I Reincarnated As A Minotaur In A Dungeon

Seeing the spinning roulette getting slower and slower, the minotaur sensed that his heart was about to stop too. He had acted so instinctively to press the button that he suspected that the human who had merged with his soul probably had problems with games in his past life and could not help but regret that he had chosen to deposit all the points won with so many difficulties in a simple game of chance.

As the minotaur tortured at the thought of the worst results he could get, such as winning a staff from a Globin, the dirty u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r of a giant or a novel with a huge cliff at each chapter, the roulette finally stopped completely spinning and stopped at only one ? which soon began to glow intensely before revealing only one line of words:

「Bloodline: King of the Minotaurs.」

The moment he read those words, the minotaur almost felt like jumping for joy and running around the room like a child. Among all the minotaur bloodlines, none were as valuable or as honorable as the Minotaur's King.

The King of the Minotaurs had been the first of the species to unite all the minotaur in a single flag, it was said that his strength far surpassed all others and he alone was able to destroy a mountain with a punch and resist the fury of the heavens with the body itself. He was the apex of the strength and pride of all the minotaurs of the world.

And as he lost herself in his joy and her whole body trembled with excitement, then an even more shocking announcement ringed in his ears, making him completely rooted in his place and asking If all this was a dream.

「Degree of purity of lineage: 90%」

One important thing about lineages is that there were different levels of purity between them, and the purer the lineage, the more abilities, and the more powerful the monster that received it would become, thus reaching as high or even greater heights. than its predecessor.

At the moment the ad sounded, a light came out of each of the stones and walls of the room and wrapped the minotaur completely in it, leaving it again inside a cocoon of light as it began to transform the minotaur into something bigger than it was, evolving not only his soul and body, but his own essence.

A few hours later the light that illuminated the whole room disappeared and the cocoon that surrounded the minotaur disappeared into small particles of light, leaving him completely n.a.k.e.d again. This time the only change in the minotaur was that his muscles had diminished, becoming denser than large, and his horns increased in size, becoming twice as large as before, and several times more resilient. Probably even if the minotaur let a sword collide with a thousand times against its horns, they would not suffer a scratch.

Staring at the changes he had undergone and feeling the strength his body now possessed, the minotaur could no longer bear all the excitement he felt inside himself and tipping his head back he began to laugh almost hysterically, his laughter resonating the whole room.

"I am now worthy of a name." Finally stopping to laugh the minotaur simply murmured such words with a smile. In his race it was a custom that a name would only be given to one of the members of the race by surviving a great battle, achieving a great achievement, or being honored with great power. And nothing could be more grand and honored than gaining the purest lineage of the King of the Minotaurs.

Stopping for a few moments to think, a list of names began to form in the mind of the minotaur as he tried to choose one that was dignified enough for him.

And then, as if it had been illuminated in a great DAO, a huge smile played on the lips of the minotaur before uttering a single name.

"As of today my name is Astherios! "Thanks to the memories he inherited from the human soul, the minotaur had chosen the mythological name of the minotaur from the Greek maze, but if the minotaur (Now called Astherios) was sincere, the main reason he chose the name was thanks to a certain anime with the same name that had been summoned to a certain dispute by a famous and powerful chalice.

Now that Astherios had finally chosen his own name, he knew it was time to see what changes this great stroke of luck had brought to his status and what abilities he had inherited from the mighty and only King of the Minotaurs.

"Status"

Name: Astherios

Race: Berseker Minotaur

Title: Survivor, Descendant of the King Minotaur.

Job: None

Level 6

Attributes:

Vitality: 1000

Mana: 1000

Strength: 1000

Agility: 1000

Stamina: 1000

Intelligence: 20

Passive skills:

Superhuman Strength: Level 5

Quick Heal: Level 8

Physical Resistance: Level 6

Magic Resistance: Level 3

Berserk Mode: Level 1

Night Vision: Level 1

Sealed

Sealed

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Active Skills:

Roar: Level 3

Taurus Charge: Level 3

Sealed

Sealed

Sealed

Sealed

Sealed

Sealed.

Se....

Looking at the status value that appeared before him, Astherios almost bowed to thank the great King Minotaur for his blessings, not only had his status multiplied, but many of his abilities had leveled!

You had to know that in this world skills did not go up in level just because you had become a higher level, the fact was that if you did not train your skills, no matter how high your level, The skills would always remain at level 1. So if someone wanted to train the regeneration or healing ability, that person constantly had to suffer injuries and use the ability to raise the level.

One reason the young blonde had not died even though he was constantly tortured and bleeding, contrary to what the adventurer imagined, it was not only because the dungeon himself was healing him, but because his own ability was being used and leveling slowly.

"Wait .... What is this? "Out of his stupor by the sudden surge of all his abilities, the minotaur finally noticed two extremely important points that were showing in his status: The sealed skills and his race.

Sealed abilities were not very important to the minotaur, after all it was not as if all of the King Minotaur's abilities had become his own because he inherited his lineage, some they needed him to have enough strength, mana or even a high enough level.

But for any monster, the change of race was extremely important. Because unlike human beings and other races like Elves and Dwarves, monsters rarely developed Jobs, in fact, only extremely strong monsters found in special rooms acquired second jobs as summoners, magicians, priests, and so on. That's because when a monster evolved, it did not choose what it would become and what work it would have, you did not become a warrior of your race ... You were born or evolved into one.