Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

881  Chapter 881- Breaking the Allied Clans

"This… can't be… Durak can't die so easily. He is one of my strongest men. He can't die by a mere monster"

After the silence, came denial. Yverza was in disbelief, the one of his strongest subordinates ended up dying. If it was an information coming off from somebody else, he would have just scoffed at it or killed the informer on the spot.

However, the information came from none other than from one of his direct subordinates. Someone who was present there during the incident.

BANG… A powerful energy blast immediately crushed the nearby area and Yverza flew up, unfurling his mana wings. His destination— the Hidden Forge.

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Back inside the Main hall of the Main Floor. Simon and the others looked on as Bea appeared along with Melinda, the Queen of the harpies in tow.

As soon as she entered, the first thing she did was bow towards the master of the dungeon Simon, while exuding her natural sultry aura.

Grrr… in front of her, Bea growled like a wild cat when she saw that.

Melinda ignored her and continued to nod her head towards the other members inside the hall. Being the Queen of the Harpies who was used to managing a large clan by herself, she was very good when it came to governing.

 The ones seated inside were people who were closest and most trusted by the dungeon master. Naturally, she knew how to make an impression on them.

The others also returned back her greeting. To be able to come here, no the very fact that she was able to set foot here on the Main Floor showed her standing and the Dungeon Master's attitude towards her.

Simon observed his subordinates before initiating the conversation.

 "How are those three?" he posed a question. The three he mentioned were none other than the previous three overlords of the forest who now became his subordinates.

"They are fine. Although they took some severe damage, they managed to come out from all of this with their life intact"

Melinda answered. She just came back from the floor where the three former overlords, the Deep Sea Alligator King, the Lightning Draconic Serpent and the Earth Shattering Lower Dragon were.

"I see" Simon nodded. It was great and all using the former overlord to test out the concept of the boss areas.

However, that aside, the fight with the three kings was a dangerous one with the scale heavily tipped against them. Naturally, there was a chance of the former overlords dying.

Fortunately, he was able to get them out using the teleport formation he purchased from the shop for them.

"Hehe, Lord Simon does not have to worry, although they are severely injured, it isn't to the point where it would claim their life. In fact, I am amazed that they were able to come out with only this much injury after facing three of the seven kings"... n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"They aren't bad seeds, if nurtured properly they can soar quite high. Ah, I have also given them the reward you sent for them. Their injury should heal in a couple of days" Melinda added.

"That's great news. They have done a lot, thanks to them we were able to learn so much about the skills and combat style of all the three kings".

 Irene commented. As someone who managed the dungeon and acted as the proxy dungeon master in Simon's absence, she knew a lot of his plans and actions that he took. As such, she could easily deduce his reasoning for pitting the two sides together.

"Anyways, you also did a good job. With your transmission call, the trap has been set. Take a seat, watch with us how this trap blows up their alliance".

 On her words, Melinda abided and took a seat by Mars' side who was right now in his humanoid form. As someone who had breached level 700 after receiving a name, the aura he naturally exuded was no weaker than the seven kings.

 Melinda naturally felt that and couldn't help but feel inwardly surprised. All the people here although not all combatants, had their own unique points and strengths.

 For example, she could feel a mysterious energy that was similar to nature itself, coming from some of the green haired people here.

 There were also beings here like Prime who she had never encountered before. Not to mention the Mistress of this dungeon whose strength she could not fathom even after using the Appraisal skill and the maids.

And lastly, there was the master of the dungeon himself, a being who sat quietly and exuded an unshakable confidence even while facing three of the seven kings together. How could she not be surprised?

That said, her surprise didn't last long as her attention was taken over by the events transpiring on the 90th floor shown by the multiple windows floating around the hall.

The trap that she had set, the transmission call that she had made to Gil-Garna on Simon's orders was slowly spreading all over the alliance like a virus.

That's right, the transmission call was none other than the idea of the Dungeon Master. At first, even she thought that it was an unusual plan and was not sure if it would help.

However, seeing the events that were transpiring now in front of her eyes, she finally understood how devious and impressive the idea was.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel awe and fear at the man who came up with such an idea.

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90th floor… the Hidden Gallows.

Yverza stood before what could now only be called as the remains of what used to be his subordinate and slowly looked down.

His hands were clenched and his endogenous armour reflected his veins that were bulged due to anger.

How long had passed? Yverza continued to stand there motionless even after the remains were gobbled up by the dungeon. Due to his helmet and the inclination of his head, it was unknown what kind of expression he was making.

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