Athanor Online: Monarch of War

Birth of Gallag

Diaz who was now a Zephys stood at the entrance of the Black Lair dungeon which had been his goal from the start. A dungeon according to information from the Kingdom that most likely stored an heirloom belonging to Nakroth, no matter what form it takes.

Standing in front of the door of the dungeon full of vines and various grasses that are so high and the symbol of the shape of a circle is clearly visible,

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Black Lair

An ancient ruin possessed by an evil demon out of when no one knew about it

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Brief explanations and lack of information make Zephys itself quite wary when deciding to enter, no detailed information from the Black Lair dungeon, mapping the new about 10%, no detailed information%, as well as the various traps that were so complicated made the Zephys a little hesitant

But if he did not continue or enter this dungeon, then the development of this mission would be severely hampered. Zephys only sighed because inevitably he had to enter the dungeon that was lacking this information

Unlike the previous, Zephys started with two red and blue blades to become his main weapon. Zephys also brought so many Hp and Energy Potions just in case, Zephys also did various preparations that he thought were useful later on, after all,

"okay... I wish you luck"

While relaxing his fingers, Diaz stepped into the dungeon of the Black Lair

"{You entered the Dungeon!}"

An inorganic voice sounded so flat. Similarly, the atmosphere changes suddenly like day and night. The scent of not wearing was also so stinging, honestly Zephys had a less than pleasant premonition this time around

"Why did it suddenly change like this?"

While questioning himself, Zephys decides to stop his steps, and chooses to observe to find out something

Zephys lowered his head and held onto the ground or dungeon floor, the rough texture of the rocks and thick sand felt so real on his fingers. Zephys slightly rubbed the floor and he saw a circular floor pattern in each center of the neatly arranged rock. Zephys also slightly tapped on one of the walls to listen solidly or not a room

'This..'

Zephys is quite strange with a structure that can be said to be quite full of cavities, Zephys can know this with a knock sound that sounds much louder than it should be, indicating in front of there must be something

Diaz looked back at the dungeon floor more thoroughly, realizing he had gotten something. Zephys took one of the small stones and threw it on the dungeon floor, which he thought was quite suspicious

And sure enough as if a trigger had been triggered, dozens of arrows emerged from within the dungeon walls and rained heavily towards the floor that Zephys had previously touched.

"Newly entered there must have been a trap huh?"

Zephys did get information that this dungeon had a lot of traps and spread so evenly in various dungeon places, but he did not expect that there was a trap right in front of the dungeon entrance. Making Zephys complain a little because he realized this would not be as easy as what he did in the Blue Lair

Zephys walked slowly, his two eyeballs focused on the dungeon floor while the dagger in one of his hands he deliberately smashed into the dungeon wall. This is to make sure Diaz is not exposed to traps that might be very troublesome

The Dungeon was such a cold and dark place, no one knew what was inside and what was happening inside. No one knew except those who were worthy and worthy to subdue this cold place

The reddish torch light lined up so neatly as to ease the cold and darkness of this place. The torch light extended and shrunk in the straight and silent passageway, only the sound of the dagger's knocking was clearly heard. Even so, Zephys still slowly continued his steps

Various traps looked so painful with the skill he managed to avoid them. The lumber blow, the rain of arrows, the sharp spear from the ground, all managed to subdue Zephys. The ability to read and understand the structure of sound makes Zephys successful in every experiment

Zephys's pace was slightly faster, his breathing tempo and heartbeat sounded better than before. Indicates he has adapted to the dark, cold and dangerous conditions of this hallway.

Zephys steps stopped and no longer rang the beat of the dagger, his eyes saw a figure of a large enough body silhouette and horned with an axe on his back, black skin as well as various red spots of blood were evenly spread on his body parts

"The Minotaur? Not this..."

Had assumed that the silhouette in front of him was a half-human bull monster or known as the Minotaur, but the thinking changed when he saw the silhouette clearly.

"Devil yeah.."

The darkest races are much darker than the darkness itself, those who are fond and thirsty for war, slaughter, and other cruel acts. His reputation was so devastated and barely present in eye-to-eye in almost all races

Like the discrimination of other races so high, the demon race was so abandoned and so alienated. However, the desire for war and the thirst for blood were very thick in each of their souls. Makes them strong, unstoppable, and makes them a recognized racial figure as a race with great combat power

A long time ago the aftermath of a major war took various Factions as well as various Races to completely temper the full might of the demon race. Although their efforts were successful but the number of casualties, making the victory flag was nothing more than an ordinary and insignificant flag

Deaths like mountains of corpses, various races losing their homes, and the destruction of the post-war economy, really made the world so bad at that time. Zephys is so understanding, the memory of the final stages of Antharis Online still looks so sharp. But that didn't matter now, because if the demon that was encountered wasn't in the Abyss area then it was no different from an ordinary mob monster

Something was strange, but it was too late. Without him noticing, a red-bladed dagger pierced and pierced through his chest skin, the pain so intense and flowing so profusely that it made him scream in pain. But..

"Hush..."

His mouth was silenced by someone's hand, a hand that was not too big and slightly brownish white. Realizing that it was the race that he hated the most, that was Man, with all his might he revolted. However, a voice so soft as a call to sleep was heard clearly at the same time he realized that he was no longer alive

"Assassinate is indeed very valuable" he said with a satisfied smile

Zephys memory of this skill was still strong, one of the skills that made him so strong at his level. Zephys recalled the time when he had just played Athanor Online, getting the twin blades and some great skills, clearly understanding how lucky Zephys was

Zephys eyes changed, staring straight at the path he wanted to take. Unlike what he had seen before, Zephys saw two roads opposite each other with lighting torches on each street.

Zephys was not an innocent and simple person, Zephys lowered his body and immediately observed the two opposite paths, starting from a simple tap, and saw the texture of the floor. Zephys also got the circle symbol on the left and the triangle symbol on the right

Zephys slightly twisted his brain, the various consequences he thought of from various evidence or information scattered so neatly. Zephys nodded slowly and decided to step into the left aisle

"It's gonna be a lot more interesting"

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While in a corner of the region that there is no pluralist, the figure of a creature twice the size of a human body lies weak in a former war territory

With his big nose he tried to breathe, with pointy teeth he wanted something to chew, with various difficulties he tried to survive, severe injuries that he experienced after the war he had not felt back or rather he no longer felt his body.

He looked at the sky, not the clear blue sky that he had been glorifying but the deep black sky that he saw. But it does not matter now, whether it is blue or black sky the fact that the village he had been raised and brothers who had always shared love had perished.

He knew that in a moment it might be lifeless, his breathing was already at a heavy point, his lungs were pumping no longer as usual, his always excited heart was now fading. But his eyes were still alive, the look of hatred and the desire for revenge against what they did to his brothers was so clearly visible

No more post-war pain, no more love, no more sadness. There is only anger and vengeance against them, man

"I.need..strength..."

He was eager to shout loudly while mentioning his wishes, but the condition of the body did not seem to be on his side. He did not want to die before they got a proper reply. He clenched his pointy teeth and shouted in his heart

'I beg you Lord!, I beg you God!, I beg you Lord Abyss!, I beg you Monarch, I beg you the World!, I beg you whoever hears me!. I need strength to repay their actions!'

He screamed loudly, but he knew no one could hear him. All the creatures that are in the top food chain will never care about what happens under them, they consider the Ogre race is just livestock that they can sell for fun. Making him so fed up, but he knew that his race was just a loser of war, making him feel like he had to accept any cruel fate.

But at least he has tried as much as he can even though in the end only bitter that he received. The eyes of life were already very faded, the long breath seemed to be the last time he exhaled, both his lungs and heart no longer had the power as before. He understood what he was waiting for after this

However

"You need strength?"

Soft tone sounded so beautiful in her pointed ear, she tried to turn her head but again her body did not comply with her wishes. The sound of the flapping of wings sounded so sweet and silent

He saw a winged silhouette flying above him, like a goddess descending from heaven he landed slowly with the tips of his toes. Wings are pure white, beautiful but pale skin, black eyeballs, a face that is so beautiful, and beautiful and charming sounds make it more worthy of being called a Goddess than a Devil

The female demon smiled gracefully at the weak-spoken Ogre, she was happy that there was finally someone listening to the plea she had been making all this time

"Yes. I. need.. strength..."

The female demon again smiled gracefully because she got something interesting, she did not intend to save him but because her eyes were filled with grudge and anger, she said, making him feel he saw his past which was also unfortunate as what this Ogre experienced

The devil's right hand touched Ogre's breast skin, a dark purple light emanated into the Ogre's body, a severe wound that had been cut back on his body, his power felt much hotter but he could feel the power flowing in his body so profusely, a purple aura was seen around the body of the Ogre and then slowly disappeared. Indicates that this is done

"What's your name?" His speech was still so graceful yet there was little emphasis, as if saying that this Ogre had become his subordinate

Even though he knew that he had to submit to her, it was something he did not need to worry about, as long as there was strength, his desire for revenge would soon be realized

"My name is Gallag"

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Zhamban ing - zhochonnga!.