The only reason he ca to a halt was that he was thirsty and wanted to check his status. He had eradicated hundreds of dragon newts and not a few of them were lv.90 or above. Especially on the recent floors.
In the corner of his mind, he thought that they would probably make good golems, but currently, Seth just wanted to get rid of his frustration and imrse himself in the sea of flas. It felt like an eternity, that he just led loose and used his favorite power. There were more Dragon Newt dungeons in the Holy Land.
Looking at his status, he frowned, Despite his body count, his experience bar was only filled to about half. It was true, the amount needed past lv.90 grew exponentially. And this 50% was not solely what he gained in this dungeon.
After killing hundreds of mobs on the sa level, he had gained maybe 10-20% of the experience needed for the next level. This was a crazy experience requirent, compared to earlier levels where this deed would suffice to rise one or two levels.
Having satisfied his curiosity, he took a sip of water an chowed down on an energy bar before entering the boss room. Sitting on a massive throne, sat a just as massive dragon newt. His snout was stouter, making him look closer to a dragon than a lizardman, like the other dragon newts.
Really the only difference Seth saw between them were the wings, scales and strength. The male boss on the throne had his wings folded away and wore and archaic chain shirt on top of his scales. It was combined with an intricate skirt and sash.
However, what made this creature really stand out was the fact, that his status was also partially obscured, even to
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