Dungeon Critters นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But they are only a small portion of the ones who actually live there. Deep within the recesses of the castle, and even in some places where the weakest of the creatures fear to tread, are the less intelligent creatures. The Gargoyles, the Ogres, the Centaurs, the Minotaurs, and all the other beastfolk that have succumb to their primal urges and have become nothing but killing machines, devouring whoever or whatever it is that gets in their way. The current Demon King does not actually mind this bunch a lot, but he also knows that they will have their use when he would need to defend the Castle from attackers.

They were looking for magic materials in the form of teeth, claws and skin from the monsters in the dungeon. To be able to enter the dungeon, we are required to register with the adventurer's guild. Adventurers are classified into 7 tiers based on strength. There are the lowest at the E level and the highest at the SS level. From what I see, most of them are at grade C and B only. "Al, lots of food, buy it." Erin whined like a child as she tugged at my sleeve and pointed at the shop that sold some food. "No money yet, let's register to the guild first and look for quests," I said, pulling his hand.

My senses all in alert, I activated my Evil eyes ready for that unknown creature… the groaning intensified, the creature approached revealing its appearance… Small in size, green skin, ugly face and pointy ears… it held a handmade spear with a pointy rock at the edge… the creature reeked of bad smell and was not alone… This creature that preys on women and raids human villages without leaving a soul behind, usually lives in small groups, but when they are under stronger beast guidance… they become a threat that must be subjugated… So it was them who preyed on women of the capitol… these heinous creatures called “Cave dwellers” or more commonly…Goblins! I am surrounded by them… how many are t

Applying that logic, he observed the creature's lack of movement, its communication with the anchor, and its focus on him and not moving towards anyone else. Aren identified the creature as "the floor guardian" from the back of the group. Kael remained focused on the creature, not taking his eyes from it. Professor Hale then asked Aren for clarification, saying, "Explain." Aren explained, "Chapter nine of the dungeon ecology framework states that high-depth dungeons with active probability sources can generate guardian-class entities. These entities protect the source node and are not typical monsters." He initially viewed this as theoretical until now. "It is literal," Cassia confirmed Aren

It was something else. And there were… way too many of them. [Warning! Detected unknown biological entities (Medium Level – 'Tunnel Twitchers') in large numbers!] [Tunnel Twitcher Objective: Attack prey in swarms. Attack Power: Medium. Defense: Low. Weakness: Concentrated Light and Heat Sources.] "Tunnel Twitchers?" Bima nearly passed out. The tiny creatures had multiple red eyes shimmering in the dark. And the clicking sound grew clearer, as if they were devouring something.

- Tom meows again, this time rubbing my leg. Even though I want to get upset with him, it would be impossible, I am in love with this fur ball that does nothing but eat, poop, pee, and beg for food. In fact, I must admit that he has already rid me of a few rats and cockroaches, although they rarely appear here. - Let's go eat. - I call out to him and glance out the window, I see Justin on his back, but naked. I salivate and feel my legs weaken.

Dark murals on the walls—roses choking skulls, thorned halos, painted suffering. My heart picked up an exciting pace and I didn’t know where to look first. Damien finally snapped me out of it. “Stay close.” He guided me through the crowd, hand on my lower back. The heat of him, the control of his touch, made my thoughts scatter. I wanted to be annoyed. But the paintings… they stole every part of me. Roses in flames, a girl drowning in charcoal water, a bleeding angel with broken wings. They were all hauntingly beautiful.

It took me a long time to get him alone in there, and as soon as I thought about leaving him alone, he would get angry and turn around. "Come on, honey," I said, lowering my head to kiss him on the cheek. "Just for a little while." "Gollum." He turned and licked my chin, shrugged his shoulders, and lay down. "WHOO!" He didn't forget to turn his head to remind me. "Just a minute." "Normal bones, no deformities." "The brain is fully developed, at least for now..." "Huh? What's this?" On the screen, large shadows appear on the back and caudal vertebrae.

They were vicious against enemies, the shapeless assassins and spies that could penetrate the defences of any threat whilst also providing aid to those that they obey. A faint shuddering in the shadows hinted at the appearance of the wolves. They moved cautiously, looking to avoid the last of the dappled light that fell between the pine trees. Slowly their forms took shape like watery images of beasts, their bodies floating and swirling like smoke and mist. Behind the witch, the warriors shifted uneasily, still not used to seeing these curious creatures. “Look, Signe! Do you see them?” Estrid cooed to her daughter, pointing to the first of the shadowy figures that stepped out from the roilin

I tried to find her, to return the jacket, but I had no luck. I was at the restaurant, just starting my shift when our monthly trouble walked in. They always feel me up like I'm a piece of meat and then trash the place. I back myself in the corner as tears roll down my cheeks. I close my eyes as the five of them close in on me. I hear grunts and open my eyes to the Dhampir, fighting off the perverts.