Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

883  Chapter 883- Breaking The Allied Clans (3)

Gil-Garna was silent as he heard Melinda recite his plans. Her story was quite detailed and managed to perfectly capture many of his thoughts.

Sigh… After a while, he took a deep breath and calmly spoke on the conch "Impressive, you really are something. This is the first time I have seen someone guess my whole plan. However, no matter how closely you can guess my plan, do you have any proof?"

"In the end isn't this all your speculation? I am sure the other kings have their own plans. Everyone is for themselves, there is nothing wrong in placing one's interest first. Don't you think so too?"…

"I do and our ideologies matches too which is why I am contacting you this way. I have done my part, you will soon hear the news. I hope that you fulfil your end too. Let us rule this dungeon as its Queen and King"

CLACK… the transmission ended there, leaving a baffled and confused Gil-Garna standing there holding a transmission conch.

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 "And that's all of it. The last thing my clan members saw was Gil-Garna crushing the transmission conch. So what do you think? Now do you know the reason why your subordinate died?" Back inside the Hidden Gallows, Shasurna spoke with a smirk.

 "This… are you sure about it?"

 Yverza was sceptic, he was not a fool, he could see that the Emerald Vierplord had some ulterior motive for telling him all that.

"Whether I am lying or not, you can simply find that out from your own clan members. I'm sure a couple of them were in the area when this happened. They will tell you the exact same thing" Shasurna shrugged.

 "Are you telling me my subordinate died because Gil-Grna is scheming against us and has joined hands with the queen of the harpies?"…

"That's right, or else how do you explain this part? Out of all the three king clans, the ogre clans are the only ones incurring the least amount of injuries. My direct subordinate Surtana died drastically weakening the snakemen clan and now even one of your subordinate died"

"Our two clans have suffered disastrous losses while the ogre clan still retains most of its power. I am sure you can see it now on which side Gil-Garna is on. This was his plan from the beginning. Weaken our two clans before ultimately betraying us in the end"…

"But I had an agreement with Gil-Garna. He wouldn't…"

 Yverza tried to reason. However, he couldn't complete his sentence as the evidence lay right in front of him.

If Gil-Garna really did betray them, then all of this could be explained. The Ivory Terraquake Rhino was silent for a while before turning around and questioning Shasurna.

"Why tell me all this? What are you scheming?"…

The latter spread his arms "I am not scheming anything. In fact, I brought this information to you because I don't want to get schemed against. Now that we know Gil-Garna has joined hands with the enemy, we must join hands to fight against him or at the very least you and I cannot stand against each other when the time comes"

"This is precisely what Gil-Garna wants. Since that is the case, I came up with proposing an alliance between you and me in mind. If we collaborate, we should be able to thwart our Gil-Garna's plans. What do you say?"

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Time passed by and by the time the allied clans finished exploring the floor, two days had already passed by.

The 90th floor was so vast and dangerous that even with the strength of the allied clans they could only progress extremely slowly.

Additionally, there was also the news of Durak, one of the two direct subordinates of Ivory Terraquake Rhino dying in one of the special areas of the dungeon. Naturally, this affected the morale of the allied clan causing them to become more cautious and slow with their advance. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

With the precedence of Surtana and Durak, two beings who died even while being level 600+, the atmosphere of the allied army became more tense.

Every new area that they explored, they did so by putting their numbers against it. It was not only the allied army who was tense, the atmosphere amongst the Seven Kings was no different.

Standing in front of yet another teleportation construct that led to the next floor, the three kings pondered something in their heads.

"Since its yet another teleportation gate, we should proceed keeping in mind that things may transpire as it did on this floor. We may be randomly teleported to any part of the next floor. Chances are, that many of us might even find ourselves inside those special areas"

The first to break the silence was Gil-Garna. He assumed the command and started handing out orders.

He was just telling all the teams of the allied army what to do when Yverza behind him slowly muttered a snide remark.

 "You know an awful lot of what is going to happen"…

Hearing this, Gil-Garna frowned "What do you mean?"…

"Nothing, we were just wondering if you know so much about the next floor, so you should brief us about it more thoroughly. What kind of floor is it? How powerful are the monsters there and what are their numbers? How many special areas are on the floor and who is going to be targeted next?"

The one to comment this time was Shasurna. He lazily played with the harpoon in his hand while his eyes stared at the teleport gate on the side.

 "How am I supposed to know that? All I know is that since there is another teleport gate here, the dungeon master must be planning to separate us once again"

Gil-Garna answered. He couldn't understand the unfriendly look that the two were giving him.

Ever since they came out from the special areas they had been thrown in, he could feel that the relationship between the three of them had become strained.