Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Chapter 145 - Monke MOBA (First Match - Jungle Camps)

Separating from the rest of the group, I headed into the Jungle, as what my MOBA gaming instincts decided to call the off-lane area.

00:23

00:24

00:25

Looking at the time, I realized that it was now counting up instead of down, but even with the time now counting up, I still couldn't see any type of neutral monsters.

'Perhaps it's like a mix of that one MOBA that's too E-rated, they even tried taking off all-chat, and the other MOBA where toxicity is your friend?' I mused as I recalled the mechanics of the two similar, but different MOBAS. Namely, how the neutral monsters spawn the moment the timer hits 1:30, with some other monsters being delayed, while the other MOBA had neutral monsters spawned every minute after the first.

"Hey, guys, there's still no Mons' wave?" My question went unanswered for a few seconds before Catalina decided to throw me a bone.

"None as of yet." Her voice was as clear as a crystal ocean through the transceiver. "I'm currently staying next to the Bartizan in my lane.. The thing's huge."

"Heh, over-compensation, maybe?" Typhial, who was silent for the majority of our time here, replied back. Her snarky voice makes it seem like she's taunting the God(s) who organized this event.

"Typhial, hush now." This time, it was Oshurkova to speak through the transceiver, even if it wasn't needed since the two of them were right next to each other. "You wouldn't want to get on the bad side of the Gods, now would you?"

I couldn't see it, but I can clearly picture in my mind Typhial paling as white as a sheet as she repeatedly smacked her head for even saying those blasphemous words.

Not that I think Chythos would even care, but hey, what they don't know won't hurt them…

Probably…

"Well then, let's just wait for the Mons to spawn. Until then, stay frosty." I said with my voice grim at the recollection of the games I played where we were invaded by the entire enemy team at the start of the game. "Getting caught off guard isn't a pleasant thing."

The transceiver went dead as the group went radio silent, presumably raising their guards in case something approached them with the intent to harm.

1:27

1:28

1:29

1:30

It wasn't until the timer struck 1:30 that I heard some rustling in the bushes within the Jungle. Not a moment later, a huge, motherfucking T-rex showed up, its jaws hungry and its eyes deadly.

'… Is this seriously one of the monsters in the Jungle?' I voiced out in my mind, my body currently experiencing shock at the sudden giant towering over my body. The T-rex noticed me and let out a roar, it's ear-piercing shriek knocking off my stunned state. "Ah shit…"

I quickly dodged to the side, where a giant closed maw was right at the spot where I was a moment ago. I looked at its eyes, glaring daggers at me like I was some kind of lunch.

"… Good dino?"

The T-rex lunged at me once more, grasping nothing but air as I dodged once more. Quickly accessing my inventory, I brought out my Monke Staff and, not wasting a moment, enlarged it the exact second I grasped it in my hands.

The Monke Staff now at its largest, being a 5-meter-long and 3-meter-thick stick made of some kind of rock or stone that is, presumably, indestructible. I swung it at the T-rex, who was trying to recover from its earlier lunge.

The staff met its mark, the T-rex uttering a guttural growl as it felt its jaw clamp and smash into the ground. Dust kicked up in the air as the body of the huge T-rex collapsed onto the ground, stunned from the bashing my staff gave its head.

Not relenting, I raised my Monke Staff back into the air, before coating it in electricity, my MP storage decreasing ever so slightly since it wasn't that huge of an enchantment. Just enough to give a tiny shock.

And by tiny shock, I meant 100,000 volts.

The staff collided with the head of the downed, gigantic lizard, and it didn't even utter a screech before its untimely demise.

Resources + 100

So, this big lizard gives 100 points. Okay, that is a decent amount of points taken in just a few seconds. Looking at the corpse, I saw it dissolve into ash as its corpse sank into the ground. The only indication it was ever alive was the sizeable crater where its head once lay.

"… Oh well, time to move onto the next one…"

I moved to the next area within the Jungle, this time spotting a group of wild wolves, numbering twelve, all resting within an alcove on a giant boulder. Gaining an idea, I formed a giant fireball, which the wolves noticed due to their sense of smell, and launched it towards the group of resting wolves.

It didn't matter that they noticed the fire; the ball of flames was just too fast to escape, and once the flames made contact with the ground in their alcove, the area burst into a giant inferno.

Dying screeches of wolves littered the area as my inner pyromaniac burst into glee at the sight of burning wolf corpses.

Resources + 100

PETA, don't arrest me. You aren't even real in this world.

'From what I can gather, each camp gives me 100 points, so to take an upgrade, I would need to take 5 camps. Alright, not that bad. I just need to increase my clear time, and we're Gucci.'

Moving onto the next camp, as dictated in the map that was shown to us before in the hall, I cleared that camp as well.

The monsters in the camp weren't any more terrifying than the group of wolves. What I did see just made me shake my head in disappointment.

'A group of golems… Oh well, at least they'll be easy to destroy.'

It didn't even take a few seconds to destroy them. Just chuck a giant ball of flames at them and watch the explosion with a grin on your face.

'Okay, if I recall correctly, there were three camps on each Jungle quadrant, making it a total of twelve Jungle camps. A Jungle quadrant is separated by either the mid lane, or a river. In the river, there is a unique Jungle camp which will require help from the team to take down, if those alcoves seen on the map were any indication.'

I looked at the wide road ahead of me, and decided to traverse it, going into the bottom side of our Jungle quadrant. I also found out the appearance of our Mons, since I was lucky enough to see them ride into battle forming a single line.

"They look like wooden soldier puppets…" I remarked out loud as I observed the parade of puppets moving into the center of the map. Ignoring them for the moment in favor of taking more Jungle camps, I made my way to the bottom Jungle and quickly cleared out all three camps that were near identical to the other side of the Jungle.

Resources + 300

2:54

2:55

2:56

Checking the time, I thought it was time I ganked the lanes to gain some more points from knocking some Dungeon Masters unconscious. Killing is possible, I'll admit that, but nobody here would like to kill a fellow Dungeon Master who had ties to possibly stronger Dungeon Masters.

Also, an unwritten rule during these events. You don't want to die? Then don't start a fight to the death.

If you follow that rule, then the Dungeon Master you're probably fighting with will just knock you out and disqualify you from the Dungeon Games. Luckily for me, the first Dungeon Master I killed as a lone wolf, and the second one, I redeemed myself in front of their leader.

Moving into the river, I notice a Dungeon Master not from our team looking around with a determined gaze on his face. Looking closer, I could tell that his species was that of a Dragonewt.

He noticed me, and without hesitation, threw his giant lance at me, intending to skewer me in the middle. Not taking any chances, I dodged to the side, only to realize that he was now right beside his lance that he threw.

Quickly bringing my Monke Staff to my front, I blocked a sudden swipe from the Dragonewt and was sent flying to the wall.

'Ouch… That's gonna leave a mark…' I grunted in pain as I groggily pulled myself out of the crater I found myself in, only to immediately see the giant lance heading towards me with extreme speed. 'Ah shi-'

I wasn't able to finish my thoughts before I felt the lance pierce my stomach, blood trickling out of the wound, but would undoubtedly gush out if the lance was pulled out.

I gritted my teeth, pain the likes of which I had never experienced in my life assaulting every nerve in my body. It was one thing to have a halberd stuck in your arm, it was another to have a giant lance pierce your entire belly.

HP: 4,562 / 7,330

'Fuck… This… Shit…' I closed my eyes and let out a roar as I tried to pull out the lance from my gut, only to have my vision shift into darkness when I felt a blunt thing strike my cheek.

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