I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

Inside the cavern full of lava, he saw a figure standing at the center, surrounded by an aura of dark energy. It was a necromancer, a powerful mage capable of controlling the undead. He was the source of the voice that had been haunting Fein's mind.

Without hesitation, Fein charged forward, his swords whirling around him. The necromancer raised his hand, and the undead creatures outside the cavern responded, charging toward Fein in a frenzy.

Fein deftly dodged the creatures, his swords flashing as he cut them down one by one. As he reached the necromancer, the mage unleashed a barrage of dark magic, trying to push Fein back.

Fein stood at the edge of the platform, sword domain activated, ready to face the necromancer. The undead creatures he had defeated earlier had led him to this point. The necromancer emerged from the shadows, his eyes glowing with malevolent energy.

"You've made it this far," the necromancer hissed. "But you won't survive my power."

Fein stood his ground, his swords multiplying to 500, their sharp edges glinting in the dim light of the dungeon. "I'm not here to die," he said calmly. "I'm here to end this."

With a flick of his wrist, Fein sent a wave of swords at the necromancer. The undead creatures charged forward, their claws and teeth bared. The necromancer raised his hands and summoned a wall of bone to shield himself. But Fein was ready for this.

"Teleport," Fein muttered, and in an instant, he appeared behind the necromancer. With a swift move, he slashed his swords, and the wall of bone shattered into pieces.

"You think you can defeat me with that trick?" the necromancer sneered.

Fein smiled. "I have more than just tricks up my sleeve."

He closed his eyes, and the air around him shimmered. When he opened his eyes again, he had transformed into a half-raven, half-vampire creature. His wings flapped, and he lifted off the ground, soaring towards the necromancer.

The necromancer raised his arms, and a swarm of undead creatures materialized from thin air. Fein met them head-on, his swords flashing as he slashed through them with ease.
"You're no match for me," Fein said as he landed on the ground. "Your power is weak."

The necromancer gritted his teeth. "I won't let you win," he snarled.

Fein charged forward, his swords held high. The necromancer summoned a bolt of dark energy and hurled it at Fein. Fein's wings shielded him, and he plunged his swords into the necromancer's chest.

"You've lost," Fein said as he withdrew his swords. "It's over."


The necromancer crumpled to the ground, defeated. Fein reverted to his human form and sheathed his swords.

"That was intense," Sofia said, stepping forward. "Are you okay?"

Fein smiled. "I'm fine. Let's keep moving. There might be traps ahead."

Fein's words left a heavy silence in the air. Voli, Aoi, and Sofia looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief and shock.

Just like that, the group continues their progress on the ninth floor. But Sofia noticed Fein's unnatural silence. So she asked Fein what's the matter and Fein talked about something that was bugging him to the group.

"What do you mean, Fein?" Aoi asked, breaking the silence. "The witches on the fifth floor were responsible for the necromancer's presence on the ninth floor? And they are planning something big?"

Fein nodded grimly. "Yes, I believe so. It's just speculation, but I've been gathering information about the witches for a while now as I need information for revenge, and there have been rumors that they are plotting something that could affect the entire continent. The necromancer's presence on the ninth floor could have been a part of their plan."

Sofia's eyes widened. "But what could they be planning? And why would they do such a thing?"

Fein sighed. "I don't know for sure. But I believe they have been gathering dark magic and ancient knowledge, and they might be attempting to summon an ancient evil that could destroy the continent. You know, the laughing phantoms are behind them, a bunch of chaotic criminals that would do anything to make things difficult"

Voli's growling interrupted Fein's words. "We can't let that happen! We have to stop them before it's too late!"

Aoi nodded. "We need to gather more information and plan our next move carefully. We can't underestimate the power of the witches on the fifteenth floor."

Sofia placed her hand on Fein's shoulder. "We have to stay strong and work together. We can stop them."

Fein smiled, feeling the warmth of his friends' support. "Yes, we will. And I won't let anything happen to any of you."

The group made a pact to gather more information and stop the witches' evil plan, no matter the cost.

Fein and his group had been through a lot in their journey so far, and they decided to take a well-deserved break on the ninth floor. They found a quiet spot near a lava pool and set up camp.

Aoi decided to make some tea, using the hot magma as a heat source. "Anyone want some tea?" she asked.

"I'll take some," Sofia said, stretching her legs out in front of her.

Fein pulled out some dried fruit from his backpack and offered it to Voli, who was resting beside him. "Want some, buddy?" he asked, holding out a piece of apple.

Voli sniffed the fruit and licked his chops before taking the apple from Fein's hand. He crunched on it contentedly while Fein leaned back against a nearby rock, enjoying the warmth of the magma on his skin.

"I can't believe we made it this far," Sofia said, sipping her tea. "I never thought I'd be able to survive on the witch base like this."

"It's not over yet," Aoi reminded them. "We still have to make it to the top."

Fein nodded. "But for now, we can enjoy a little rest and relaxation. It's nice to just sit back and take a breather. This place was really similar to a dungeon."

They chatted about their journey so far, sharing stories and jokes to lighten the mood. Even Voli seemed to be in a good mood, wagging his tail lazily and occasionally nuzzling Fein's hand.

As the sun began to set over the fiery landscape, they settled down for the night, feeling refreshed and ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.