Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

The instant that they moved, everything was covered in a flash of light. The hall was engulfed in a maelstrom of energy, the force of the explosion tearing through everything, even the space shook violently straining to contain it.

The ground shook violently as shockwaves rippled outward, sending debris flying in all directions.

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This brought them back to the present...

Gil-Garna and Shasurna looked on in surprise at the devastation and power packed within that skill which had clearly surpassed the power that a level 500 monster should have. In fact, it had even reached a level where it could give them a sense of danger albeit extremely faint.

There was no doubt in their mind that had it been them in the place of Yverza they might have been a little injured or taken some damage from that attack. Yet the Ivory Terraquake Rhino came out completely unscathed even from that.

One really had to be jealous of that natural gift of his.

That aside, the power packed in that attack... No wonder so many of their subordinates died here, it was because these places were filled with monsters just like the one they saw.

"So even that wasn't enough to cause a scratch in his armour huh?"

Shasurna muttered in a low voice while caressing his harpoon. It was unknown what he was thinking.

"That message we received from the dungeon, it was misleading" Gil-Garna spoke still staring at the area where the mass giant previously stood.

"What about it?"…

"It said that the thing was called Crypt Wight right?"

Shasurna nodded his head, the notification indeed said as such.

"It was no Crypt Wight but something even stranger and much higher level than that"

Right before the end when the mass giant was about to blow itself, Gil-Garna feeling something amiss, used his appraisal skill on the creature only to feel shocked and doubtful the next second.

The reason for that was because the information that he was able to gain from the skill was completely different from what the notification informed them about.

Gil-Garna clearly remembered that the dungeon told them to defeat the Crpyt Wight and take its key if they wanted its treasure. However, when he used the appraisal on that thing, he was able to see that it was no Crypt wWght but rather a creature called the Tomb Tyrant.

What's more the numerous unusual and high tier skills it had, was even able to dazzle him.

Race- Tomb Tyrant

Level- 510

Skills- [Poison Immunity], [Dark Magic Resistance], [Ultra Enhanced Strength], [Super Enhanced Endurance], [Ultra Enhanced Magic], [Bandage Bind], [Scarab Swarm], [Sarcophagus Slam], [Tomb Tendrils], [Curse of the Crypt], [Mummy's Wrath], [Tomb Guardian], [Writhing Bandages], [Corrosive], [Curse of Frailty], [Scarab infestation], [Body Slam], [Suffocate], [Decay Aura], [Pharaoh's Fury]… No wonder the creature was strong. Gil-garna reckoned that the last skill that the creature used was called the [Pharaoh's Fury] and was truly an ability that had the fury of the Pharaoh contained within it.

"ShaShaSha… Well, who cares if the creature is what the dungeon told us or not? Doesn't it all become meaningless once we subdue this dungeon"

Shasurna laughed thinking nothing much about this incident. Even if the situation turned out to be a little different and the enemy was stronger than they imagined, it hardly mattered to beings like them.

"Well, aren't you something? You took on the full brunt of the blast from point blank distance and still came out unscathed. That armour of yours, does it even have any weakness?"

The Emerald Viperlord slithered towards where Yverza was and spoke with a hearty laugh.

The latter showed a smile and thumped his chest. Immediately, a steel like clang rang out. "Haha, there is no way an attack like that would be able to breach my armour" he proudly boasted.

However, under the façade of that proud smug, there was some hidden anxiety. Only he who had taken the force of the blast head on understood how powerful the attack was. If not for his endogenous armour, he reckoned that he would have been injured by it.

That said, and it was something he didn't want to admit but even with his armour, he felt a sense of danger. This danger led him to activate…

Yverza hid his right arm which was of a different colour than the rest of his armour.

"We have defeated the Crypt Wight, what now?"

With the defeat of the Crypt Wight, there was no longer any enemy left behind in this hall.

"The notification told us that we need to destroy the coffin and take his key to get his treasure" Gil-Garna pointed, his eyebrows still furrowed from the previous incident.

"So all we need to do now is break that coffin huh"

Yverza strode towards where the coffin had fallen after being blown off by that blast and used his foot to stomp it.

BANG… the coffin unlike the crypt Wight, was fragile and easily broke apart. At the same instance, a notification appeared before them.

[You have broken the Crypt Wight's curse. Proceed with the key to get his treasures]. An exit also appeared at the same time as the notification popped up.

"Ah, I found the key" Yverza looked down and found a key inside the broken remains of the coffin.

"Finally we get to see the treasure" Shasurna remarked.

The two of them quickly strut forth towards the exit. Gil-Garna followed a second later as he gave the hall one last look. He didn't know why but he felt a sense of foreboding from all the unusual things he had witnessed about the dungeon so far.

However he quickly shook that feeling off once he saw the vast amount of treasure waiting for them at the end of the exit.

"Well, I will be damned. No wonder those idiotic subordinates of ours were blinded by greed to the point of wanting to force their way in… ShaShaSha"

Shasurna licked his lips, his eyes glimmering from the mountain of treasure right in front of him. Whether it be Mana Crystals, Mystical plants or herbs, artefacts or even high quality ores, this room was full of it.

"Check this out, these Mana Crystals, they are above grade five. Not to mention I even see some Mana Crystal Essence placed among them. That Crypt wight treasury is not bad"...

"Right, these artefacts are all [A] tier. This place is truly a treasure vault"

Gil-Garna and Shasurna were from the tribe who had the ability to discern treasure with just a look. As such, they knew that the treasure in front of them was genuine and not a fake article.

"Let's divide them and get out of here. We have been here for a while. Our subordinates must have already explored quite a bit of the floor by now"

The fact that no report came from Gish-bagh or any of his subordinates bugged him a little. However, he didn't think much of it. Once they divided and hoarded the treasure in three equal parts, they exited the ruins from the teleportation circle set up at the end.

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Main Floor… Simon was looking at the window with a pleased expression. After a while, he sighed and looked at Coleus.

"I guess I need to retract my statement. Your creations are not completely being dismantled. On the contrary, they managed to do something out of my expectation"…

"You praise me too much lord Simon" Coleus hurriedly shook his head, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"You too, Fey. That was an excellent trap".

"I am grateful that lord Simon liked it".

The mood in the hall instantly became jubilant once again as they celebrated their first success over the invaders.

What was this success they were all celebrating? Of course, it was the demise of some of the invaders.

The dungeon was full of dangers and the lower floors more so. It was filled with DP burning traps, special areas, labyrinths, Afflictions and [Stories]. It was not unusual for these unsuspecting invaders to die from it.

However, the one to die this time was not just your ordinary footmen or some weak level subordinate but a genuinely powerful enemy who had breached level 600 and was a force on its own.

It needs to be mentioned that an enemy on that level was not something that the monsters in dungeon laplace were capable of taking down.

It would be one thing if it was the denizens of the dungeon or his subordinates who took a defeated a being of level 600. However that was not the case, the one who defeated such a powerful enemy was not the denizens of the dungeon or his subordinates but the monsters spawned by the dungeon.

That's right, the one to take down a high level invader who was probably a right hand man or direct subordinate of one of the Seven Kings, was one of the spawned monsters of the dungeon.

Of course, calling a mutated one would be straining that fact but the crystal and monster were ultimately spawned by the dungeon as such, the statement was not completely wrong.

"I wonder how they will react once they get out"

From another window, he could see the seven kings who had just finished dividing the treasures and were ready to get out. He was sure that they wouldn't be pleased by the news that even managed to surprise him.

He wanted to see their reaction and feel their despair. His demonic blood boiled in excitement. What greater pleasure could be there for a demon than to watch its prey slowly fall into his trap?

In this case, the prey were the seven kings.