The "Magic Marker" on the twentieth floor of the Dungeon was a Giant Bear statue, faintly emanating a ferocious aura.
Dark took out his "Magic Needle" to record its magic power, then began summoning Magic Spirits.
—First, "Virizion"!
As a nine-star Magic Spirit, "Virizion" was of a suitable size to ride, incredibly fast, and possessed an Ultimate Move like "Quick Guard," which allowed it to instantly arrive and protect its allies.
It was an indispensable core of any expedition.
"In the name of Dark Dimon, Tribute Summon—"Virizion"!" As his research deepened, the number of unintelligent Magic Spirit Cards in Dark's possession that could be used for Tribute Summons had steadily increased.
He selected several cards to complete the tribute, then said to the summoned "Virizion," "I'll be counting on you next."
"Virizion" raised its head and nodded slightly. "Wari wari." Dark flipped open the "Magitech Scribe," gave it a glance, and said, "Then let's enter the twentieth floor first and get a sense of its ecology."
Below the tenth floor of the Dungeon, the floors were no longer simple labyrinths.
Every floor possessed a unique environment, like a small world existing independently within it.
Based on a Dungeon floor's ecosystem, one could infer what kinds of magical creatures might be found there.
Dark swung himself onto "Virizion," squeezed his legs, and "Virizion" abruptly broke into a run.
It was truly as swift as the wind, and unbelievably agile. No matter how winding the terrain, it could move through it with ease.
Before long, Dark had left the safe zone and entered the small world of the twentieth floor.
What greeted his eyes in that instant was a tropical jungle exuding a primordial air.
The temperature around him soared in an instant, and even the wind blowing toward him had become