Dawn Of Legend:Rise Of An Extra

Chapter 268 268:Treasure Vault

268 Chapter 268:Treasure Vault

Lucas followed Ami towards an empty grassland.

One had to admit that the structure of the whole place was quite weird. Even if you manage to enter here by stealing the badge, unless you know where the things are situated, you will exhaust yourself searching.

Ami stood at a space and tapped her feet.

With a large gust of air emerged two huge doors out of thin air.

"Place your badge at the key lock."

Lucas followed her instructions and the moment he placed it in the small place, Lucas' image blurred and he appeared in a completely new place.

Lucas exclaimed in bewilderment as he darted across the huge vault whose end wasn't in sight. The place had a high mana density making it an oasis for an awakened.

As Lucas stepped forward, he saw beads of small flickers flashing through the space. The beads twinkled and then disappeared.

"If my spirit sensitivity was high, I could not only see the spirits here but also converse with them."

The treasure vault contains a high concentration of mana. A natural heaven for these spirits who also act as security and helpers.

The vault was divided into various sections. One section contains skills, the other contains treasures like weapons, artifacts and so on.

He didn't need any skill as he already had his hands filled with them so before he could master them and find his combo, it was better to avoid adding another one.

'And I could just enter here again by threatening Josh in some way.' Lucas shrugged his shoulders indifferently as if it wasn't a big deal but if Josh had heard his words he would have jumped up and down in anger.

With shining eyes, Lucas began his exploration.

He got a glimpse of a few swords with marvelous features.

Like the Azur, that was kept in a shining case. It was a great sword of S rank and cut through any magic thrown at you. But the problem was it could only cut magic and was useless when it came to cutting other things physically.

Knight Spear.

Dragon Sword.

Athena's Shield.

The weapons were great but Lucas didn't know why but it didn't excite him rather he felt that his useless stick sword was way better than all of these.

"It's weird, does this useless sword of mine have a hypnotic feature?" Lucas laughed at his thought and moved to another section.

Lucas hadn't decided anything prior. The things taken by others were great but it was not something that suited him.

He planned to look for something that can be used for defence against a deadly attack. Or an artifact that can teleport him in case of danger.

As for the teleportation skill, it was S-ranked which he can't master with his low rank.

As he entered the vault, he stood frozen seeing a page placed on the display case at the entrance.

It looked quite odd and out of place.

He suddenly felt a dark creeping aura and his eyes glued onto the single page on which various ominous strings of words started to float.

[Accept me]

Lucas almost screamed seeing creepy black text emerging from the page and floating in the air.

His heart started beating crazily and his back was already drenched in sweat.

As Lucas stood frozen in his place, the string of words floating in front of Lucas disappeared.

Just as he was about to sigh in relief, another string of letters appeared.

[I Choose You As Master.]

It didn't take long for him to guess the thing.

"What the hell is this thing doing here?"

"Just who fuck left it here."Lucas cursed aloud sweating buckets and tried to run but a dark aura shot out striking him down.

"Damn it! Damn it!I am dead!!"

Lucas shouted angrily seeing the artifact breaking out from the showcase and hovering above him..

It was the unranked mysterious artifact named "Cursed Gospel" that was wielded by the valiant but tormented hero in the distant past.

This artifact was a thick blackened leather page etched with arcane sigils, that harnesses powerful incantations but exacts a heavy toll on its user.

The wielder can invoke a devastating curse weakening the enemies, drawing ghosts to attack, and making them hallucinate and scream until nothing but their measly bones remain and it can be used against the enemy irrespective of the rank that they draw.

But with each usage, the owner suffers a physical or spiritual effect weakening their life force, temporary loss of senses, or even experiencing haunting visions. It was a risky but formidable weapon in battles, often utilized as a last resort when facing dire adversaries.

"But the risks are too much. Moreover, it was said that this attracts bad luck as it feeds on a person's luck when used."

"Fuck! Just go away!" Lucas kicked the page but it glided around avoiding the kick.

"Just, wait, you'll find someone better than me. There is a guy named Frederick, just go for him."

The page shook as if refusing his claims.

Seeing the thing hovering around emitting a gleam, Lucas also remembered another thing.

It stays away from people from having good luck while being attracted to those who have shitty luck.

Originally, it was a powerful spell of the Holy Bible carried by a Heroic Priest but the Priest on his way suffered betrayal along with many things that made his faith waver. He drowned in darkness and became one of the strongest dark wizards. When he died, this bible was placed in his tomb and to everyone's surprise the Holy Page turned into a Cursed one and then came out of its own to search for prey.

This thing was used by the Demons to devastate the human army but was later sealed by Saintess.

Only a madman who has nothing to lose would use this shit.Even if Lucas doesn't use this, it's gonna put him in trouble.

"Arghhhhhhhhh! Why did you put this here? I have been waiting for long to pick a good thing but I got this time bomb."

The artifact had already chosen him so what can he do now?

Lucas then turned towards the page which was dancing around and shouted.

"Stop behaving like a dog and stay put like a living object!" The page as if understanding Lucas' words shrieked in despair and started rubbing itself on his legs as if to apologize.

"Just behave as a lifeless page, okay, otherwise you will be in trouble."

With a resigned expression, Lucas walked out and saw Miss Ami standing outside the vault.

"What did you choose?" Miss Ami asked curiously.

"Thi-" Lucas pulled out the page and was about to explain when Miss Ami leapt in joy.

"Oh! You chose this page of Holy spell to aid you since you don't have light affinity. I don't know what spell it is but as a Holy spell, it would surely have a great effect."

Lucas's jaw dropped wide and his gaze rotated from Miss Ami to the page.

"..."

'This looks like a Holy Page to her? Am I misunderstanding something?'

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After struggling a lot, Lucas finally managed to throw the black pot into his dimensional space.

The page has an ego with an IQ that of a small kid and wasn't willing to go inside the space but Lucas managed to coax it by lying about the wonderful things inside the dimensional space.

Unless the situation is quite dire, he reminded himself not to touch it. His luck was already bad, and with this, he wouldn't be surprised if he was shot down by lightning tribulation.

He even noted down to stay shut in case of rainy and stormy days.

Lucas fell asleep the moment he fell onto the bed but at half past 2 AM. Lucas' eyes jolted open and he sprang up from the bed pulling out his weapon.

"Who?"

Lucas' heart beated with a palpable tension. For a tiny fraction, his sixth sense screamed of danger.

Treading cautiously, Lucas looked around, finding nothing.

"That's weird…" Lucas mumbled, examining everything.

Until now, his sense of danger had never betrayed him. As long as there was a threat, he was bound to sense it no matter how the other side stayed hidden.

"Did I make a mistake? Maybe it was a dream."

"It seems I have to stay awake in case someone is upon me." Lucas sighed, pulling out his life-saving treasure.

...............

A few hundred metres away from the dorm in the Blood Peach forest, several figures hung down from the branch wrapped in dark tentacles forged of darkness.

There were almost 20 people whose bodies were trembling in fear.

Before their eyes stood a man from which many pairs of tentacles emerged.

As long as you are an assassin you are bound to know and fear this guy.

It was the formless assassin ranked 3 in the whole world. He was ranked 3 not because he fit there. Rather because he killed the people who dared to rank him and threatened people to keep him in rank 3.

They were looking at a living legend who even assassinated a Vampire King during a war in his own territory.

Mir, who stared at the distorting expressions of the assassins, asked with a smile.

"Tell me, how brutally do you want to die?"