[VRMMO] Dead One

"…So…. Is that really the place?" – asked Rampage as the entire Purple Hyena stood in front of the massive gate made out of bones.

"Yea… That seems to be the only place with this kind of thing." – said LM.

"We searched different ends of the dungeon, reaching its walls…. But non had anything like a gate ever was found on the wall surface."

"This is the only thing that has it."

"Still, to think that this dungeon was just stretching in one direction…. How the hell none of noticed that?!" – asked annoyed Wretch.

"Well, considering how fucking big that place was and how buildings were restricting a view…. It would maybe somewhat explain in?" – said LM who was unsure of his statement.

"Either way, this is the only thing we had found, even after hours of searching this entire place."

"So even if it not the end point, there is no way it isn't something important."

"…"

"Giants. Open it up." – said ClownFrog, commanding his pair of giant skeleton constructs to grab onto the door and force it open.

However, right as the two giants opened up the door even just slightly, a dark mist suddenly burst out, alarming the players.

"…"

"I think this is just warning." – said Blueberry who checked her status and not seeing any form of negative status effects.

"But it does looks sinister as fuck, doesn't it?" – said Rampage as she stared at the path entrance, which was completely covered up by the black mist, not allowing anybody to see what was inside.

"Detection skills are not working whatsoever." – said ClownFrog.

"Same here. I see shit." – said LM as other players also tried using their detection skills, only to end up with similar results.

"….So…. That clearly smells like 'boss fight'…. Nah, it is straight up screaming it." – said Wretch.

"It does reminds me of that one game that-"

"Are we even legally allowed to say their name?" – asked Jet.

"Anyway, we finished up recovery and we are at full power."

"We also somewhat restored a bit of durability to our weapons, thanks to the Blueberry and others that had some blacksmithing skills."

"But the main problem is that we lost few guys and have barely any consumable items left."

"And if we add the fact that we had already spent hours on searching… There is good chance that Alamin may had already respawned alongside other bastards and are already heading here." – said ClownFrog.

"Good play here would be to just wait and kill them…. Then again, we don't know the respawn rate of the monsters nor we can expect these idiots to just ran here without plan."

"They may bring some new forces, which could possible include either rankers or the dragon king personal forces."

"There is also that kingdom right outside."

"…"

"In short, we are just going in, right?" – asked Blueberry.

"Pretty much." – said ClownFrog as the undeads took on their defensive position.

"Well then… Let's go." – said ClownFrog as undeads began entering the wall of black mist, disappearing out of everybody sight.

So far, nothing has happened after the undeads went in, which prompted the entire group to just try and enter the black mist.

"!?"

"The fuck?!" – shouted Blueberry as she stopped right in front of the black mist.

"?"

"What is it?" – asked alarmed Jet as the entire group stopped in tracks.

"No…. I just…. I can't enter!" – said Blueberry as she put her hand against the black mist.

"Same! The fuck is this!" – said Rampage who tried to go past the black mist, but failing.

"?"

"What are you talking about?" – asked Wretch who had already half of his body inside of the black mist.

"?!"

"Wait! You can go past this thing?!" – said surprised Rampage as Wretch walked out of the black mist.

"….Huh…" – Wretch extended his hand right into the black mist, submerging it in the darkness without any problem, while on the other hand Rampage nor Blueberry could do the same.

"The hell is going on here!?" – shouted Rampage, before moments later a system window popped up right in front of the players.

[Shadow Of Tomb is cast upon the passage way.]

[Only those who had rejected life and embraced the death.]

"…."

"Shit." – said Blueberry with worried expression.

"I think I know what this is."

"?"

"Wait, you do?" – asked Rampage.

"Yea…. The passage can only be passed by the members of specific race…."

"ClownFrog undeads and Wretch could only go through the mist…. That means only members of the undead race can push forward."

[ClownFrog – High Lich Dragonian] – [Undead/Dragon]

[Wretch – High Hell Death Knight / Forest High Orc] – [Undead/Demon]

"…"

"Oh, you got to be fucking kidding me." – said Rampage.

"Wait…. If that is the case…. Then…" – said Jet.

"Does that mean only Wretch and ClownFrog can even enter that place?"

"…"

"By the looks of things, yes." – said worried ClownFrog.

"…"

"Okay! Nope!" – said Rampage.

"We are not fucking doing this!"

"One thing if we all were to enter that fucking room, but only just you two?!"

"Yea! That is straight up just game over!"

"…"

"I got to agree on her on this one…." – said LM.

"if it just you two, then there is good chance you will easily fail."

"I suggest we give up."

"…"

"What do you think?" – asked ClownFrog as he turned Wretch.

"….Whatever the fuck you decide." – replied the orc.

"Well then, we go in." – said ClownFrog.

"?!"

"Hey! Didn't you heard?! Only-"

"Yea! I've fucking heard!" – said ClownFrog as Rampage was complaining.

"But considering the circumstances, do you really think we have any option?"

"Like said before, succeed or die trying."

"Let's go." – said ClownFrog before moments later he, Wretch and all undead monsters entered the black mist.

"….Can't see shit." – said Wretch as the group walked through the pure darkness.

"Well, we are walking on something, so that means there is some sort of path here." – said ClownFrog.

"Well, I at least would want see-"

Wretch took a single step forward, and right in the very next moment, the darkness instantly disappeared around him.

"!?"

"The hell?!" – said Wretch as he got ready to fight, before moments later ClownFrog also walked out of the black mist.

"…"

"Nothing…. I don't see anything." – said Wretch as he looked around, noting only extremely wide and long corridor stretching forward.

[Communication function has been restricted.]

"Welp, I guess we are cut off from the outside world. I can't even use [Chat] to communicate with anybody." – said ClownFrog.

"Still…. What the hell is this?"

"The entire dungeon had gloomy, nightmarish and all sort of negative kind of vibe and appearance."

"But this place?"

"Yea…. Weird." – said Wretch.

"Long white corridors with golden markings?"

"Is it somewhat related to that Great Death guy?"

"Well…. According to the stories, the Lich Lord was a pure white skeleton, with golden markings." – said ClownFrog.

"So maybe this corridor….Hm…"

"…"

"Don't let your guard down."

"Wasn't planning to." – replied Wretch, before moments later the army of undeads began walking forward, exploring the long passage way.

"…"

"Long…. And big…." – said ClownFrog.

"It wouldn't be surprised if there was some sort of massive fuckers waiting to confront us."

"Like dragons?" – asked Wretch.

"Possible." – said ClownFrog.

(Still, how long is this thing? We already been walking for good few minutes.) – thought ClownFrog as he looked around, trying to spot anything on the walls.

(….Nothing…. I guess they are just decorations?)

(Then again, my detection skill is detecting mana all around us.)

(Specifically on these golden marks…. Maybe they are the things that are blocking off a communication?)

"…"

(Nah. Destroying them could trigger something. It is for the best if we don't even try to do anything funny.)

"!"

"Hey! I see something!" – said Wretch as the small party instantly got ready to fight.

"…"

"Move." – said ClownFrog, commanding his skeleton soldiers to take on the frontline as the two players fallowed close behind.

The undeads marched forward…. And before long, the group found themselves in a massive room and spacious room, which was able to easily fit ClownFrog entire current army.

"…"

"Yea…. Boss time, isn't it?" – said Wretch as he clenched to his axes.

"Probably." – said ClownFrog as the two players looked around, spotting four figures, sitting on the thrones made out of bones.

"…"

"Probably these fuckers will start moving the moment we do something. It is clear as day." - said ClownFrog.

"….Em…. Boss?" – said Wretch.

"…What bad news?" – asked ClownFrog instantly.

"I don't see any path forward." – replied Wretch, who could not spot anywhere any form of exit out of the room, beside the passage they had just used.

But right after the entire army entered the room, a huge slap of rock fell down, sealing off the passage way.

"…"

"Oh great… This thing, eh?" – said ClownFrog before moments later columns of necrotic energy suddenly burst out from the four figures, alarming the duo of players.

"And these fuckers are really turning on!" – shouted Wretch as the four figures arose from their thrones and picked up their weapons.

"…"

"Welp."

"I guess it is obvious what we have to do." – said ClownFrog.

"Kill the fuckers in order to proceed further."

"Yea…. But I really doubt these fuckers will be easy opponents to deal with." – said Wretch.