Chapitre 94: The Ancient Tongues

And there it was, my informant… a large tortoise. 

"What do you mean by vessel?" I asked as I scanned the entire tortoise head, which was taller than the trees surrounding me. 

I was at the very corner of the cavern, where the boss of this seemingly infinite spawning dungeon lay peacefully, watching over his kin being slaughtered. 

[You have encountered The Boss of the Dungeon: Crystal Torterrous]

"You felt how hard it was to create that spear, right? Well, it is much easier to create an attachment to an already existing item, which you would call a vessel," The tortoise explained as I set my backpack down and quickly unzipped it. 

"I see… Well, why is it so much harder? Is it any different?" I asked while taking out a chocolate cake and then tossing it up into the air. 

CHOMP 

The tortoise snapped open its almost beak-shaped mouth and then snapped back down, devouring the tiny treat.