“Just a little closer…” Jeremy grunted, finally managing to grasp the key. The moment he felt the cool metal in his hand, a wave of relief washed over him. He could still turn the tide if he could just find a way to use it.Jeremy focused on the key, feeling its power surge through him. “Owen, I’m coming!” he yelled, preparing to activate the dimensional key to give them a chance to regroup.But the beast had other plans. It had spotted Jeremy moving, its eyes narrowing as it honed in on the vulnerable target, charging toward him with terrifying speed.“Jeremy! Get out of the way!” Owen shouted, panic flooding his voice as he saw the impending doom.In a split second, Jeremy made a choice. He could either run or stand his ground. “I won’t run,” he declared, before the beast sent him crashing into another rock once again.Owen stood alone, the creature loomed over him, its massive form a tempest of fury and strength. Each strike against it had been met with relentless force, and Owen

“Not much left,” Jeremy grunted, slashing through another giant fowl, feeling the resistance of its feathers give way beneath his blade. “We can do this, Owen!”But just as they thought victory was within reach, one of the fowls let out a furious caw, rallying the remaining beasts. They charged in a united front, their beaks snapping and wings flapping with renewed fury. “Chickens!” Owen shouted, instinctively moving closer to Jeremy. He threw needles with desperation, each one aimed with precision, but the sheer number of beasts began to overwhelm them. The air thickened with the scent of blood, and the cacophony of squawking filled their ears.*> <*“Here!” Jeremy shouted as he slashed through the last of the fowls, a wild swing that sent blood spraying across the ground, soaking Owen’s legs. The last chicken crumpled to the earth, its beady eyes rolling back, and for a moment, silence fell over the battlefield.**[Wave 3 has been completed]****[Wave 4/7 underway]****[User can n

As Jeremy stood before the imposing entrance of the Dark Horses Guild, he pulled his pullover hood down, shrouding his face in shadows before stepping inside. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, and a low murmur of voices greeted him as he crossed the threshold.“Welcome, Jeremy! We were almost about to send the participants,” Jessica said, her voice bright yet tinged with urgency. Despite her warm welcome, Jeremy remained silent, maintaining his poker face, a mask of indifference that concealed the myriad of thoughts swirling within him. In a bid to keep his defenses intact and to center himself, he decided to check his system. The familiar holographic interface materialized before his eyes:---**[User rank: B-]**- **Strength (STR)** - 30 (+15)- **Agility (AGI)** - 45 (+35)- **Vitality (VIT)** - 28 (+20)- **Intelligence (INT)** - 10 (+9)- **Charisma (CHA)** - Nil- **Luck (LUK)** - 30 (+22)- **Stamina (STA)** - 25 (+16)- **Experience Points (EXP)** - 580,000/1,000,000

The descent into the b- ranked dungeon felt like stepping into the heart of darkness itself. The air grew colder and denser as the entrance closed behind them, the last vestiges of daylight swallowed by the overwhelming gloom. As they ventured further in, the dungeon revealed itself in a disorienting labyrinth of shadowed corridors and cavernous chambers. The walls, composed of a dark, crystalline rock, absorbed every bit of light, leaving them bathed in an unsettling, dim glow that seemed to flicker with the pulse of an unseen heart.Every footfall echoed off the jagged walls, the haunting sounds warping and shifting as if mocking their efforts to navigate this subterranean maze.The ground beneath was treacherous, uneven and covered in a slick, bioluminescent moss that glowed faintly, its light swallowed by the oppressive darkness. Every step was fraught with danger; geysers of toxic steam erupted unpredictably, and the occasional tremor from the unstable platforms sent a shiver o

As the next group charged in, teeth bared and claws extended, Samantha met them head-on. She spun, using the momentum to slice through a drakehound on her right, then pivoted sharply to her left, where another beast lunged. With a quick sidestep, she dodged its attack, countering with a brutal swing that severed its leg at the joint. The drakehound yelped, collapsing to the ground, and she followed through with a swift kick, sending it crashing into its companions.Bodies began to pile up around her, the once-fearsome pack reduced to chaos. Blood dripped from her axe like a warrior's trophy, each drop a testament to her prowess in battle. The remaining drakehounds, now wary and hesitant, exchanged nervous glances, realizing they were up against a force of nature.Samantha could feel the thrill of battle coursing through her, a wild exhilaration that ignited her spirit. She was more than just an exorcist; she was a predator in her element, and the dungeon was her hunting ground.Sama