Cherreads

Chapter 5 - Killing

[Zombie (Level 1)]

Rank soul: Bronze rank

[ATK: 9][DEF: 5][HP: 70][CRIT DAMAGE: 5] 

Profession:[None]

Skills: Brutal Bite (F)[ATK+20%]

Clark glanced at the zombie's stats before swinging a sharp slash at its head. The zombie collapsed and died.

-12![1]

-12!

...

[You have slain a level 1 zombie]

[You gained 5 EXP.]

[Level: 1] [0.05%] → [5.05%]

But the horde of zombies didn't give him time to breathe. They quickly pressed in on him. Clark punched a nearby zombie and stepped back to escape the pressure. Aharik jumped in, supporting Clark as he broke out of the encirclement.

In an instant, three zombies were cut in half under Aharik's blade.

-12!

[You gained 2 EXP.]

-12!

[You gained 2 EXP.]

-12!

[You gained 2 EXP.]

-24! CRIT[2]

[Level: 1] [5,05%] → [10,08%]

Clark grabbed his sword and seized the opening Aharik created. He began to slaughter the zombie horde.

-24! CRIT[3]

-24! CRIT[4]

-24! CRIT[5]

(Shit! The crit damage is too high.)

However, he couldn't hope for critical damage to appear nonstop; it depended a lot on his luck.

His slashes were incredibly skillful, even though he had never trained before. Every strike he delivered—each zombie fell.

-6! CRIT[6]

"Ah." Rocky groaned as a zombie bit him from behind. 

He gritted his teeth and swung a slash at that fucking zombie.

-12!

-12!

...

[You have slain a level 1 zombie]

[You gained 2 EXP.]

He didn't expect a zombie to land a critical hit on him. He was incredibly unlucky—without crit damage, they would only deal 1 damage to him.

Next time, he would stay alert for sneak attacks.

[You have slain a level 1 zombie]

[You gained 2 EXP.]

[You have slain a level 1 zombie]

[You gained 2 EXP.]

[You have slain a level 1 zombie]

[You gained 2 EXP.]

He didn't stop his brutal assault. Adrenaline rushed through his veins, surging with the urge to kill everything. He felt no fear.

He launched a barrage of attacks, piercing through five zombies at once. With a powerful motion, he lifted his sword upward, cutting them in half.

Green zombie blood soaked the hall floor with every step he took. Everyone around widened their eyes in sheer bewilderment.

"They look weak." A prisoner forced a smile as he pointed at the zombies.

The handsome jailer's face darkened. At that moment, he was already aware of the situation. Without hesitation, he lunged toward another nearby horde of zombies.

Following him, the others began to act.

Clark glanced at them, clicking his tongue. He didn't expect them to move so soon.

But it wasn't a big deal.

He continued to kill zombies. At some point.

Ting!

[You have leveled up!]

[Name:] Clark Clifford 

[Race:] Human

[Professor:] Spirit Summoner(EX)

[Level: 1→ 3] [0,15%]

[ATK: 11 → 22]+2(Weapon)=24

[DEF: 10 → 23]

[HP: 120 → 274]

[CRIT DAMAGE: 12 → 21] 

[Soul Storage]: Bronze rank 78 / Silver rank 0 / Gold rank 0/ Platinum rank 0/

[Summons:] 1

[Skills: Spirit summoning(EX), Basic Slash (F)]

[Gold: 1239] [Gem: 0]

[Inventory] [Craft]

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine. He instinctively lowered his head. An energy slash narrowly grazed past him, slicing ten zombies behind him into pieces.

Clark gulped as he stared at the mangled zombies left behind by that vicious strike. He turned around and looked at a muscular figure with a hideous face.

It giggled, signaling the weaker zombies to move out of its way.

It rested a longsword on its shoulder, a weapon that could cut down anyone in the prison with a single strike.

Judging by its outfit, Clark could tell that the hideous zombie had been a jailer before turning.

That explained why it was the boss of the first stage.

Clark checked its stats.

[Boss Zombie (Level 5)]

Rank soul: Silver rank

[ATK: 40]

[DEF: 30]

[HP: 400]

[CRIT DAMAGE: 20] 

Profession: Fighter(E)

Skills: Energy slashes(E)[ATK+160%], Destructive punches(E)[ATK+70%]

(Silver-rank soul? Great.) Clark grinned, then ordered Aharik to willingly join the fight.

A boss zombie wasn't something he could let his guard down against. He remembered that in the first version of the game, he'd lost around ten respawns just to take down a boss in a normal dungeon.

[Name:] Aharik

[Rank soul:] Bronze rank

[Level: 5] [10%]

[ATK: 40]

[DEF: 30]

[HP: 320]

[CRIT DAMAGE: 28] 

[Loyalty:] 100%

[Profession:] Fighter( F)

[Skills:] Basic Slash (F)

He nodded in satisfaction and lunged at the boss. Meanwhile, Aharik ran in from behind.

The boss unleashed a barrage of energy slashes, chuckling as if Clark couldn't possibly survive those strikes.

In contrast, Clark dodged with ease and rushed forward.

He knew zombies very well. They were nothing but brainless monsters, always judging their enemies by level. Moreover, they often tried to finish things in a single blow. Because of that, their thoughts were easy to read.

While Aharik engaged the boss head-on, Clark waited for the right moment. He leapt into midair and drove his longsword straight into the boss's head.

-1![7]

The boss fell. Of course, Aharik had already inflicted heavy damage on it before.

But Clark didn't stop. 

-1!

-1!

He would kill the boss while Aharik stood beside him to provide support.

He and his summon kept hacking and pressing the boss until runes finally appeared in front of them.

[You have slain a level 5 boss zombie]

[You gained 200 EXP.]

[You have leveled up!]

[Level: 3→5] [0,25%]

[ATK: 22 → 44]+2(Weapon)=46

[DEF: 23 → 44]

[HP: 274→ 516]

[CRIT DAMAGE: 21 → 40] 

[Soul Storage]: Bronze rank 78 / Silver rank 1 / Gold rank 0/ Platinum rank 0/

[Gold: 2304] [Gem: 0]

[Inventory] [Craft]

He chuckled as he looked at the runes in front of him. 

(It's time to check the inventory.)

• Memoir recipe

• Obsidian armor recipe

• Metal scraps (x99)

• Metal scraps (x86)

• Evil souls (x99)

• Evil souls (x34)

• Sacred dust (x32)

"I would've wasted a lot of time picking these up while killing zombies, but luckily, I have a pet." He smirked while glancing at the blue hawk perched on his right shoulder.

"Let's see them."

Name: Obsidian Sword Recipe

Rank: E

Description: A sword made from volcanic stone. It can pierce almost anything easily.

ATK +50

Pure damage: 10% of base damage

Name: Memoir Recipe

Rank: E

Description: A memoir from an ancient sage.

Effect: +10% EXP gained from killing monsters

He nodded to himself. He knew that any weapon of rank E or higher would be a recipe. He would need to collect materials from monsters to craft them.

"Damn. I'm certain that two good items dropped from that boss earlier. With them, I can increase my survival rate in this normal dungeon."

Without hesitation, he crafted them.

Obsidian Sword Recipe

Requirements:

Metal scraps: 30/30

Evil souls: 20/20

500 gold coins

"Do it!"

Ting!

[Congratulations! You have successfully crafted an Obsidian Sword]

Without stopping, he moved on to the next recipe.

Memoir Recipe

Requirements:

Metal scraps: 30/30

Herbs: 12/30

500 gold coins

"Huh? I lack materials?" Rocky sighed. Then he quickly equipped the new sword he had just crafted. He decided to deal with that later, after killing the next horde of zombies.

He brandished the Obsidian Sword and smirked. Then, he summoned his stats.

[ATK: 44] +50 (Weapon) = 94

[DEF: 44]

[HP: 516]

[CRIT DAMAGE: 40]

[1] ATK=11+2(Weapon)+4(ATK+32%)-5Monster(DEF)=12

[2] 12+12(CRIT DAMAGE)=24

[3] 12+12(CRIT DAMAGE)=24

[4] 12+12(CRIT DAMAGE)=24

[5] 12+12(CRIT DAMAGE)=24

[6] 9+1,8(ATK 20%)+5CRIT-10Main(DEF)=6

[7] 24+7,68(ATK 32%)-30Boss(DEF)=1

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