Chapter 75 Thirteenth Floor

The moment his fingers touched the gauntlet, a cold feeling came over him.

Holding it and picking it up, I found that it seemed a little heavier than before.

"It seems like I haven't used it for a long time, and it feels much heavier than before."

I sighed.

"Of course it's heavy," the old goblin Patch said with a smile, "I added some fine steel in it."

"You won't charge me." I covered my pocket in horror.

"No, I helped you join for free." Patch saluted me and said solemnly: "I also have to thank you for lending the gauntlet to my niece."

"By the way, I kept forgetting to ask you, how is your niece's record?"

"fourth place!"

Patch puffed up his chest and said proudly: "She is my best niece!"

After putting on the gauntlet and clenching my fist a few times, there was a slight friction sound from the joints. It was very comfortable and smooth without any obstruction.

Swinging his arms up and down, he tried to make a few chopping movements. The movements were smooth and the wrist joints were handled well.

"It fits very well," I praised, "As expected of an expert."

"By the way" Patch adjusted the wig that was slightly biased and said, "Do you have a guild?"

"The guild...not yet."

"Would you like to join my niece's guild?" Patch said, "I heard that they are recruiting people. Although I don't know your strength, but you seem to be pretty good. Maybe you will be very popular."

"Forget it." I spread my hands and shook my head: "I feel quite comfortable fighting monsters by myself, but when there are more people, I don't feel so comfortable."

"That's right," Patch said with a hint of regret, "There are many different people, and sometimes, it might be better to be alone."

"That's it." I waved my hand and said, "I'm leaving first. If there are any matters related to weapons and equipment in the future, I may bother you again. Don't forget to give me a discount then."

Patch sighed: "Let's go, let's go, don't even think about discounts, but I won't let you down."

Just after leaving the door, a dwarf girl came out of the inner room.

"He refused," Patch said. "Besides being poor and stingy, I quite admire that boy."

"It's okay, uncle." The dwarf girl smiled nonchalantly and said, "Interesting adventurers always have their own unique habits."

Wearing enchanted gauntlets, wearing a chest protector made of ghost-faced spider skin, and holding two long and short swords, although they don't look as good as the full body armor, with the sword across his waist and a large ax on his back, he looks like an adventurer as majestic as a war machine. But it is much stronger than the poor equipment before.

Probably because of the Zephyr Championship, the dungeon has become more deserted these days, and you can often walk all day without seeing a single adventurer.

After killing all the stone shell monsters on the twelfth floor, I decided to go down to the thirteenth floor.

Although there is only one floor difference, the scene inside is completely different.

The thirteenth floor is a relatively narrow and dark realm, like a cave with a faint light. Various jagged and strange rocks stand in it. Different passages are connected in a chain. The wind is blowing and the air is cool, which makes people feel inside. Feeling uneasy.

I am amazed that the God of Creation who created this dungeon was able to create this magical and mysterious place.

Although each floor is only separated by a thin portal, the scenes inside have their own characteristics and are even very different.

The first to third floors are like walking through an artificial tunnel. They are straight and bright, and any monsters or traps are clearly visible.

Starting from the fourth floor, unfathomable cliffs appeared, the path became more and more twists and turns, and the light above the head became darker and darker.

This situation extends all the way to the tenth floor, and the boss room on the tenth floor is like an independent space, spacious and bright, with slightly exquisite murals carved in it.

On the eleventh floor, the dark and tortuous environment was restored again, with various caves and tunnels intertwined and rocky convex walls common, but the dangerous terrain and cliffs and deep valleys were no longer the same as before.

The twelfth floor is a vast Gobi. Except for a few weeds with extremely strong vitality, there are no plants. The bottomless abyss once again appears on the edge of the Gobi, and the abyss extends to every edge. It seems that The entire twelfth floor is a suspended boulder, seemingly independent of this place out of thin air.

The scene on the thirteenth floor in front of me changed again, and it seemed to have returned to the appearance of the eleventh floor.

"To be able to create such a fantasy space, the God of Creation is really hardworking."

I muttered and pulled out my Zanmatachi sword, just in case.

In the darker cave, a cool breeze would blow from time to time, blowing into my skin and tingling my heart.

My mind always recalls the horror movies I watched in my previous life.

I don't know where in the corner, there will be a lurking monster, quietly extending its claws, aiming at my fatal position.

Thinking of this, I was even more excited.

"Bah!" I spat and thought to myself, "It's not good to always scare yourself."

As I was moving inside, I suddenly heard a soft flapping sound. Although the sound was small, it was very urgent, as if a bird was flapping its wings at a high frequency.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a dark wind blowing at the back of my head.

I subconsciously leaned over quickly to avoid the oncoming wind, and looked back with my peripheral vision.

With a whoosh, a black shadow flashed past.

"what!"

I was horrified, and subconsciously waved the sword in my hand. However, I was a step too slow. The black shadow had already disappeared into the darkness of the cave and disappeared.

Holding the sword in hand, I stood up slowly. This time, I did not stand up straight, but bowed my waist slightly.

I'm not sure when that thing will show up again, and the best thing to do right now is not to act rashly.

He recalled the information recorded in the Adventurer's Handbook in his mind.

The Adventurer's Manual is said to be written by a powerful adventurer. It records information about all monsters from the first to the nineteenth floor. Although it is of little use to top adventurers, it is still useful for those who have just started. For me, stepping into the thirteenth floor has many benefits.

As the saying goes, if you know your enemy and your selves, you can win a hundred battles. After understanding some of the monster's information, you can make some countermeasures, which is much better than trying to catch the monster in the dark.

I vaguely remember that the monsters on the thirteenth floor introduced in the manual should be of the flying type, but I can’t remember the others clearly.

I frowned in distress, pressed my body against the wall, and continued moving toward the depths of the cave, but my pace was extremely slow and my nerves were extremely tense.

However, being nervous and cautious, I actually forgot about the taboo in the dungeon that I had always paid attention to, that is, walking close to the wall is more dangerous than crawling in the middle of the road, because no one knows where the bumps and bumps on the wall are. One is the rock and the other is the monster.

The rabbit feels inexplicably tired. Is it hibernation or spring sleepiness?