[CH200+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 322

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[Level Up] x48

[Addition New Stat Points] +377 Mental Strength

[New Skill] Craftsmanship [Mythic Grade]

[Red Hydra's Aura Detected: Bond Success]

[Accelerated Hibernation: 56%]

[Accelerated Hibernation: 89%]

[Accelerated Hibernation: Success]

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I open my eyes to see over half a dozen blue notifications covering my vision.

The sun is bright, making me squint my eyes as a cool breeze passes through my hair. I'm lying flat on my back, but when I try to sit up a dizzy, lightheaded feeling takes over before I rest my head back down onto a glossy cool surface.

White clouds pass by on my sides, and the sound of two massive wings flapping are the only things that my senses pick up.

In my mind, it feels like only a moment ago I defeated the Sector 2 leader, but to my body, it feels as if I haven't taken in sufficient nutrients or even moved a muscle in weeks. My bones ache, my mouth is dry, and my head is pounding.

I need to get back to my teammates. I'm sure I defeated the immediate threat, but it's unclear how much time has passed and what happened afterward.

Still, I can't let these notifications pass me by without taking a look... I finally got a crafting skill, on top of that it's a very high grade. Even in a dazed state, I know a Mythic Grade skill is something I've only seen on one other status before; Ember's.

At the thought, another realization hits me like a brick wall as I open up my telepathy skill.

"Ember! I'm awake. The Hibernation process is over!"

There's an instant response, and the slow rhythmic flapping of the wings on both sides of me starts to speed up.

"You're finally awake, Master. This is great to hear. It seems we've leveled up quite a bit too. You've been busy in that second body."

There's a small pause, then I respond.

"How long was I out for? I got a notification the process ended early, but I'm not sure how early."

At this, the throbbing sound of my own heartbeat in my temples only gets worse. I reach into my item storage and pull out leftover water and food from our travels through the desert. As I eat and drink while using self-regeneration, all of the aches and pains go away, but I'm still a bit disoriented. Ember responds.

"I'm unsure too. At least a week, two at most. Up in the skies, with only an unmoving artificial dungeon sun, it's difficult to tell the exact time."

"Understood."

I take another minute to gather my thoughts.

It may have been weeks to Ember since I last left him to calmly roam the skies in this dungeon, but it's only been mere minutes in my perception since I just finished up one of the most intense battles of my life.

"Let's head to the dungeon exit, slowly. I need some time to think."

He turns his body, gliding down. The wind in my face slightly picks up, but it feels good.

The calm and nonchalant attitude of Ember is always nice, but sometimes he could be perceived as a bit too calm or uninvested in situations. However, I like it this way. As long as I'm alive and we're getting stronger he's happy to not ask questions. The simplicity of our relationship is comforting.