Chapter 116 Terra Sanguis [3]
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Updated : Oct 6th, 2025
Our first day in Terra Sanguis was one to remember.
Upon our arrival, we were immediately ambushed by the most notorious creature the Dungeon had to offer, the King of the Desert of Blood Earth, Sand Dragon.
Although it was called a dragon, it was actually more of an overgrown sand worm that burrowed underground, really.
It was grotesque and imposing to look at.
Fortunately, we were quick to think on our feet and somehow survived our first encounter by escaping.
But even after that, the horrors of Terra Sanguis, the land of eternal drought never ceased.
A slender sword flashed and a monster was instantly cleaved in two parts. Blood splashed an arc through the air and painted the sandy ground, immediately merging with the pale sickly colour of dark dried blood.
Terra Sanguis, the land of eternal drought was true to its name and title.
In no second flat was the blood dried up and absorbed forever into the soil.
The desert was unforgiving.
The crimson sun was ever raging, and the wind never ceased to sharply bite.
Ironically, what made the Dungeon of Blood Earth devastatingly more dangerous wasn't the monsters that inhabited it.
It was the environment itself.
The scorching heat and dry atmosphere.
Not to mention, the shift in the weight of gravity. It took some time and considerable effort for each of us to finally somehow adapt to the gravity and pressure of the atmosphere.
With all this hanging around my neck like sharp blades, i was repeatedly reminded over and over how devastating a Dungeon truly was.
In the end, even i had to admit to a truth.
'Laplace Dungeon has nothing on this one.'
Zero shit.
That felt more like paradise, to be perfectly honest.
No, to be painfully honest.
There, all i just had to do was sit around and passively get stronger in a cool environment with literally everything offered to me. I had three lives, a good view and a Silver Sentinel friend to keep me busy whenever i felt bored and lonely.
Here, i had a group of annoying and whining kids while constantly being surrounded by literally everything trying to kill me.
[Savage savannah— we get it.]
'...'
I scratched my head again.
'Just...what exactly am i?'
...this is depressing.
Ah, well.
The Land of Drought was an ungracious place to send a bunch of kids into.
At first i was excited, but now I'm like,
What was the academy thinking?!
And we had to survive for a week.
At least they gave us provisions that are barely enough for us to survive with at the beginning.
There was a small useful function of the bracelet which allowed us to carry a small sizeable dimensional pocket around with us.
There were provisions like liters of water and rations stored inside of it ahead of time..
Ah.
Speaking of water...
"We've almost run out of drinking water." Deandra said, shaking a half empty water container next to her head
She let the container fall to the ground and tiredly fell on her behind to sit. The now dirty traveler's cloak she wore ruffled as she moved.
I glanced at the water container, crossed my hands leisurely and scratched my head.
"Well that might be a problem."
"You think?" The approaching voice filled with reproach belonged to Don as he appeared, dragging the dismembered corpse of a monster with him.
Behind him were Trise and Chelsea, both of them covered in blood and dirt, looking exhausted and drained.
"Oh. How did the subjugation go?" I merely side glanced at him and said.
Don scowled at me briefly then tossed the corpse forward with a few bloodied crystal fragments at me.
"That's the fourth ambush we've complicated just today alone. If you're just going to sit around in the shade and do nothing, why not get off your ass and help us dress the corpses. It's the least you can do, you deadbeat!"
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