Chapter 20: DASHA: Gate 2
In thirty minutes, the next level of the Heavenly Games would open. The counter was ticking down by the minute. In the immediate vicinity, there were hundreds, possibly thousands of people.
'How is it going to open, I wonder,' Dasha thought. 'Azrael said you can still access previous gates via the map. So will the big gate here change? That has to be it.'
Reaching level 19 had been a hassle and he eagerly waited for the next gate to open to gain further XP. He couldn't see anyone's level in the White Abyss but during his excursions he caught the levels of dozens of players. Not a single one of them was close to him. Most lingered in the eight to eleven range. In terms of Prize Points, he had collected nearly a hundred-fifty thousand. He kept replaying the main objective over and over again. He didn't bother with unnecessary food or furniture. They were distractions. All he needed was his fists and his eventual acquisition of Járngreipr.
[ Attention players! Gate 2 will open in 25:00 minutes! Please head over to the Heavenly Tower if you wish to participate as soon as possible! ]
Dasha waved off the warning. He was here and he was waiting. Crossing his arms, scowling, and then softly inhaled.
Beside him, two tall blondes were feverishly discussing rumours. Rumours that Dasha had heard in passing while trudging through the bazaar. He didn't want to listen in but he had no choice due to his proximity.
"Did you hear? Someone beat the boss by themselves!"
"The Slime Queen? Dude, that's insane! I ran away from that thing as soon as it destroyed my sword! Like seriously, screw that!"
"No, not the Slime Queen, she's the mini boss. I'm talking about the Slime King, the big boss. He was defeated by one dude."
"One dude!?"
"One dude."