Lith’s predecessors hadn’t left all that goodies out of the goodness of their hearts. Finding something valuable inside Huryole required luck, plus one had to fight not only against powerful monsters, but also against time.
The lost city was a living labyrinth that would periodically rearrange itself, making any old map useless. To make matters worse, its walls couldn’t be affected by earth magic, dimensional magic was sealed, and destroying the walls to make haste only made the cursed item that ruled Huryole angry.
Normally, the problem with the inhabitants of a lost city was that they would grow in power and numbers over time. It was a Ranger’s duty to cull them and reset their power before they became too strong.
In Huryole’s case, however, the number of creatures that spawned and their power was fixed. Even the monsters had a hard time finding their way out of the city and Lith only had to kill those who managed to reach the external barrier before they could breach it.
From the outside, the lost city looked like a giant stone dome. The only entrances were located at the ground level and breaking the dome would make the cursed object who ’protected’ the city turn the whole Huryole into a rampaging golem.
Flight was useless as well, making many wonder what lay at the center of the city and for what purpose it had been built. Lith couldn’t stop thinking how odd it was that Rangers were allowed to take for themselves whatever they recovered from it.
Huryole was also nicknamed "The Cursed Training Ground".
Lith used his badge to bypass the magical barrier isolating the city and checked the reset counter. The labyrinth would randomize itself at fixed intervals, so he had to make sure that it wouldn’t happen any soon.
Otherwise, if a combat lasted for too long or if he managed to get deep into Huryole, Lith would risk becoming trapped inside the city. According to the counter, the next reset was in half a day, so Lith went directly inside.
’I swear, this place is oddly familiar. The rooms are always different, but the vibe here is something I already experienced somewhere else.’ Lith thought while crossing a small courtyard, where several training dummies and weapons were orderly lined up.
A quick check with Life Vision confirmed to him that there was nothing valuable. The only magical aura in the room belonged to the walls encasing the courtyard. Solus used her spirit magic to pick up the weapons and use them to strike down the dummies.
"Why did you do that?" Lith asked as the last strawman was cut into half.
’Cursed training ground, training dummies, I thought maybe there was a reward for clearing the task.’ She replied.
"Yeah, if this was a video game, you might be right. Real life is a bit different, though. No one rewards you for completing menial tasks." Lith’s voice oozed with sarcasm.
The following room looked like a warehouse of some kind. Wooden cupboards and shelves where lined against the wall, while multiple vases filled with food lay around, enchanted with an unknown spell that prevented it from rotting.
’Jackpot!’ Lith thought. ’I’ve never seen this kind of pseudo core before. I wonder if I’m the first to...’ A quick use of Invigoration made him lose interest.
’Damn, the pseudo core it’s too complex compared to a dimensional item. This thing is worthless to me.’ Lith still copied it down to the smallest detail, just to be safe.
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