the day before. That was part of the reason why he was so confident in facing Garow.
"Idiot." The swordsman spat with disdain. "He's not just a Boss, but a Floor Boss. In the previous floors there were many passages to the lower floors. The Bosses you defeated were just their guards. Maybe you felt amazing, but you didn't accomplish anything. The rules are different here. There is only one volcano leading to the fifth floor. In other words, there's only one Boss. The Floor Boss.