Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace



From the beginning, Zerul wasn't an opponent for Drow, she was just using him as a target to practice her abilities and skill. Every time that they fought, she would try something different and just when he would be hovering around the brink of death, she would bring him back to normal.

Like this, the fight repeated again and again like a loop until Zerul's mind and spirit were completely crushed.

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Outside, the onlookers were startled to see Zerul becoming unmoving right at the start of the battle. He remained like this for a while before his body suddenly shook and limply fell on the ground unconscious.

"What is going on Zerul? What kind of joke is this? Get up and fight"

Over on the side of the Demon Duke, Famoon roared in rage. He looked at his subordinate who had suddenly fallen down even without suffering any damage and cursed out loud.

"Tch useless piece of shit. You can't even execute a single order given to you properly".

On Simon's side, Oswell was greatly surprised by the event too "What just happened?".

"I believe it was the work of [Mind Inducement] and other skills in the mix. That demon was immediately charmed and brought inside a world of illusion right at the start of the battle".

"An intense battle might have broken inside the mind of that demon that caused him to become unconscious. It might have been just a few seconds for us, but for them quite some time must have passed" Aisha analysed narrowing her eyes.

"What?!" the shock in Oswell's eyes deepened when he heard Aisha's explanation. He looked at the dark elf woman and couldn't help but ask "To be able to dominate her opponent's mind instantly and put them in a world of illusion without them being aware of it, what terrifying ability. Is she really a dark elf?".

Aisha did not answer immediately, instead, she observed Drow with those mysterious eyes of hers before arching her brows in a frown.

"I see now" She muttered in a low tone and added. "She is a dark elf no doubt. However, there is a great power lying dormant within her. That power is extremely mighty and gives more of a dark and cold feeling".

"If I have to guess it, that woman has been turned into a vampire and that too not an ordinary one, but a very high ranking one".

Aisha straightened her glasses and the mysterious light flashing in her eyes immediately disappeared.

"A high ranking vampire huh. Are you able to appraise her level and rank?" Oswell questioned from the side.

At first, he thought that he would have to intervene. However, looking at the situation once again, there was no need for him to step in.

Aisha shook her head in response to his question "I am unable to appraise her rank. However, based on the mighty power I sensed within her, I would say that her rank is the same as mine. As for her level, she is far from reaching the peak of her rank".

Although she hid it well, there were still traces of surprise within those calm eyes of hers.

"A dormant power huh? Well, everyone has their own secrets, it's not like she is the only one like that. I'm sure that once you completely awaken that ancient bloodline of yours, you will be able to step into the [S] rank very soon".

Oswell added raising his subordinate's morale. He then shifted his eyes towards Famoon and taunted the latter with a gloating smile.

"What's wrong Famoon? Did your subordinate get so scared that he fainted at the start? Haha, talk about throwing away one's face. Now what? Are you going to send that other subordinate of yours?".

"Hmph, don't get so full of yourself. What they defeated just now was a trash who can't even follow a single order".

Famoon snorted, he then conjured infernal flames on his right hand and in front of the stunned eyes of all the onlookers, he burned his subordinate to ashes.

In front of the might of the golden flames that carried a terrifying amount of heat, Zerul's body disintegrated in a couple of minutes. All that remained in his stead, was a black scorched earth releasing white smoke.

Seeing the ruthless actions of the demon duke towards his own subordinate, Simon and Oswell were deeply disgusted. The former had just killed their subordinate as if they were burning a garbage and not a Demon Earl.

Even if Zerul had failed to execute his orders, he was nonetheless loyal to Famoon. They did not deserve such an ending, especially from the object of their devotion.

After killing Zerul, there was not even an ounce of remorse on the demon duke's face, only a smile of elation and contempt.

"Why are you all looking at me like that, I just cleansed this world of one trash" Famoon nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders feeling everyone's gaze on him. After that, he pointed towards Simon and stated—

"Anyways, you are next Demon Earl. I was in a pretty good mood earlier, but you spoiled it completely. Now I will not only take everything that you have, but I will also make sure you regret making enemies with me until your very last seconds".

Saying that, Famoon stepped forward. In an instant, he covered a large distance and was already in front of Drow.

The latter immediately drew out her blood daggers and lunged forward; however, before her blades could even reach the opponent, she was blown back just from the aura released by the Demon Duke.

Drow's body flew back like a cannonball, she was just about to crash into the surrounding trees and mountains, when suddenly her momentum was halted and she was pulled towards Theodore.

The latter retracted his hands and made his subordinate gently land beside him.

"Master, I am.." Drow bowed her head in shame, she was just about to apologise for her defeat when Theodore cut her in between.

"That's alright. Your assimilation rate with the power of a Vecna, has not even reached ten per cent yet. That fatty is still beyond you. Return back and continue absorbing the power inside you".

"Yes," Drow obediently nodded her head and returned back to the shadow realm.

"Hehh, that's quite a unique power that you have boy. Is it perhaps a mutation magic?" Famoon asked intrigued by the way Drow appeared and disappeared inside the shadows.

"That's none of your concern. Come I'll be the one to take you on, let's see how powerful you are" Theodore beckoned with his hands in response to the Demon Duke.

"Hehe, I like your attitude. Once I take claim of you two, I will make sure to thoroughly educate you both" Famoon laughed, with a twisted expression on his face.

He stepped forward once again and was just about to teleport past Theodore and towards where Simon was, when the space around him rippled, becoming solid just like a wall.

BAM… Famoon crashed into that wall face first and was forced to take a couple of steps back.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his nose and glared towards Oswell who had his hands extended in front of him at this moment.

"It looks like you really are ignoring my presence. Who do you think you are Famoon to act so arrogantly in front of me?" Oswell spoke solemnly. He retracted his hands and the pressure of a high ranking demon, was instantly released from his body.

"As I thought, he really was a Demon Duke" Simon stated, that pressure, that aura, there was no mistaking it. It could only come from a high ranking Demon Duke. Simon had more or less guessed Oswell's rank as such, he wasn't that surprised.

"Oswell, this has nothing to do with you. It will be better for both of us if you didn't stick your nose where it doesn't belong" Famoon bellowed, the fats around his face trembled with his words.

"I will... stick my nose. This demon here is my friend and as such, if anybody tries to harm him, they are my enemy too. So If you want to get to him, then you must first check with me if I agree or not".

As the last of his words fell, Oswell teleported in front of Theodore who was ready to duke it out with the Demon Duke. He patted the shoulder of the little boy and teleported him back beside his master.

"This…" Seeing Oswell trying to stand up for him, Simon wanted to say that he got this, but Aisha interjected in between.

"Lord Simon, please leave it to Master Oswell. He knows what he is doing. Besides, he truly sees you as a friend and wants to deepen his friendship with you. This is the first time Master has made a friend and I believe in his decision too"

Aisha bowed her head as she spoke. There was no worry in her eyes, only absolute confidence and faith in her master.

Simon didn't know what Oswell was planning; however, he left dealing with the demon duke to him. In any case, it was still too soon for him to show his cards and revealing the strength of the twins at this point will only impede his future plans.

As such, it was best for Oswell to deal with Famoon. Both of them were Demon Dukes so there shouldn't be any complications arriving.

With the Demon Duke taken care of, there was only the last of the two subordinates of his left.