System Change

Chapter 195: Edgars Ability

and not already waiting for him. His Thunderclap worked best in that situation.

The reason he took longer to complete the dungeon than his brother wasnt because he wasnt as strong or fast, it was because he meditated in between each wave of attacks.

Edgar closed his eyes, readying to use his level 16 Meditation, the skill he had used most of all. Damn… its so hard to level Meditation. I wonder if it will max out at 20 or if it will upgrade to another, better form of the skill. Because of the skill, and the toughness of leveling it, Edgar hadnt had a real nights sleep in years, choosing to work on the skill instead.

Out of combat, Meditation was better than any health or mana potion, and it only cost one skill point. It was the most essential skill for an adventurer. That skill, combined with safe rooms in dungeons, made it one of the most overpowered skills, and anyone could get it.

Edgar had a plan, though. He had two skill upgrade points from Awards waiting to be used. As soon as Meditation hit level 18, he would use them. Then, he would find his answer. But for now, he just relaxed and let the skill take over.

Soon, his mana pool was full and the headache was gone. He took a quick glance at his notifications and clicked his tongue when he saw that Meditation leveling up wasnt one of them. It had to be getting close. Hed been stuck at level 16 much longer than level 15. But, because his level was increasing rapidly, he knew all his skills would slow down.

He only hoped that General Skills werent affected as much as Class Skills were. Edgar let out a sigh and stood. He opened the door and walked out, clapping his hands. The same slaughter played out once more and he was back in the safe house.

Three more times the scene happened. Nothing changed. Not even on the final wave when the boss appeared. It was a giant bear. It towered over the entire area. It was weird that you had to fight through four waves of small beasts, only to fight a 30 foot tall and half as wide bear at the end.

Still, it didnt matter. In his ethereal form, all Edgar had to do was zip to the beast and enter its heart. The only difference between the big beast and the small beasts was that he had to stay inside the bears heart for five seconds for it to succumb instead of the instant it took to kill the small beasts.

Once the bear died, the dungeon orb appeared. Edgar meditated to get his mana back before placing his hand on the orb to leave.

Edgar snorted. Instead of the options to leave the dungeon, he got a notification of receiving the dungeon reward. He looked at the small stack of gold coins that appeared on the ground beside him and rolled his eyes before storing them in his ring. It was the sixth time something like this had happened.

His Lesser Repetitive Dungeoneer Award rarely procced, but it had happened six times in this shitty dungeon already. Why does it have to work so well in this damn dungeon? He didnt often run dungeons more than once, to keep from leveling, but he had run two or three times after getting the Award, yet, he never got a second reward with the meager 5% chance the Award gave.

The Award, Lesser Repetitive Dungeoneer, was one that all the Royal Family members got. They actually received it before they did a class. It was easy to get, and sometimes useful. All they did was wait in the safe zone while strong guards completed the dungeon for them. When one set of guards out leveled the dungeon, a new set appeared.

Edgar clicked his tongue and dismissed all notifications. Once he was able to clear the dungeon on his own, he had even stopped allocating his stat points. He wasnt completely sure if it was the level that hindered skill growth or if it was the stat points, or maybe a combination of both, but until the time came, he would keep his hundreds of stat points.

He put his hand on the dungeon orb again, then vanished.

This time, when he appeared in the dungeon room, his brother was back waiting for him, leaning against the wall.

“How goes it?” Edward asked.

Edgar rolled his eyes. “Ive made over 6,000 gold.”

Edwards eyes widened. “Maybe I should retire from the army and just run that dungeon for the rest of my life.”

“Yeah, and ruin the economy.”

“Look at you, thinking like a King.” Edward said.

Edgar rolled his eyes again and touched the dungeon orb, instantly disappearing.

Edward stood there with a frown on his face. “What happened to the countdown?”

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