I created my own system

The news of a Zenith grade dungeon spread across the continent causing a stir that attracted so much attention. Rumours circulated so fast that even the emperor had no choice but to make a move.

Artifacts are not the only thing a dungeon can have, it also has a rare type of mana stones and crystals. Anyone who can mine them will accumulate excessive wealth. However, the emperor had no interest in fighting over the treasures inside. The reason he assembled his soldiers was to make sure no big fights would happen.

Opposite to the ruler's decision his child Titus plans to venture into the dungeon with his trusted people. Although the imperial family has plenty of powerful weapons it won't be in his hands until he is crowned. So to gain more power and stabilize his firm hold towards the crown prince position, it is essential to strengthen his tools, an artifact could definitely assist him.

Back to the current situation the kingdom of Murdo was flooded with people although its initial number would have been larger if it weren't for a certain someone.

In the midst of this situation, a decree was given by the emperor. First, there shouldn't be any fights between the parties of dungeon raiders, and only a select few could access the dungeon. Everyone must obey this.

One of the individuals who was selected was a man with white hair and grey eyes, and his body was covered with a black robe. On his hand was an old wooden staff that had an orb at its tip. This man looked ordinary causing some to question why he was selected.

He was also very calm despite many threatening glances that came his way because that man knew all they could do was stare.

It was all due to the emperor's command, it was absolute and if they wished to disobey it, the soldiers of the imperial house would be their first opponent, which wouldn't be easy.

"Next!" ordered the soldier in front while handling a hammer towards the man who presented himself.

"If you wish to enter the dungeon you must first prove your capacity to survive there. Hit the maker on that pillar if your score reaches 500, you will enter"

While this transpired the white-haired man walked around the site and remained scanning each person that entered. As he did so a specific energy made him return his attention towards the soldier who was doing the test.

"Hmmm," he became amused while the cloaked man took the hammer and smashed the marker on the said pillar. A score of 1000 emerged making everyone impressed with what he achieved. However, there is one who didn't share the same sentiment as them.

It was the man with the white pure hair, he merely stood where he was while his eyes glistered with murderous intent.

"Finally found one" he only said before blending through the crowd.

The selection took an entire day and finally, a group was assembled with each having the capacity to fight against ranked Celestial. And so with the army's urging the raid has finally started. The crowd was divided into two, the smaller one was going inside the dungeon while the larger one remained outside.

A thirty-member party was hastily created based on strength alone, and it was obvious that since they all barely met, trust and unity were nowhere to be seen. It was as if they were merely formed to fail, however, the soldiers knew that experience would guide them together though some lives might end up getting sacrificed.

The party quietly went inside the dungeon and what welcomed them was a place with glittering mana stones and crystals on its ceiling and floor. It was a delightful sight however right in the middle of the ground is a hole with countless circular scars.

And so the perilous journey inside the dungeon began with a beast immediately attacking them as soon as they arrived.

Swords were drawn while spells were cast with thirty Celestial-rank people the tide of monsters was easily eliminated.

Everyone felt confident even when there was barely any teamwork it was still a swift victory however their strong belief was soon shaken when a humanoid dragon emerged. This said beast has a thick armour-like scale, sharp claws and two large wings. The only difference it has with regular dragons is its stature resembling a well-built man.

The party felt nervous not only because of the overwhelming numbers, but also the presence of these monsters which were the same ones as the Goliath Black scale dragon.

In that moment no one dared to move not even to speak. Monsters and humans began observing each other as if they were studying newly arrived visitors. Seconds pass and still no one dares to break the ice, not until a silent spell envelopes the enemies.

Everyone was shaken because none of them were able to feel it. High-level spells tend to create a domain that will affect the surrounding mana, however not even the dungeon beast that is supposedly the most sensitive when it comes to mana was able to sense it.

"Wind Element, Tempester"

A green magic circle summon a great hail of storm however it didn't end there. Another layer of magic merges right on top of the previous one before spinning in great brilliance.

"Tempester Sixfold"

Said the man who cast the spell and another layer of magic circle merged with the previous one. As it happens the intensity of the spell was multiplied several times resulting in the ground and ceiling being drilled. Debris began to fly while blood showered down as if a typhoon arrived. Even the mana stones and crystals that are very hard to mine were flying everywhere due to the spell's power.

Despite this, the spell did not seize instead it intensified causing the party to fall back and erect a shield to protect themselves.

The caster of the current disaster lets his white hair be tainted with blood while his black cloak faces the debris that continues to hit.

"ROAR!"

A loud roar was heard and the colossal wave of air began to tremble as if it was on the verge of destruction. Then another roar hit the caster making him take a step back. However, instead of dispersing the spell, he put more power into it.

"Tempester Reverse, Tenfold"

Another circle was drawn and immediately merged into the old one. Then the direction in which the wind moved began to change while another layer of air moved and created a different circulation direction.

The roar was nowhere to be heard instead an enormous amount of energy began to spread as if it split the tornado into two.

The caster remains calm and not a hint of panic can be seen on his face. His hand remains in the air trying to prevent the spell from disappearing.

Then another wave of energy was released though this time it turned into a ball of flame that flew towards the individual who caused this calamity.

A banging sound was heard because a barrier had blocked the enormous ball of fire. So to answer that attack was another layer of magic circle.

"Just when will this end!" shouted one of the wizards inside the party.

"How about you help that mage then!" someone sarcastically replied shutting the wizard who just spoke.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

They knew that they wouldn't be able to help out because the swarm of humanoid dragons was beyond their reach. And even though they are ranked as Celestial they only barely made it inside the rank.

"Tempester, Increase"

While the party argues about who needs to assist the wizard, the caster has made another modification to his spell. Continue your adventure at empire

The rotational force of the twister began to increase and this stirred the dungeon to the extent that its walls and ceiling were reduced to debris.

"At this rate, that wizard may poke a hole in the dungeon's walls" someone commented though before his words even came true the spell suddenly stopped.

For a few seconds, the party didn't know if the spell was destroyed or the caster succeeded. So slowly they put down the barrier and cautiously waited until the cloud of smoke was cleared. And there among the bloody mess and scattered pieces of bodies a single silhouette was standing still. A man whose hair has been dyed red and his cloak chipped and holed due to the flying stones a while ago.

Then with his grey dull eyes, the man spoke calmly.

"Pick up anything worth it then let's get going"

His voice which was clear and had no signs of any emotion made everyone's mind clear.

And so with the caster's command, everyone began searching for spoils.

"You are good, my name is Sato if it's okay may I ask for your name" The one who just spoke was the same man who got 1000. So in response to his questions, the white-haired man answered.

"My name is Sun"

Finally, the face devoid of any expression finally made a reaction. A smirk emerges from his lips while extending his hand.

"I hope we get along Mr Sato"