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Alan easily dodged the attacks as he looked ahead looking at the Armored Needles.
Four armored needle-type undead finally appeared. They had arrows stuck through their bodies and wore bamboo hats like old soldiers. Their silver armor was melting and merging into their decaying flesh, embedding into their blood vessels.
Seeing this, Alan understood one thing.
'Their blood is hot enough to melt silver.'
It would be better to avoid direct contact with their blood while fighting them.
Alan stepped forward slowly.
The Silver Needle undead moved first.
SHHK—! SHHK—!
Thin threads shot toward him from different angles.
Alan shifted his body and avoided them with small movements. He didn't rush.
He watched them carefully.
"Fast… but predictable," he mumbled as he easily dodged all the attacks.
The Armored Needles advanced next.
Their movements were slower but heavier.
One of them raised its arm—
SHHK—!
A thicker silver thread shot forward.
Alan stepped to the side and let it pass.
He moved closer.
"Let's test it."
He raised his hand.
A small burst of energy formed and shot forward.
Boom—!
It hit one of the Armored Needles directly.
The body shook, but it didn't fall.
Instead—
Crack—
The surface of its armor split, and a small amount of blood leaked out.
The moment the blood touched the ground—
Ssssss—
It burned slightly, melting part of the stone.
Alan watched it.
"…Just as I thought."
He stepped back slightly as more threads came toward him.
SHHK—! SHHK—!
He avoided them again, then moved in.
This time—
Faster.
He reached one of the undead and struck.
Boom—!
His attack hit its upper body and pushed it back.
He didn't stay close.
He immediately stepped away, avoiding the blood.
The undead steadied itself and attacked again.
Alan repeated the process.
Attack—
Move—
Avoid.
After a few exchanges, he understood their pattern.
"In the end they are just mindless undead."
He stepped forward again.
This time, his movement was cleaner.
He avoided the incoming threads and struck at their joints instead of the center.
Boom—! Crack—!
One of the Armored Needles lost balance.
He followed up immediately.
Boom—!
The body collapsed.
The others continued attacking, but their coordination didn't change.
Alan moved through them calmly, breaking them down one by one without touching the blood.
Within a short time—
The last one fell.
The corridor became quiet again.
Alan looked ahead.
"…That's it?"
He didn't stop.
He continued walking deeper into the dungeon.
Alan continued walking deeper into the dungeon.
More Silver Needle undead appeared along the way.
SHHK—! SHHK—!
Threads kept shooting toward him from different directions.
He avoided them without slowing down.
From time to time, Armored Needles appeared as well. Their numbers increased, but their patterns remained the same.
Alan didn't rush.
He moved steadily, breaking them down one by one.
Boom—! Crack—!
SHHK—!
Boom—!
The corridor slowly filled with broken bodies.
After some time, the enemies began to drop items.
Alan stopped briefly and looked at one of them.
A thin, shining thread.
[Silver Thread]
Attack Power: 100 ~ ????
Durability: 1,000/1,000
Fragments of silver armor that have been shaped in the blood vessels of the Armored Needles for many years.
Unlike ordinary silver thread that only has a thin coating of silver, this is made of pure silver. It also contains the powerful magic power of the Armored Needle.
Depending on the skill level of the user, it can be used in various ways due to its different forms.
It is classified as a secondary weapon.
Conditions of Use: Secondary Weapons Mastery Advanced Level 5, more than 2,000 dexterity.
If you have more than 2,000 dexterity, the silver thread can be shot quickly. If you have more than 2,500 dexterity, up to 5 strands can be twisted together to form shapes. If you have more than 3,000 dexterity, up to 10 strands can be twisted together. If you have more than 4,000 dexterity, control speed is doubled. More effects unlock as dexterity increases. Can also be used as crafting material with high-level blacksmithing.
Weight: 5
Alan looked at it for a moment.
"The minimum damage is low, but the upper limit is high," he said.
He remembered the fused attacks from earlier.
"They were combining multiple threads."
He picked up the item and stored it.
"Useful."
He continued moving forward.
More drops appeared as he cleared the dungeon step by step.
Alan didn't stop for long.
He collected what was worth keeping and ignored the rest.
As he went deeper—
The number of enemies increased.
But their level didn't change much.
Alan kept moving forward at the same pace.
After some time, he paused and looked ahead.
The corridor was getting wider.
"…Something bigger ahead."
He adjusted his stance slightly and walked forward.
Alan stepped into the wider area.
The space opened into a large chamber.
More Silver Needle undead were present, but they stayed back.
At the center—
A different one stood.
It was larger than the others.
Its body was thicker, and its silver armor was more complete.
It had four arms.
And two heads.
Each arm held multiple silver threads, moving slowly like they were alive.
[Red Elite Armored Needle]
Alan looked at it for a moment.
"…Stronger variant."
The creature moved first.
SHHHK—!
Multiple threads shot toward him at once.
Faster than before.
Alan stepped to the side and avoided them.
But more followed immediately.
SHHK—! SHHK—! SHHK—!
The attack pattern was denser.
"Higher output," he said.
He moved forward instead of backing away.
The threads tried to block his path—
He slipped through the gaps.
In the next second—
He reached close range.
Boom—!
His strike landed on its torso.
The body shook but didn't fall.
The armor held.
Crack—
Only a small fracture appeared.
The two heads turned toward him at the same time.
Then—
SHHHK—!
All four arms moved together.
A burst of threads shot out in a wide range.
Alan stepped back quickly.
The ground behind him was cut and burned by the threads.
"…Better coordination."
He adjusted his position.
Then moved again.
Faster.
He closed the distance once more.
This time—
He aimed for the joints.
Boom—! Crack—!
One of the arms bent slightly from the impact.
But the other three arms moved immediately.
SHHK—!
He stepped away again.
No unnecessary movements.
He watched its pattern for a few seconds.
"…It reacts faster, but still predictable."
He stepped forward again.
This time—
He changed his angle.
Boom—! Boom—!
Two quick strikes hit the same joint.
Crack—!
One arm broke off.
The creature didn't stop.
The remaining arms attacked again.
SHHK—!
Alan avoided and moved to the side.
Then—
Boom—!
Another strike.
Crack—!
A second arm broke.
The attacks slowed down.
Alan didn't stop.
He kept the same pace.
Attack—
Move—
Avoid.
After a few exchanges—
Boom—!
The main body cracked heavily.
The two heads trembled.
Then—
The body collapsed.
Silence returned to the chamber.
Alan stood still for a moment.
"…A bit stronger."
He looked at the remains.
Then stepped forward to check the drops.