It didn’t seem like this direction led to potential human settlement as Victor flew by, but it didn’t matter too much. If after all he gets thrown somewhere not in the vicinity of the dungeon, then knowing whether or not human settlement was nearby wouldn’t be too useful would it?

Slowly and slowly, the landscape had transitioned from that of a city to some field where things seemed to be grown, to a bit of forest and woods, to a desert area with considerably more rocks than usual.

Flying with these wings had become more natural the more Victor used them, and after some days of flying, he had developed a very solid understanding on how it functioned. Initially, he needed to actually focus a bit on the wings to get them to do what he wanted, and he had to consciously move them, but now everything was different. The wings almost moved on their own, and Victor felt like it was just something handing behind him, and all he needed to do was control where they took him.

On the way so far, not a lot of monsters had attacked him, and he had just flew over the entire journey. From time to time, he would also let down his legion to kill and gain experience points and grow stronger, but for the most he just ignored the temptation to want to go down and gain some easy experience points.

If it was experience points, then the place he was going to would have plenty, he just had to be patient. If he is supposed to be stronger than Ramok and this dungeon he was going t wasn’t an abnormality too, then the monsters inside would also be strong, Victor thought.

After travelling for all this while, Victor had finally reached his destination, and for the first time in his life, he was looking at the outside of a dungeon and how its entrance was. Unfortunately, he hadn’t inquired about the dungeons and the process of entering them, so he had no idea how to go about it without being forceful and dragging attention to himself. At the front of the dungeon entrance, there seem to be a team of people that would be anchoring the entrance process, and then there are eleven guards present, and all the guards are level 60 and above, and below level 72. Amongst the people not on guard uniform, their level ranged from 30 to 60.

Victor could imagine that if he was to enter this dungeon forcefully which would mean he either ran straight into it or he would have to kill the people, other humans would come here immediately to find him, and once his image is made public as a villain, that’s it, he can forget every plan of entering human society.

For guidance on what to do, Victor brought out Larry and asked him. According to Larry, one needed a dungeon permit before they would be allowed to access a dungeon, and Victor had none. _.

“Without the permit, it is impossible to enter the dungeons, unless it is an unregistered dungeon.” Larry explained.

Another thing was that once another team had purchased a permit and entered a dungeon, others are not allowed to enter until the team inside came out, only under special conditions could it happen otherwise. historical

“What if I kill all of them and enter, that way no one will know what happened here, since there’ll be no one to tell them.” Victor asked Larry.

“Well, all they need to do is push a button and it will alarm the officials. Unless you are ok with facing an army of elites, then you should leave that option.” Larry responded.

“Then what about you? You still have that hunter badge with you right? That should be good enough to get you inside with some lies here and there.”

“That is a plan that is going to be difficult to carry out without a permit.”

.

.

.

‘Who’s that?’ The man on the desk asked himself, as he saw a man approach.

At the entrance to the dungeon, there was one sizable desk placed to the side by the left, and seated behind this desk were three people. Apart from this three, there were eleven guards around. Two remained in a fixed position beside the dungeon entrance, while the rest would shift from time to time.

“Hi, my name’s Larry. Here to raid this dungeon.” Larry said with assurance in his voice and actions, definitely not a bad actor in the least.

The people behind the desk and a few guards that heard him looked at him of a second, then some of them laughed. Larry seeing their reaction remained serious, and had not broken character at all as he stood upright and firm.

“Like you said, raid. It’s called a raid for a reason, and that is definitely not a one man job. No matter who you are, I advice you return.” The man behind the desk wearing a brown suit said.

According to what Larry and Victor had planned, if they resisted, there was no need to waste time and push forward that they let him, he should instead say that he is part of the team that went in not long ago. This lie was of course relying on the likable chance that a team had actually gone in. If there was no team, then well, Victor would have to result to the original plan.

Larry followed the plan and acted like a spoilt young master of some influential group that had finally joined a guild and can now go for raids. After disturbing the entire place for a good while, the officials there finally allowed him in, as they were fed up with him. They didn’t know what family or group he belonged to, so angering him was not the best option. Besides, the team inside the dungeon at the moment was very powerful, so they doubt that some young master would be able to do much.

The guards took him to enter, but he just shook them off telling them that he could do so himself, and so they left him. When Victor saw that Larry had entered, he was thankful that their shitty plan ended up working, and now it was his turn to act.

Inside the dungeon, Larry had just entered, and was waiting not too off from the entrance. The plan was simple and short. Larry would enter the dungeon, and with the mark on his body, Victor would teleport into the dungeon and then there would be no problem.

‘Let’s go.’ Victor said in his mind as he activated his teleportation skill, but them he would be disappointed by the message that would appear before him.

[Skill activation failed]

[Due to the difference in dimensional & cosmological space and distance, teleportation is impossible]

[Skill level may be too low]

“What the FUCK? Is my teleportation so weak?” Victor said to himself. Looking at the coins he had left too, there weren’t much left at all. This only left Victor with one option.

‘Guess I have to result to the original now.’ Victor said in his mind.

Looking at the desk in front of the entrance, Victor was sure that it was the place where the button will be. Any sort of alarm button will be closest to the office workers, and since there is no other place where a button like that would be, Victor was sure that it would be there.

First of all, he picked up three chunks of rocks the size of stones, and then he threw the rocks towards the entrance one after another. His throwing was surprisingly well aimed, and it landed mostly where he intended, but with the bouncing and rolling, maybe a bit off.

The most important thing was that one of these stones landed close to the table, and before any of the humans there could even thing about what was going on or where the projectiles came from, Victor had already activated the explosion.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOMM!

The entire place went into smoke. At that same moment, Victor appeared before the entrance, and before heading in he made sure to take care of the three behind the table, and also silenced all the guards in succession. When he made sure that there were none left alive as he received experience points, he headed into the dungeon.

“Mast.. Vic-tor, why did it take so long for you to come, did you..”

“Yes, there was a change in plans, and I had to use the front door. But worry not, nothing happened and I took care of everything.”

“Oh I forgot to say this, but if there is no relay from the team set at the dungeon entrance or gate entrance, the officials will send someone or a team to come check. Sometimes dungeon breaks can happen before the speculated time, so they keep an eye out for things like that.” Larry said, with a straight face.

“Did you become defective? Or have you always been this dumb? Isn’t that a very important information you should have mention to me earlier?” Victor said as both men looked at each other with straight faces.

“Let’s move then. We would have to be fast with this one then.”