Random Skills: Exploring Dungeons - Chapter 7
Chapter 7: The Mist Council
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The huge, bloated, hideous figure finally collapsed. As it did, the gloomy cold air around it dissipated. Something seemed to shatter, and the light of the golden bridge cast a bright, warm golden light through the gaps between the leaves.
Bathed in the golden light, Kane’s depleted magic and his exhausted body were quickly recovering. The hideous figure in the golden light slowly turned to dust.
There was a sudden white mist in the air, a messenger of the world. It circled Kane and dissipated again.
What was left was the Mist’s reward for the first clearance and the message to Kane that he could leave the place at any time.
Kane watched the sudden appearance and disappearance of the mist. He looked at the white circular medal in his hand. There was no pattern on it, only the white ribbon of mist slowly fluttering to show its extraordinariness.
[Heroic Proof of the Mist] (Kane)
[Mysterious Badge]
[Color: Three Colors]
[Attributes]
[Minor Death Resistance—Soul]
[Minor Luck Upgrade—Soul]
[Never lose]
[Introduction: The Will of the World—The Mist’s commendation of warriors]
It was unknown how high the equipment level was, the certification of the world’s big boss, and the equipment attributes of Eternal Companionship. It was an equipment requirement that only you could have.
Kane didn’t hesitate. He pinned the medallion to his inside lining. If he hadn’t been afraid of not respecting the world enough, he might have pinned it next to his brother.
Soothe the excitement.
Now it was time to receive his prize.
Arriving at the spot where the root monster’s body had dissipated, he snapped his fingers, dispersing the spider silk that had turned into steel spears.
There were three glowing items on the ground. He carefully picked them up and checked them one by one.
[Dark Heart of Life]
[Magic Materials]
[Color: Silver] (Faded)
[Attribute: Magic Stone Energy Medium Increase]
[Introduction: The life core of the Great Tree Elder of the Valdry Clan—Coson’s gift of life, degenerated by hatred of the sky. The soul fragments in it, even when broken, are roaring at the sky.]
The silver magical stone rechargeable battery of unknown significance had the Intelligence Information of this broken world. Write it down.
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[Sentry streamers]
[Wool Band]
[Color: Copper]
[Attributes: Slow Recovery—Stamina]
[Introduction: Standard equipment for the Valdry Sentinel]
The brown cloth band with the green pattern was better than nothing. It was immediately tied around his left arm.
The last piece was also the one with the most arrogant appearance effects.
[Block the Sky]
[Spear]
[Color: Silver]
[Attributes]
[Light Break Magic – Holy]
[Medium Penetration – Armor]
[Skill: Traitor] (Mark a target. When using a weapon with this skill to attack the target, the weapon’s attributes will increase by one level. Only one Mark can exist at any one time.)
[Introduction: Fury against the sky fused with the wooden staff into a weapon]
It was two meters long, and the wooden spear shaft was tattooed with pitch-black threads. Green and black light intertwined on it. The spearhead was shaped like white jade, and there were scarlet patterns tattooed in the middle. It was contrasting and yet harmonious with the spear shaft.
Attributes, appearance, and also a skill.
Kane wielded the spear, thrusting and spinning it, and loving it.
He had a new toy.
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At this moment, outside the cave where Kane disappeared.
The trees around the cave had vanished, revealing a small clearing where tents sat.
Now it had become a camp, with a flag erected in the middle.
On the flag’s black background was an image of a closed door with 18 stars on the frame. Mist enveloped the door.
It was the greatest power in the world. It represented the order of the world, the Mist Council.
And there were three figures talking in the cave.
A stocky figure in an open leather tunic asked the figure beside him, “Do you think there will be a Mist Warrior this time?”
Beside him, a tall, thin figure in gorgeous hunting clothes scratched his head and thought for a moment before saying, “Six to nine new dungeons appear every year, and there are usually about two copper-colored dungeons. This kind of novice dungeon will lure people of the same level to open them, and only give them the choice to leave when they discover the way of clearing the target.”
The burly figure nodded. “Indeed. Most of the unlucky ones died before they discovered the target because of the biological hostility in the dungeon. The remaining lucky ones all chose to return after discovering the target, not to mention that the copper-colored dungeon can even be considered a bait for ordinary people.”
At this moment, the old man who had been silent all this while suddenly said, “You two idiots, is this the time to think about these idiot questions? The main problem now is that a dungeon has appeared at the edge of the world. You can even see the mist directly here. Don’t you know what this means?”
Although they were scolded by the old man, the two of them had no intention of retaliating. Instead, they stood up respectfully and bowed to the old man. “Yes, Teacher. We’ll go and investigate the surroundings immediately.”
After saying that, the two of them disappeared on the spot. The old man’s expression did not change at all. He was probably used to it.
“Sigh.”
The old man suddenly sighed and muttered to himself, “The Wheel of Will of the world has begun to turn. Blood, war, and vengeful spirits will eventually stain the land again. Who will become the founder of the dense fog?”
As the old man muttered to himself, a commotion began outside.
The Mist Council banner in the middle of the field began to flutter without wind, and the busy figures who came and went around it as it fluttered began to stop and watch. One of them, a middle-aged man in Council livery, shouted, “Go to that cave over there and inform President Gordon.”
“No need, Nando. I’m already here.” Gordon appeared behind the middle-aged man and patted his shoulder. It was the old man who had just been in the cave.
The person who suddenly appeared behind him made Nando tremble visibly. He sighed, “You need not be so abrupt, President.”
Gordon ignored him and stood quietly beside him, watching the flags.
“Teacher.” At this moment, the two people who had just left the cave rushed over after hearing the news and stood quietly behind Gordon.
The flag erected in the middle of the camp didn’t just represent the Mist Council. It was a piece of magical equipment.
[The Doorway Eye]
[Flag]
[Color: Silver]
[Attribute: Perception Response—Dungeon]
[Introduction: The research department of the Mist Council—the Magic Institute claimed that they studied this independently, but the Forging Department objected.]
The fluttering flag began to ripple with magic. Then the closed door pattern on the flag began to change.
The closed door on the flag slowly opened. The mist map behind the door slowly rolled in turbulence, as if it were a real mist.
Behind the door, an eye appeared and disappeared.
The mist rolled and solidified. A sword appeared in the middle of the open door. Then the flag stopped changing and slowly began to lose its magical glow.
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd exclaimed, followed by intense discussion.
“Looks like a new Mist Warrior has been born,” sighed the tall, thin figure in hunting gear standing to Gordon’s left.
“That’s right. He’s a young man who has never explored the dungeon.” The muscular figure on the other side, with clothes opened wide to reveal his chest, sighed.
Gordon glared at his staff and shouted, “Alright, get back to work. Things are about to get busy here.” Then he said to Nando beside him, “I’m going to send news of this to the council. I’ll leave the job here to you.”
Nando said respectfully, “Don’t worry, President.” Then he walked towards the crowd to make arrangements for work.
“You two, come with me.” With that, Gordon walked straight towards the cave, followed by the two people behind him.
