Dungeon Critters นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

This made him reach the high level easily. Now, he needed some energy to level up. Kobolds wasn't enough, he also needed a goblin here or the other monsters. He needs the soul of orcs and kobolds to reach the evolution requirements. He was quite surprised by the numbers of kobolds. He estimated that their total number was above two hundred. This number surprised him. This exceeded the number of what a low-level dungeon could hold. But what surprised him most were the goblins. The number of goblins exceeded the number of kobolds. As expected of a goblin, their fertility rate was higher than any ordinary monster. The only problem was that it wasn't that of a great fighter.

Squeaked Sprout without resurfacing from the fabric he was hiding under. Corinna struggled to swing herself upwards. It seemed that more creatures were swarming into this part of the grotto. There were hundreds of them, some of them on the cave’s floor attacking Hayden and Titan and the others heading towards the centre of the concrete chamber. The Douens were attempting to make a ladder with their own bodies. They scrambled one on top of the other, forming a not-so-human pyramid. The pyramid of creatures swayed as it grew taller and taller with more douens adding themselves to the base and distributing themselves among the layers.

“A what? I haven’t got a clue.” “Imagine a patchwork of flesh from living supernatural creatures mixed into a disgusting mass. They’re created by rogue mages or even liches for fighting on the battlefield. There’s no way to explain them to someone not with our knowledge. Imploding them is better than leaving the mess behind. You try explaining it to the mundane authorities. If you know anything about the game, Dungeons and Dragons. They’re influenced a lot by the image of these creatures. The best description I can give you a mad scientist put together leftover bits and pieces from other test subjects. Placed tentacles and eyeballs. Too many claws and teeth. Often their teeth and claws deliv

Kita replied, shaking her head while having her hand palm down on the earth. “What is a dorphan?” “It is a large, heavily set blind burrowing creature. It feeds on anything magical, roots, plants, and sometimes animals. It may have only attacked the scout spell out of a territorial move, they are rare encounters that not many walk away from,” Kita replied, her eyes darting around the clearing quickly, “Our tomes only mentioned the earth breaking open just before they attacked. None of the hunters that survived their ambushes recorded anything that told of lead up to their attacks, so we will be walking across this area without a way to know we are about to do battle.”

There were some dishes and even a few stuffed chairs around. But once he'd found the little cave, he'd decided it would do. He'd almost missed it as the opening looked like a crevice in the rock, but when he squeezed inside, it opened up to a bigger space. He couldn't quite stand up completely in it but it was roomy enough for a small fire. He'd also found a bed of sorts made out of some kind of soft fur over a mat of several inches of grass. He was afraid the animal that had made it might come back, but nothing had and he'd not found any fresh sign of a large animal.

Evarh awakened with a mouth full of dirt and a twinge in her leg. Sputtering, she pushed herself onto her knees and looked around. Nothing was familiar to her. Yet another place she knew nothing about. Albian and Foxfire lay a few feet away and seemed to be awakening as well. The sun was low behind the staggering trees surrounding them. Here and there you could hear the early rustling of the night animals creeping from their dens into the shadows. Night birds began their melody, coaxing day dwellers to sleep and alerting the night walkers, the all was clear.

Melo let out a low whistle as they read the text displayed on the virtual screen. "Never thought the White Clan could pull out this kind of pathetic game. But I salute them for setting up this kind of stunt." "But I pity them, no matter how flawless their defense system is, the rats still managed to breach them." Jordan replied at Melo statement. "Of course. We are the god of underground world, the city doesn't make an exemption of it. We can easily breach their security system and outnumbered them." Sam said as he came behind them wearing an evil smirk. He was holding a whip on his hand as his weapon for slaughtering the criminals and the warrior underneath.

I was sitting in the cafeteria, starving because I had forgotten my lunch money. I had been waiting for what felt like hours for my friend, Alex, to arrive with a sandwich. But as I scanned the room, I saw a strange guy sitting in the corner, eyeing me. I felt a shiver run down my spine. As I turned back to my table, I noticed the guy was now standing right behind me. I tried to ignore him, but he started to transform before my eyes. His body began to grow hair, his nails turned into claws, and his eyes glowed red. I was paralyzed with fear.