All seemed to be going well.Alfred knew that once Kalogorax exterminated Gary 12# the rest of the operatives would be a piece of cake for kalogorax.
The notifications of essence and miniscule amounts of mana being gained from the operatives was also a comfort.The new scion Blaunche was clearly pulling her weight.
The scent of blood,feces and sulfur permeated the air.The feces and sulfur mainly being the gorilla-bear wendigos.The sounds of battle continued but the tides of battle were slightly turning in Alfred's favour.
A figure and a corpse appeared in the centre of the battlefield.Alfred was overjoyed at first however that joy vanished when he saw who it was.Gary 12# stood triumphantly and put a hand to his luscious dark locks of hair.He possessed bruises,cuts and a black eye.
Kalogorax's corpse was desecrated with large cuts and a near broken mask.His body was dissipating but as it was doing so he muttered two words.
"I've failed."
As Kalogorax died a small scepter of sorts appeared on the ground.It was about 1 metre long and its width slightly varied but it was somewhat thick.It was black with purple stripes and the top ended in a medium sized ornate jester head.Crimson sigils decorated most of its appearance.
Gary 12# was flabbergasted by its appearance and a stray thought invaded his mind.
"Is this one of the dungeons of old?"
Gary 12# shook his head.That couldn't be.All the dungeons of old were destroyed in the crusades.Unless this particular dungeon was new but that should also be impossible.The creation method of dungeons was lost with time.
That being said it wasn't impossible that the sorcerer nobility rediscovered some lost parchments that spoke of the ritual.Gary 12# had to report this to the higher ups of the SMB.
Gary 12# grabbed the scepter and a flood of information entered his mind on how to use it.Its capabilities left him stunned.This was the equivalent of an incredible magical artefact that anyone could use.
Gary's next action shocked everyone including Alfred.He raised the scepter in the air.The fraction of a second he did that a magical energy erupted from it.Alfred didn't know if it was magical radiation or an EMP of sorts but it didn't have any negative effects on the operatives or their technology.
In fact the operatives were incased in a purple aura of sorts.This appeared to increase their fighting ability to an extent.It also made them jovial with laughter.The monsters were taken aback as they appeared to be somewhat weakened with the auras they had gained.Their senses also appeared to be distorted like they were drunk.
This changed the battle to a slaughter especially since Gary 12# had returned.His permeation katana cut through the remaining monsters like water at a speed not even the scions could properly react to.
Within seconds all of the monsters outside of Alfred's floors had fallen.Alfred didn't even recieve mana from the deaths of the monsters or operatives likely because the scepter took it all for itself.The scepter even seemed to become more powerful with each death as its range and effects appeared to increase in power.
Alfred could only watch on as Gary 12# had the operatives collect the loot dropped by the monsters.Alfred had made sure that all of his monsters dropped loot.Even Blaunche his newest monster could drop loot.
"How many were killed?." Asked Gary 12#
"32 out of 120 peon class operatives were killed with none of the 6 officer class operatives being killed."
"What did those monsters drop?"
"Those little green things appeared to drop their scales and claws which are alchemical ingredients.The strange robots dropped books with some incredibly useful knowledge.The cold humanoids appeared to drop rings that hide a person's temperature as well as weapons that inflict frost damage.The frost weapons aren't useful but the material their made out of is quite something.We can probably melt them down to obtain their metals and then create new lab grown metal mushroom from it in order to produce more of the material.The wendigo looking creatures dropped some sort of potions that make you temporarily disappear from this plain of existence as well as moose skulls that when worn cause great blood lust and cannabilistic tendencies in those that wear them.The massive crows dropped magical feathers that can be used for crafting and feathery bracelets that give the wearer the ability to fly.Overall the moose skulls are the only ones that are incredibly useless and pose great harm."
"What did the elite ones drop?."
"The bigger looking green thing dropped the same loot.The elite looking robot dropped another book with useful knowledge.The cold humanoid with horns dropped a set of armour that keeps your body cool in the highest of natural temperatures.The bigger looking wendigo dropped a moose skull that makes its wearer desire to start a cult and gifts them with dark knowledge every time they consume a sapient humanoid creature.The crow woman dropped an egg that will hatch into a subservient colossal dire crow that will be immortal as long as any of the people it has been bonded to remains alive."