32 Trial Of The First Ring VIII : The Cursed Ship Of Death (1/2)

”The ship was rediscovered almost three hundred years ago, and since then, numerous adventurers have all tried to subdue it, to become the next captain of such a ship would be nothing less than a dream come through for many. However the ship has somehow transformed into a dungeon, and only one person can clear it.

Unfortunately in the three hundred years that it's been here, no one has beaten the dungeon, and travelers like you, who have the ability to resurrect after death, only have one chance and one chance only to get on that ship and attempt to clear it.” Mack explained.

”but even with the guaranteed death, more and more people still kept coming, I. an attempt to try out their luck and win the ship. So in response to that, the pirates in charge of quadrant 1 decided to start collecting fees from others, should they want to challenge the dungeon. And since everyone that goes in there dies, it made them very rich.” Jack added.

”Don't do it,too dangerous.” Darke said.

And that shocked me, because those were the first words he's spoken since we've met. But there was no way I was not goingto challenge this dungeon, because I knew that without a doubt even if I failed, I could just as always go get another one. I turned to Jack and Zack and said to them.

”I need your help with something. I need you to find me a very good blacksmith, an engineer, and a systems analyst, preferably someone with hacking capabilities, who is very good with all sort of computers. I would prefer if either one of this guys are young, and as trust worthy as possible. Also make sure they're willing to travel too.”

All four of them looked at me with confusion, not at all sure why I wanted people like that. But Jack and Zack gave me a simple nod as they turned around and left, blending into the crowd as they went to carry out my impromptu recruitment mission.

”You two wait here for me, and stay out of sight if you don't mind. This place is not the kind of place you would like to draw attention from.” I said Darke and Mack.

”Understood.” Darke answered as he and Mack went to join the onlookers, blending into the crowd so fast that, by the time I just blinked my eyes, I had no idea where they were.

I shrugged my shoulders, not at all worried about the intricacies of elven stealth. I made my way and joined the long queue of people going to their deaths. Of course any one of the guys ahead of me, could actually clear the dungeon, and then, it would mean I was here for nothing. So all I could do was selfishly pray that they all kept dying.

There were 9 people in front of me, however the line seemed to be moving really fast as most of them had their dead bodies thrown out of the ship in under five minutes. Daunting as such a sight looked, nobody looked like they wanted to back down, they were determined to see this through to the end.

Eventually it got to my turn, with the person ahead of me not even lasting five minutes before his badly mangled body and decapitated head came flying out of the ship, splattering blood all over the pavement and some unlucky onlookers, who seemed to be taking bets about how long each new challenger would last.

”It's a 100 silver dollars to register.” A voice said to me as I got closer.

All I could see was a floating tablet, probably an AI companion responsible for taking the entry fee. I raised my wrist, and my communication's device beeped. After agreeing and signing a couple of documents to facilitate the transfer, I paid the fee and stepped into the ship through the huge hole at it's side.

[You have entered Single player dungeon: The cursed Ship of death/Timer: 4:58:11]

Okay so this dungeon has a timer, and I have no less than five hours to beat it. I've not experienced a dungeon like this before, unless it's the kind that needed players to beat the fastest clear time. Usually that means there would be rewards from the system, and whatever guild or player could clear the dungeon, they were guaranteed to have some bragging rights.

WHOOSH! THUNK!

”Jesus Christ!”

I just got attacked by a big weird cyborg with an Axe for an arm. But whatever this guy was, he was more machine than man, and he had blades sticking out of his body. His red eyes gleamed as he powered over me at almost nine foot tall, and his skin seemed have boil like protrusions over it.

He attacked again, moving a whole lot faster than you would expect someone of his size to be able to do. I grabbed Sky and jumped back a bit, flapping my wings from speed as I shotan arrow at his body. A force field appeared, and the arrow bounced of it's surface.

I was dumbfounded, how the hell were you supposed to beat something that had and impenetrable defense. No time to think though, as I ducked under a Wilde swing, and moved forward to slam my shoulder into it's mid section. The nine foot cyborg was actually picked up and thrown halfway across what I now understood was an engine room.

So that's how it works. Weapons attacks would be defended, especially projectiles. If I wanted to beat this thing, I had to pound it to death with my fist. Though I'm sure I could probably penetrate that shield just be relying on the wind mark ability of Sky's bow form,but it would take too much time and include of lot of differing variables.

[You have attacked cursed cyborg pirate(elite)/Grade: Mortal/ hidden Grade: none/ level: 150/ Hp: 910/1000]