Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 896- This is my dungeon... (1)

One of the powerful large AOE advanced magic of the fire attribute, the [Sweltering Downfall] was one of the trump cards of Gil-Garna. If used in the outside world, it had enough power to completely raze a moderately large city to the ground.

"It is no wonder that beings above level 700 are classified as Catastrophe by the Adventurer's guild. I mean if you can use magic like that, you deserve the monicker" Simon muttered to himself as he saw the magic take shape.

To be honest, he was a little jealous when he saw such a cool and powerful magic conjured by the ogre king. The both of them practised infernal magic and had sufficient level of accomplishment in it.

However, due to his level and other restrictions, the magic that he cast although could be considered calamitous, had yet to reach the size and scope of catastrophic.

Simon saw the sweltering mass of flames rain down; however, this wasn't the only attack he had his eyes on.

A large image of a white rhino that was more than fifty meters tall and had a long piercing horn, formed behind the rhino king. The image of the beast that formed gave off an awe inspiring and suffocating pressure.

 Lke an ancient beast that had been awakened from its long slumber. The moment the image formed, the aura of the rhino king completely changed.

The surrounding terraquake rhino clan in the distance all had reverend and fearful looks in their eyes as they saw that pure white rhino.

"[Indestructible Ivory Horn]" Saying that, the rhino king took a step forward.

At that instant, the huge image disappeared more precisely it was absorbed into the horn above the rhino king's helmet turning completely Ivory.

"What?!!" Simon who was observing the change was taken aback. It was not because of the beast that gave off an ancient and heavy pressure but to due to the drastic change in speed and strength of the rhino king after that happened.

The moment the latter took a step it was as if they disappeared from his line of sight. They were so fast that even with his improved reaction speed and powerful body of a Demon Marquess he was unable to spot the rhino king.

That said, it was only with his eyes that he couldn't see his opponent. And so, he closed his eyes and spread his senses as far as he could. His consciousness dispersed and within a second he had reached a transcendent state of sort.

Northwestern corner… he sensed a figure coming at an extreme speed from that direction.

 A large AOE Infernal magic from above and a lethal horn charge from behind, even if Simon wanted to he could not press any longer and had to get away from the Snake king.

That said, could he get away?

BOOOM… BOOOM… BOOOM… as if fireworks had gone off deafening sounds continuously reverberated all across the floor.

Mountains and lands trembled, forests collapsed and new topography was formed. All from the attacks of just two beings.

Battles were breaking out everywhere however, if one looked carefully they would be able to see that all eyes whether natives or invaders, were glued towards the central region of the floor where the fight between the three kings and the master of the dungeon, the Demon of the East was taking place.

Their battles were important but the one that would ultimately decide their fate was nonetheless the battlefield where their kings were.

BANG… like a shooting star, an ivory light crashed next to Gil-Garna from the volley of fire. The shooting star was none other than Yverza whose armour had turned completely white at some unknown point in time. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"You bastard were you trying to kill me in that aftermath too weren't you?" he glared hatefully towards the ogre who cast that powerful wide area magic.

Even he who took pride in his impenetrable defence, had to activate a higher level of skill to keep himself safe from the magic. That itself goes to show how powerful the magic, no the caster Gil-Garna was.

"Aren't you safe and sound? It's impressive"…

"It's because…" Yverza did not say any further and clicked his tongue, shifting his attention away.

However, Gil-Garna didn't miss the underlying connotation. His eyes observed the mysterious change of the Ivory Terraquake Rhino, the endogenous armour which was pure white moments ago, returning back to its usual dull dark colour.

That sort of defence has to be some kind of hidden trump card of his. Anyways, stripping his attention away from the Yverza's armour, Gil-Garna questioned.

"Did your previous attack connect?".

Due to the large area magic which was falling like a storm in the distance, he was unable to see what happened to the demon who took his attack.

"Yeah, my attack connected I'm sure. Even if you didn't activate that stupid magic off yours, he would have a huge gaping hole in his abdomen" Yverza spoke with confidence. He lightly brushed the horn on his helmet which was his pride and joy.

"You didn't kill the demon right?" This whole expedition inside the dungeon was predicated on the foundation that they captured the demon alive. If the demon died there was no meaning to it.

"What are you talking about? It's that abnormal demon we are talking about? I'm sure he possesses quite a lot of regenerative and recovery skills" Yverza argued.

Although his [Indestructible Ivory Horn] was a fatal attack, he deliberately avoided fatal regions and aimed for his abdomen.

Normal beings would be killed in an instant; however, the demon was normal by no definition. Even if he regenerates from all that, it should eat quite a bit of his mana and stamina. How long could he keep fighting?

"What about you? Your magic is still going on. With such destructive power that you have kept hidden in your pockets until now, aren't you the one who would end up killing the demon?"