Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 22: Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse (2)

The seventh and eighth floors were wide mountainous forests much larger than the sixth floor. Battle bears and Warring Mandrills that had sharp protruding claws and snake-like tails could be seen on these floors enticed by the elixir. The ninth floor was his current personal space.

After finishing his meal, he opened the [Main Menu} and tried his luck on [Gacha] again. These past few days he had dumped quite a few amounts of DP on it and the items he got were mostly [C] or [D] rank items.

He was hoping to draw something above [B] rank but the chances of them appearing is very low. Pressing on the 100,000 DP gacha he waited with bated breath for the result. After a while, the air around the ninth floor began to change, and a red magic circle with complicated patterns appeared above.

Thunder started spreading out of the edges of the circle this phenomenon lasted for a while before something came out of it.

It had four strong forelegs and two hind legs. Wide draconic wings were attached to its horse body, a mane of fire ran down till its spine. It had 3 pairs of pitch-black eyes and a red pupil in between. Two red horns that looked like antlers protruded from its head. The creature’s six hooves were on fire along with its crimson flaming tail. It was completely decked out in ancient battle armor giving a sturdy and indestructible aura.

Analysis displayed

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Race:- Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse

Rank- [B]

level- 1

Stats:-

Strength:- 3100

Agility:- 3000

Endurance:- 3000

Defense:-3100

Magic:- 3200

luck:- 3000

Skills:- High Speed Flight, Flame Magic Mastery, Dark Magic Mastery, Dark Magic Resistance, Detection, Super Agility, Super Strength, Super Defence, Super Endurance, Regeneration,

Inherent Skills:- Stampede, Hundred Mountains Charge, Bloodthorn

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Finally, the [Gacha] gave him something good.

A warhorse from the infernal abyss. Only the bravest of the soul can subdue and ride on it. Its charge makes even the monsters stronger than it to run in fear. The horns on top of their head are their sharpest weapon and can penetrate even the sturdiest armor. When on the battle the horns feed on their enemy’s blood strengthening themselves even further.

The analysis gave him detailed information on the warhorse. But even without looking at the information, Simon recognized it. That was because it was one of the popular steeds in one of the games developed by the company he worked for in his previous life. Because of its popularity, he thought of importing it into the game he was developing.

While Simon was looking at it in a daze, the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse raised its four powerful forelegs and thumped it into the ground. The ground trembled a little as the horse neighed. Its voice sounded more like a roar than a neigh.

He gave a fearless smile and approached it.

“It’s good to see you again Friend.” He said as he stroked its head. Three pairs of eyes looked at him but did not reject his approach. After a while, it bowed its head showing its subservience to him.

“Yeah let’s get along from now on.” He climbed on top of it and said.

Both of them flew out of the dungeon and soared high up into the sky. The Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse fully unfurled its majestic wings that were five-meter wide. A wild gust of wind was generated whenever it flapped its wings, its flight speed terrifying. It can cover kilometers of ground in few seconds

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