B-Rank Dungeon

As Ares approached them, their whispers stopped as he looked around with a cold gaze. They stood stunned, the tension between them was heavy, their faces beginning to sweat under Ares' cold glare.

As Ares stood up to the side, Darius approached him. 'Don't mind them, kid. They're just always like that,' he said, patting his shoulder.

His cold glare softens, and his serious expression slowly returns to normal. Standing beside him, Darius introduces himself, 'I'm the leader of this raid, kid,' he says. 'If you plan to continue with us, then listen carefully to your teammates. Don't be slow,' Darius adds, his words carrying meaning.

"After that, all of them enter the portal, with Ares behind them, carrying their luggage. As they go, the chilly and soft surroundings become intense and heavier.

As they stood inside the dungeon, the support team immediately cast magic around them, and their stamina increased.

They raised their hands. 'Guardian's Wind,' they muttered as their hands glowed. Their agility increased by thirty percent, making it easier to dodge attacks, and their defense was boosted by twenty percent, reducing incoming physical and magical damage."

And the first wave they encounter is a level 10 Cerberus, a three-headed beast. Each of its heads snarls with ferocious intensity, and the creature's eyes blaze with a fiery yellow.

The party started to form, with the tank in the front, followed by the fighter and mage support. Meanwhile, Ares relaxed at the back, watching them without caring.

As Gideon formed with his shield, Darius quickly jumped out, raising his sword into the air. He flew toward the Cerberus' head and pierced one of its heads, delivering a strike to the second as well.

And the elara attacked the last head, exploding it with a powerful spell.

"Damn, this creature! If it's like this all the time, then we have nothing to worry about," Darius exclaimed, leisurely sheathing his sword.

The Cerberus reappeared again. This time, 15 of them emerged side by side. And Darius smirked, excitement building within him.

The pierce of battle started as they all began attacking. Elena cast her Arcane Overlord, channeling a huge amount of arcane energy into a single concentrated blast. The energy gathered in her wand and struck the body of the Cerberus.

Darius made a wide attack, gripping the bottom of his sword and swinging it around him. The heads of the Cerberus fell one by one.

As they were nearing the end of the fight, another monster appeared: a group of high-level red orcs. Their level exceeded theirs, with the orcs being level 20, and there were 18 of them.

"All of them swallowed their saliva, filled with doubt and fear, unsure if they would make it out alive this time.

Still behind them, Ares carried their luggage. Whenever a monster approached him, he killed it effortlessly.

Ares knew the party was reaching their limit, and it was only a matter of time before they ran out of stamina. 

As Ares stayed in the back, he secretly used his Void Manipulation to kill the remaining Cerberus. He crushed their bodies into the ground, and the party remained unaware of what was happening. The red orcs began to move, each of them carrying a spear with a sharpened, flame-enchanted tip, capable of piercing even the toughest armor.

The high red orcs are known for their natural toughness, enhanced by a thick, stone-like skin that makes them resistant to physical and even some magic attacks. While the high red orcs are slow, their powerful attacks are no joke—receiving one is deadly by the orc's strength.

Their swords are crossed, but they're overpowered by a red orc, and the tank is sent flying backward by the orc's strength.

'They're strong!' Gideon exclaimed, blood pouring from his mouth.

Soraka, one of the healers, quickly ran to him and cast her magic spells to tend to his wounds. 'Don't move, Don't talk' she said, her hand glowing as it coated with green magic. Pouring it over Gideon's wound.

The party started to falter. Darius began crumbling to his knees, and as they crossed paths with the red orcs, he felt the weight of strength of each of them.

The support team didn't know what to do, their heads fidgeting in confusion. They were completely useless, and Ares was the only one remaining. He set the luggage aside and walked toward them, it was time for him to show his skills.

In their current state, the party had lost all hope. Ares tightened his hand while glancing at them.

"Damn, this kid is useless," Darius thought, lying in his blood on the ground, his arm severed.

"Kid, run away! Don't go there!" Elena exclaimed.

The red orc took its chance, delivering a finishing smash toward Ares. In response, he threw his dagger, piercing the orc's eye, and used his void manipulation to control it, slashing its head off.

*SLASH!*

Ares eliminated the orcs using his steel dagger, his hands only moving to control the direction of each strike. The hunter party—Darius, Elena, and Gideon—watched in disbelief, their faces reflecting astonishment at what they were seeing.

Damn, this boy is not an E-rank. His skill is on another level; he can't even be compared to us. Is he B-rank? No, that's beyond it," Darius said. "Maybe he's a second awakener? Their minds were blown, filled with confusion, puzzling over everything.

Before Ares annihilated all the red orcs, he walked up to them, gazing down at their frightened faces. 'I'll help you here, but under one condition: don't say anything, don't demand anything, and don't get in my way. Lastly, no one will inform anyone about my true ability,' Ares exclaimed, They quickly nodded in agreement.

As Ares stood up, his sharp instincts told him that something was off in this dungeon.

He instantly killed the remaining orcs and pulled out a Vital Surge Elixir from the screen, handing it to them and immediately tell them to drink it. Their bodies glowed, their wounds healed, and they felt light once again.

They can't believe that Ares has a full recovery potion, and even though their support team cast their magic at a high level, it only healed 25%. Their minds are blown, leaving them speechless.