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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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The figures of the knight commanders grew smaller and smaller.
The sky became endlessly distant, and my body began to fall recklessly towards the ground.
The monsters on the bridges, upon seeing me falling, tried to prepare for battle, but before they could do anything, I had already descended much further below.
Whether it was arrows or spears, they were meaningless.
This was the method I had described for clearing the Abyss Dungeon in the fastest way possible.
Precisely adjusting the angle and position, and jumping straight down towards the bottom.
At first glance, it might seem like an easy action, but in reality, it was far from it.
The creators also had some sense, so they had greatly increased the base health of the monsters on the bridges and adjusted the height to prevent exploiting fall damage attacks.
Ignoring fall damage only applied when the target could actually die.
If the monster survived, the player would simply fall to their lonely death.
They had even placed most of the monsters in blind spots and calculated the distance so that the player couldn’t accidentally fall on top of them, thoroughly preventing such occurrences.
So, once you fell from the bridge, death was inevitable.
Everyone had thought that way.
‘In the end, it was that very coincidence that led to the discovery of this method.’
It all began with some unlucky individual.
They had misused the rolling mechanic, tumbled off the side of the bridge, and fell for a long time before dying at the bottom of the dungeon.
Amidst that situation, where their misfortune became a source of ridicule, someone had jokingly said, “If you fall all the way to the bottom and perform a falling attack, can you skip the middle process?”
The wandering souls, who had nothing better to do and were engaging in all sorts of eccentric acts, had latched onto that idea and started attempting it.
I was no exception.
There were only two conditions, but each one was insanely difficult.
First, when you jumped, you had to be able to directly reach the bottom of the dungeon without getting caught in the middle.
Second, there had to be a monster where you landed, allowing you to perform a falling attack.
The second condition was particularly diabolical.
Unless the monsters spotted the player, they would just wander around the vicinity, so you had to precisely match that timing for it to work.
But who were we?
We were the kind of people who, when told to play a bonsai game, would beat each other with the bonsai, and if there was a competitive element, we would desperately struggle to climb even a little higher than our opponents.
After countless attempts, we finally succeeded.
From the moment we entered this dungeon area, we had calculated the distance the monsters moved and figured out exactly where and how to jump.
And this was the result.
Countless bridges and tree trunks brushed past me.
The distance was so precarious that if the positioning had been slightly off, I would have undoubtedly crashed into one of them and died.
Occasionally, there were those who shot arrows, but they had no chance of reaching me.
The sound of arrows embedding into the walls only came from above.
‘Ah, that was a pain in the ass.’
The moment I saw the monster that had just brushed past me, whose size was easily three or four times that of a human, I shuddered involuntarily.
That was the mid-boss of this dungeon.
It was already a struggle to fight on the narrow bridge, but in true Darkest Light Mod fashion, there were archers on the nearby cliffs, making it even more difficult.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to fight that thing now.
If it weren’t for the terrain and arrows, it would have been at the level of a regular mob, but it was annoyingly troublesome.
I continued to fall for a long time even after passing the mid-boss.
There was still no sign of reaching the bottom.
It made sense.
Since this dungeon was practically released in place of a new area being added in the DLC, they had to ensure enough playtime with this dungeon alone to match a decent new area.
This was the process of going from one end to the other of such a place, skipping the entire middle section.
A few minutes wouldn’t be nearly enough.
As time passed, the appearance of the monsters on the bridges gradually changed.
If the monsters near the entrance were carrying crude weapons and wooden shields or wooden bows, the further down I went, the more burly-looking monsters appeared.
The shields changed to sturdy carapaces, the spears changed to sharp claws and teeth, and the bows changed to a black liquid spewed from their mouths.
Their size was also much larger than an average person.
Of course, even those were all left behind, so it didn’t matter much.
‘It should be about time to arrive.’
At some point, not only the walls of the dungeon but even the bridges spanning the center had all turned black.
It meant I was almost at the heart of the rune dungeon.
Soon, the bottom of the dungeon started to come into view from afar.
The entire floor, which resembled a quagmire, wriggled as if it were alive.
I surveyed the spot where I would land.
A monster was slowly walking nearby.
‘That’s a relief.’
I inwardly sighed in relief.
Although I had confidently jumped in, it didn’t mean I wasn’t nervous at all.
I had somewhat anticipated the worst-case scenario.
Fortunately, my ominous premonition had proved wrong.
I raised the blood-stained sword.
Attack power buffs and such were meaningless.
The core of falling attack damage wasn’t the weapon’s damage itself but the additional damage that increased in proportion to the fallen distance.
Falling from such a great height, even if it were a boss, it would end in one hit.
The distance between the monster and me rapidly decreased.
I slightly pulled my right shoulder back and then landed on top of the monster’s head.
ㅡSquish!
“Kyaaaaargh!”
The monster, receiving the full impact of the fall that I should have taken, let out an agonized scream.
I twisted its neck and spun my body around.
The monster’s upper body bent sideways and slammed into the ground.
A chilling thud was heard, as if its back had been shattered.
We tumbled on the ground several times, entangled with each other.
The rolling stopped when the monster was below me and I was on top.
I thrust the blood-stained sword into its head.
The monster trembled as if struck by lightning and then fell still.
After confirming it wasn’t moving, I slowly pulled out the sword and stood up.
Unlike the monster lying on the ground in a gruesome state, I was completely unscathed.
It was a success.
I glanced upward.
Although the entrance should have been in a straight line, far from being able to see the sky, everything was pitch-black.
Tree trunks and bridges densely filled the space in between.
The number of bridges visible to me alone easily exceeded a hundred.
It made me truly realize the depth of this dungeon.
I lowered my head.
There were still things left to deal with.
There were monsters that looked exactly like the one I had just used as a platform for the falling attack.
I had to finish them off as well.
Without hesitation, I stabbed the blood-stained sword into my abdomen.
This was essentially a late-game area in terms of the main game.
Without an attack power buff, it would take forever to defeat them.
While pulling the sword out of my stomach, I walked up to the recognition range of the nearest monster.
Its head creaked as it turned, and its eyes glowing with red light stared at me.
Thump, the monster took a step forward.
The last monster fell to the ground.
With a splat, black sludge splattered everywhere.
“Ugh, disgusting.”
I wiped the black liquid off my face with the back of my hand.
I hadn’t expected it to splash all the way to my face.
Although it was probably harmless to the human body, it felt unpleasant.
The blood-stained sword had long since returned to its original color.
Although it took slightly longer because the buff had worn off while defeating the last one, it roughly matched the planned time.
I moved my feet earnestly through the sticky black sludge.
With each step, it sank up to my calves.
This was why I hated this place.
It forced the player to walk and even restricted rolling.
Places classified as swamps had similar effects, but this was even worse.
In swamps, you could at least perform the heaviest roll, but on the black sludge, rolling itself was sealed, leaving you with no choice but to walk.
In many ways, it was the perfect section to make one’s blood pressure rise.
As I grumbled and came out, I saw a narrow alleyway extending between the walls and something resembling a statue installed next to it.
It was a statue that allowed players to perform quick saves and fast travel, but it was of no use to me now.
I hadn’t even met the conditions to unlock the statue yet, so I couldn’t use it, and even if I unlocked it, it didn’t seem like it would be of much help.
‘What’s the point of using it alone, leaving the knight commanders behind?’
How often would I be moving alone in the future to use that?
Moreover, even if I activated it, there would be no reason to come back here ever again.
If it were a game, I would have activated that statue, replenished my potions, rested for a bit, and then challenged the boss, but not here.
Ignoring the statue, I continued walking along the path.
And before long, I arrived in front of a giant door.
Behind this door was the boss of the Abyss Dungeon.
I briefly sheathed the blood-stained sword, placed my hand on the door, and slowly pushed it forward with force.
The door began to slowly open to both sides with a creaking sound.
The scenery inside gradually came into view.
At least the boss room was no different from my memory.
“Sob… Haha sob… Hic…”
The sound of a woman crying could be heard from inside.
It was a sob that was both very sorrowful and made the listener feel eerie.
I fully opened the door and entered the boss room.
The door closed automatically with a thud.
In the center of the room, there was a woman kneeling with her hands clasped in front of her mouth, crying and praying.
What she wore was the clothing of the battle nuns of the Holy Kingdom.
Almost every part of it was torn, rotten, and tattered, making it no different from being naked.
I estimated that the remaining cloth covered less than 10% of the original outfit.
If the remaining part of that nun’s robe with its outrageous level of exposure was less than 10%, it was practically the same as not wearing any clothes at all.
“Hic… Sob…”
Even as I took steps inside, the nun didn’t stop crying.
Black liquid streamed down from between her closed eyelids.
ㅡSquish.
Plop.
And the moment I stepped on the sludge, the crying ceased.
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