My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1337-1339

Chapter 1337

“Attack!” Although the king hadn’t moved from his chair yet, he gave off a pressure that made me think a first strike was better.

The undead swarmed forward onto the dwarf king, but no sooner had they reached his chair than he lifted his hand. With a wave, the zombies near him turned to dust. I could see the miasma being wrenched out of them. The zombie queen cried, pulling back her control. However, the wave of destruction didn’t end there.

In a spreading wave, zombie after zombie collapsed into a pile of ash. I could see what was happening. The king was using absorb, but his absorb was on a completely different level. Even with my protections, he was able to completely reduce zombie after zombie to ash. The zombie queen tried to turn the zombies around, having them retreat, but it didn’t matter. His absorption was growing even stronger.

“Fine, absorb this!”

I lifted my hand and cast a Strong Heal. It struck him, causing his body to glow white. He stiffened for a second, and then his eyes opened.

“Harm Undead!” I followed it up by another attack.

His body glowed red for a moment, but he showed no distress on his face. A small grin formed on his face, and it was at that point I began to realize what was going on.

“Y-you’re not undead?”

“No… I’m not.” He chuckled. “And I’m not some slave to a dungeon either. I was once King Diorite, Lord of the Deep Dwarves. I stayed behind to protect my people. For untold years I have remained here, sustaining on the strength of a dungeon to long outlive my years. I tried to keep the darkness from spreading to the surface. In repayment, it seems like the surface-dwellers murdered my race, and have not prepared for the dangers beneath. Hehe… I suppose it makes things easy now.”

“Please… stop killing them!” A voice came out, surprising me.

The zombie queen had spoken. She hadn’t said a single word since I had tamed her, but as the zombies fell one after another, she had a pure look of panic on her face.

“These were once proud citizens of my empire. You’ve perverted them by bringing back their corpses as undead.

“They’re family!” She cried, tears running down her face.

“You have no family!” He stood up and roared. “You’re a monster created by my dungeon by accident, and you’ve done nothing but create more monsters.”

Seeing him shouting at her, tears falling down her face, something inside me seemed to snap.

“Shut up!” I snarled.

“And you… a Monster Tamer? With White Mage? An odd combination…” The dwarf was still destroying zombies, none even having a chance of getting close.

“She’s not a monster. She’s just a scared little girl!” I growled. “She was the image of your daughter.”

“She is an abomination!”

“You’re the only abomination here! If you can’t even see that your daughter is right in front of you, then maybe I’ll have to show you.” I reached out and summoned Alysium to my hand.

“I see how it is. You may have found some way to hide them, but I see those curses all over your body.” His eyes darkened. “I was interested in this soul that was half miasma, but it’s clear now your mind is already been lost to darkness.”

“And you’re a senile fool!” I kicked off the ground, beginning my assault.

Chapter 1338

My blade sliced through him. I had managed to cut him in two. The blade went through remarkably easy.

“To your right!”

I brought Alysia over just as a hammer slammed into her. The force was incredible, and it came from a side I didn’t expect, causing me to fly back. I had cut his afterimage?

“I may be old… but I’m still enough to take care of some selfish punk like you!” He chuckled.

His body appeared in front of me, and that pressure from before magnified many times. After moving, all of the dust that had been coating him had been left behind. His beard shown red, his skin was bright and pink, and he looked extremely lively. His armor shined a silver color, and it seemed to be made of something far better than the steel from the surface. His ax was similarly made of some miraculous alloy. As I was appraising him, he was looking me over as well.

“The blade of yours isn’t half bad. It’s nothing compared to a good Deep Dwarf blade, but it’s not bad for being able to receive a hit from Fjord here.”

“M-master… his strike… it hurt,” Alysia warned.

Typical strikes were fine for Alysia, but a strike that caused her pain was a strike I worried about. That was to say that this was a weapon that had the potential to seriously hurt her. Yet, I knew I couldn’t put her away and use a lesser blade. Nothing else I had would hold up to even a single strike from this guy’s hammer.

“What are you trying to accomplish?” I demanded. “I’m trying to help you.”

“Hehe… that’s rich. Aren’t you the one to attack me? Well, I am using Provoke on you, so I can’t blame you.”

“Provoke…”

I knew what such an ability was, but I had never seen it used before. That was why I had attacked him so suddenly. That was a terrifying ability. I had the ability Fear which I had used once or twice, which was kind of the opposite of that. Would someone with enough skills be able to completely control someone else?

“Puppets…” I breathed.

His eyebrows raised. “Oh? You’ve noticed? My daughter used to love the plays I put on with puppets. I never thought that the dungeon would turn that into some undead creature that made puppets out of our deceased relatives.”

I shook my head. That’s not what I had meant. Rather, I had just remembered something from a long time ago. I wasn’t sure if it would work, but I knew enough to know we were at a disadvantage, so I had to try it.

“You never answered my question.” I decided it was better to keep him talking. “What is your goal?”

“Since I am the last of the Deep Dwarves, I supposed there is no point holding my ground.” He waved his hand, and a glowing orb appeared in it. “This is what is left of my dungeon. I sealed the core away when it became too weak to keep the dungeon going. Now, it only maintains the wall that holds him back. I suppose I can absorb what mana is left, bring down the wall, and give him one final strike. Yes… go out in a blaze of glory. I like the sound of that.”

“You’re not the last Deep Dwarf. That’s why I came down here. To save one…” I explained as I moved into position, giving the zombie queen my orders.

“Your sweet words won’t sway me! You’re a corrupt soul twisted by dungeons. Attack me, and break yourself upon my hammer!”

“Ahhh!” I felt another pang of anger.

I lunged forward in another attack. He braced himself to receive a swipe. He wanted to swing his hammer and break Alysia. The thing he didn’t realize was that Alysia had her mind.

“Do it!” Alysia pulled to the side, dragging me with her.

Even if I was provoked, Alysia had some autonomy of her own. I came to the side, causing him a bit of surprise. As he turned to face me, he didn’t see another person slip in from behind. The zombie queen got her hands on him.

“Curse of the Zombie!”

Chapter 1339

Once, in what felt like an eternity ago, Lydia and I had reached the boss room of Mina’s Dungeon. We had faced a Necromancer who had used the curse of the zombie to turn Lydia undead. He used her undead status not only to gain control of her but also to keep me from being able to heal and help her. As a white mage, I had never felt more helpless than at that moment.

I realized that the zombie queen likely could cast such a curse too. The dwarf king might be a boss, which is why I felt that direct contact was needed if we wanted any hope of the curse working. To my relief, his skin changed color, and the signs of the undead curse overtook him. He was now temporarily undead. Since he didn’t show me a weakness I could exploit, I decided to create the weakness instead.

“Strong Heal!” I cast as I jumped back so that he couldn’t hit me with his hammer.

The spell took him and he shook slightly. He should have been taking on a bunch of damage right now. Furthermore, as soon as he was under the curse, the zombie queen could use her puppet abilities. Even if she couldn’t seal his movements, she could slow him down. For a few moments, everything was working out properly.

However, the stunned expression on his face quickly melted into anger. He let out a roar and slammed down his hammer at the zombie queen. She jumped away, but a massive pressure wave erupted out, catching her and flinging her away anyway.

“Harm Undead! Sanctify Land. Seal Undead!” I started rolling off spell after spell, taking advantage of the situation to trap him and damage him.

The shockwave from his strike hit me, but I managed to stand my ground. However, before I could throw out any more spells, his body erupted in movement. The Seal Undead was broken in an instant, and he appeared in front of the zombie queen, furious rage on his face. My heart sank, and this time I attacked without being provoked. He pulled her head and feat, ripping her in half, even as I slammed my blade into him. He ignored the clear strike.

“You bastard!” I cursed.

“Hahahaha!” He laughed, chucking the girl away like she was trash. “The advantage of being undead… you can’t kill me so easily!”

He grabbed Alysia who was still inside him. I tried to yank her free, but he wouldn’t let me pull her blade out.

“Let go!”

“Now… how shall I repay you?” He grinned.

“Alysia!”

I called her, causing her body to turn into light. When I saw the subtle change in his expression, I realized that was the moment he was waiting for. As Alysia was returning to my hand, he lunged forward with his hammer. I didn’t have time to react before it slammed into my chest. It was unbelievably hard. I had suffered damage many times in my journey through dungeons, but the sound of my sternum cracking echoed through my ears.

The blow was so intense that I felt my jaw crack, and as I flew back and slammed into the wall, I knew things were bad. I had delivered him a single direct strike, but he had used that to do the same to me. Between the two of us, I valued life more, so he had taken advantage of that.

“Moderate heal…” Blood fell out of my mouth.

I could use stronger heals, but they would also take longer to cast. Unfortunately, the amount of healing was only enough to get passed my shocked nervous system and allow me to feel the intense pain. My consciousness started to wane as King Diorite moved toward me with a dark and slightly crazed look.

I had thought myself power at this point. Even if I got into trouble, I could get myself out of it in an instant. That’s what I believed. I knew the Hero King Aberis was more powerful than me, but I had thought after all my upgrades if I had encountered him again, we’d probably be on even footing. It was only at this moment I realized just how powerful a king could be. They were far more than I had imagined.

“Master!” Alysia appeared, turning back into her human form and wielding a blade from my soul world.

She raced at King Diorite in a desperate attack.

“Hmph… swords!” He made a fist, and her body for some reason shifted back into a sword, clattering to the ground alongside the other one.

He stopped over me, looking down at me with pitiless eyes. “Goodbye, young fool. If it makes you feel any better, once I consume your soul, I will use it for a good cause. I might even buy your surface another twenty years with what I’m about to do. As for your story, it ends here! Absorb!”

As my life energy started to be pulled from me, I lost consciousness.