Chapter 18: I’m Now A Vampire
The new rhythm of the dungeon was a beautiful thing to behold.
Every six hours, a party of students would brave the first floor, providing a steady drip of low-level experience.
Every day or so, a more ambitious party of "pro" heroes, inspired by Zephariel’s famous HeroGram post, would descend to the second floor to test their mettle against Ragnar’s growing population of Orcs and elite kobolds.
The losses were heavier, but the experience flowed in thick, satisfying waves.
Ragnar Vhagar, Demon King and CEO of a vertically integrated murder-for-profit enterprise, sat on his throne, watching the notifications on his phone.
[You have defeated a D-Rank Hero! +150 Experience Points!]
[You have defeated a D-Rank Hero! +145 Experience Points!]
[Your subordinate ’Smashy 2.0’ has been defeated.]
"A worthy sacrifice, Smashy 2.0," Ragnar said solemnly. "Your contribution to my inevitable world domination is noted and appreciated."
Gary the kobold, who was sitting at the foot of the throne, barked in agreement.
The constant stream of victories had been adding up. He was close. So very close.