38 Shadowblood

Elior left the metro, reaching the fourth ring of the Safe Haven, at the station of Rambar. It was half an hour past midnight and there were still few people in the station. People could only do so and travel all the time in the Safe Haven without fear of any attack. In other places where the security was not so firm, the cities were sealed only after eight and kept under the surveillance of guardians.

Resting in the metro helped him regain all the lost mana. Now all he had to do was find the Rambar park—where a grade-1 dungeon was supposed to have formed without any of the guardian's notice.

Following the map, finding the park proved to be easy and there was not much traffic on the road. All he had to do was walk steadily, follow the map.

After finding the park, came identifying the dungeon. The guardians who were employed in this part could not find it, so clearly it was hidden well. According to his memory, the dungeon will break out in a couple of months, and would have a few casualties before the guardian deals with it.

He only had heard it in the news, so he had no idea where the dungeon was supposed to be.

Elior entered the empty park and moved silently. The bag was still on his back and so was the mask on his mouth. He put his mana sense to use, searching for any signature of the dungeon. His ability was inconsiderate, so he had to walk all over to search for the sign.

Ordinarily, most of the dungeon has a similar signature. The higher the grade, the more prominent the signature. That was the reason finding the dungeon with less than 0.5 mana density was so hard. And as for the signature, it was something of decaying. Chaos was an attribute that could decay anything within a certain time, and those dungeons were formed with chaos throughout the universe.

Elior had the experience of more than a decade dealing with chaos finds and chaos element, so he could recognise with the faintest sign, but today, searching all over the park, he found nothing.

'Was I wrong?' he thought. A dungeon needs a certain amount of time to form and grow. A grade-one on earth took half a year to two years to form as the mana density here was less. The dungeon would outbreak in two months—that meant he needed to search more. A dungeon could not form out of nowhere. Technically it could, but it needed help from outside—but here seemed to be not a case like that. Or was it?

After searching for half an hour, he finally came across something unusual. Elior moved towards the backside where the abandoned slides for skateboards or bi-cycle were. In the far corner of it was a small concrete building or a podium for no reason. It was at the far end of the park and restricted by chains—no wonder it took so long to find it.

Even after Elior trespassed the chains, he searched for a while to find the right concrete wall. He tilted his head at the wall, arching his eyebrow. Did they build the wall after the dungeon formed, or did the dungeon formed after it? He did not know, but he did not ponder to find the answer.

He raised an arm and put it against the wall. In the next moment, the wall started to shake as it broke until a hole appeared in it. He threw the bag inside it first and then jumped into the wall.

He opened a flashlight from his bag and started inspecting the inside. A frown appeared almost instantly, the moment he found out, while it was so difficult to find the dungeon till now. It was hidden through some means. Some means he recognised.

The wall he just broke had a foil of stealth tech wrapped around it. Clearly, someone tried to hide the dungeon here until it caused havoc in the safe haven. Anger flashed in his eyes, and his palms were made into fist.

Elior recognised this type of stealth tech. It was highly used by the dark organization who called themselves Shadow Blood. Technically, Shadow Blood could not be called a dark organisation. They were like any other organisation with thier own agenda though most of it was evil.

Shadow Blood was not just a simple organization, and among many others, they were not the servant of the Lord of Chaos. They seemed to do things on their whim, researching about the dungeons, chaos wall, Chaos Fiends and all other types of dangerous things. They do not care if thousands of innocent die in the process as long as they get their result. Elior had a few encounters with them in the previous timeline, but he still didn't know what their end goal was.

But Earth was only a lower world among many worlds. When did Shadow Blood take an interest in it.

'I will never get what those lunatics want,' Elior shook his head, thinking. But the deed here was probably done by some of their agent who were imposing as an Earth Guardian or a guardian trash who sold himself for some unknown needs that might never fulfil

Even though there were countless privileges a Guardian gets their hands on, there were still few who were not satisfied with it. There were few who put on the mask of the saviour in the day and do this kind of heinous crime during the night. There were some fools, garbage, who things being the dog of some higher order being would get them somewhere in life.

Elior imagined the void in his mind and emptied all his anger. With that, most of his emotion left as well. He could do nothing about those garbage or Shadow-Blood now, and finding it today was a reckoning of a kind.

It was a good decision that he chose to sneak out today and found out some schemes of Shadowblood. He needed to find out what their deal was, but before that, he needed to destroy the dungeon here.

Elior came to the end wall, and found the chaos wall of the dungeon. It was not stable enough for anyone to enter, but he had other options.

He put his arm against the chaos wall as a flicker of dark-light gleamed in it. Elior did not distort the space like how he did when breaking the concrete wall, but did the opposite. He interpreted the distortion of the spatial element in the chaos wall and tried to smooth it, strengthened it. Anyone without the affinity for spatial elements could do it too, but it would be ten times more difficult.

If the chaos wall was any more powerful than a Grade-1 Dungeon, he would not be able to do that. Maybe he would not do it if the mana density was a little higher here.

[Abstraction of Void has reached LVL 2. Your mastery in the space element has grown. Now you need 2% less focus and mana to employ the ability.]

A transparent massage greeted him when he was successful in interpreting the chaos wall. After considering the wall for ten more minutes, it was good to go.

Sweat formed in beads and dripped down from his forehead to cheek. Elior did not mop it, but opened half a dozen daggers and the sword from his bag. He entered the dungeon, sheathing the weapons all over the body.

[You have entered Grade-1 Dungeon, Lizard's cave.]

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