My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1523-1525

Chapter 1523

“Soul Bonding!” King Roth roared. “Cheating! You’re cheating!”

“You’re one to talk!” I shot back, rushing at him with my spear.

He pulled a blade from nowhere, and our weapons struck. I could feel his enormous speed and power. I did not doubt that King Roth was strong. In fact, in my current situation, if judging just by our strength, I wasn’t confident I’d be able to beat him on my own. Even with him being in my seat of power and at the greatest disadvantage, we still came out about even. At least, that was the feeling I got after a few exchanges.

However, two things seemed to change the entire course of the battle. The first was that he was shaken upon seeing the tiger’s tail and ears. It had caused him to start to panic, while I was completely controlled. The second reason was far more surprising, but started to make sense the more I fought. He considered his harem his power. In some ways, his harem was his power, especially after feeding them to his dungeon.

That philosophy of his had led him to send women to always do the work. He might have grown powerful, and perhaps once he had been a powerful warrior in his youth, but he was much older now. He hadn’t done any fighting on his own, and even if he had the power, the levels, and the experience, he had grown rusty! While Lydia and I had spent the last six months fighting for our lives, living every day like it might be our last, King Roth had sat on a comfy throne and allowed his women to do everything for him.

This resulted in his movements being sluggish, which was exemplified by his apparent panic. I made sure to take advantage of such things immediately. I made sure to wound him, striking him in his legs, his arms, and his body. I wanted to weaken him immediately. Even though our connection was strong, I didn’t know how long my Soul Bond would last, so I worked as efficiently as possible.

Of course, giving him damage required me to receive damage too. I wasn’t just a mere spearman though, gained from my lore temporarily merging with Lydia. I was also a White Mage. I was able to heal nearly as fast as he damaged me, but he was unable to say the same. His damage accumulated, and I used skill after skill until he was backed up to nearly where Lydia and I had first transformed. He was spitting up blood, and his expression was looking uglier and uglier.

As for me, the feeling of being one with Lydia was strange. My thoughts and her thoughts were the same. There was no distinction. It was like Lydia’s soul had become an open book, and every instinct, ability, and skill she had and knew was just as much mine as it was hers.

“Y-you… wish to call yourself a beastkin?” He asked unsteadily as he jumped back, only taking a small cut across the chest.

“I am what I am,” I responded.

He snorted and then threw his sword to the ground. I raised an eyebrow as he slowly raised his fists.

“If you think you can take me, why don’t you give up the soul weapon?”

“Master, don’t let him bait you!” Alysia warned.

“Don’t worry.” I smiled, sticking the spear form of Alysia into the ground. “Just watch Master for a bit.”

Was this decision to fight this way my decision, or Lydia’s? It was both, and it was neither. We had decided on one. We were one. We were confident, and we knew we absolutely wouldn’t mess up because the pair of us were together.

Once he saw me step away from the spear, King Roth’s body began to change. His entire body became covered in fur, and his face morphed too. Unlike what I had seen from Lydia and First, his transformation was far more complete. He looked more like a lion on two legs rather than a human anymore. He fell to all fours, and with an earth-shattering roar, he charged me.

Chapter 1524

“Master!”

The girls all cried out in worry as the massive lion charged me. His roar had been the same roar he had used previously. It had stunned the girls for a brief moment and caused most enchantments, spells, and illusions to collapse. It was a potent ability, and I wondered if it was attached to him specifically, or if it was some kind of trait of his kind.

I didn’t waste time, and my own body began to transform as well. I also went into the beast form. My body became slick with striped fur, and I probably looked every bit as tiger-like as he appeared to be a lion. I began to charge him as well, and after two leaps we slammed into each other, our claws slashing. This fighting no longer had the elegance of before. There wasn’t so much skill, but raw battle and pure strikes.

I understood why King Roth had wanted to fight this way when the previous way had failed. This took advantage of all of his strengths and gave him the advantage. He attempted to tear my flesh, his teeth trying to bite at my neck. It was a visceral battle between two giant cats, every hit coming with the impact of flesh and blood. Perhaps, the lion king might have won this exchange in other situations, but when it came to pain, I could handle it, and when it came to willpower, he had to overcome both of us together.

Our hands ended up on our feet once again, striking each other with our claws, but just as we went for another exchange, I dropped my body. He had been so focused on getting another drop of blood from the wounds opening on my body, he wasn’t prepared as I changed my movements. This kind of fighting wasn’t completely devoid of skill, you just needed to know how to take advantage of it, and for the agile Lydia, this was her specialty.

Twisting in a way that only we could, my legs locked into place and then my fist went up, striking the lion in the jaw with enough power that it created a sonic boom. King Roth flew up into the air, even higher than his girls had gone flying when I hit them with the spear earlier. I leaped, my claws slashing through space until I appeared right where he reached the top of his arc. I struck him again with my claw and then used the momentum to cut through space again, appearing where he was about to fall.

My body jumped from left to right, striking him across the sky like a ping pong ball. As King Roth flew helplessly, he didn’t say a single word. I finally ended the last strike, with a powerful kick, shoving him directly down, and into the miasmic pond below. He slammed into the water with a resounding explosion. A giant splash rose a dozen feet into the air before dropping down like rain. The surviving lionesses who had witnessed countless others melt in that water winced instinctively, but the water was nowhere near them.

I landed back on the ground, and the tiger beast form disappeared. The attack had used a lot of myself. I fell to my knee, and for the first time, the bond I shared with Lydia trembled slightly.

“Did you get him?” Terra asked.

“Why’d you ask such a cursed question!” Miki complained.

She had been right, as a moment later the water parted and a form began to walk out of the pond. It was a furious-looking King Roth.

Chapter 1525

It would have been too much to hope that the miasmic water would have sucked the soul right our of King Roth and killed him in an instant. He survived, but his body was badly beaten and bruised. Blood gushed from dozens of open wounds. He was still in his beast form, but he looked exactly like a drowned cat, miserable and pathetic. The form seemed to melt away as if the humiliation of the appearance was too much, or maybe he no longer had the energy to power it. As he reached the shore, he stumbled a bit, landing on one knee.

He looked up, but not at me. His eyes instead went to the naked women who had been tossed aside earlier. “Help me escape.”

His words that had once been filled with fierceness and aggression now sounded weak and pathetic. The girls had huddled together, partially hiding their nudity and partially just waiting to see the result of the match. Although they had heard him, they didn’t respond. They just watched him, their feline eyes seemingly seeing everything.

“What reason have you given them to help you?” I asked. “You’ve done nothing but use and abuse them. They accepted it because they believed that you were infallible. However, you’re not.”

He gave a weak chuckle. “You? Calling me infallible? That’s rich! You’ve made all kinds of mistakes.”

“I have…” I nodded. “I’ve not given the women beside me the love they deserve. I’ve lost them. I’ve lost myself. However, they are still beside me. They are still with me. Our relationship isn’t a one-way street. I love them, and they love me. You say a harem should be your power, but I disagree. They don’t hold the power, and neither do you. You are their power, and they are your power, and together, you are powerful. That is what the harem heroes of the past never understood.”

He looked of distantly, not showing any indication he had even heard me. After a second, he summoned all of his strength and roared again. His roar was weaker this time but still seemed to echo the defiance and strength he once had.

“I said…. Get me out of here! That’s an order!” He roared, and as they still didn’t move, he added. “The person who gets me back to my dungeon will be my First for all eternity! I will put no other ahead of you.”

After a moment, First stood up. She was the only girl who could still walk who hadn’t been stripped naked. This was because after King Roth had struck her, she hadn’t gotten back up again until that moment. I watched, but something inside me said not to interfere. She walked across the battlefield, approaching her lord. When he saw her approaching, he sighed relief.

“I knew you wouldn’t abandon me.” He gave a toothy grin. “You always were my first, I just didn’t see it. Bring me out of here. Once we get to my dungeon, we will plot out revenge. You will be my queen for sure.”

“Queen?” She asked.

He nodded eagerly. “Yes! That’s right. I will marry you! It will be official. You’ll be the official queen of Dioshin!”

She leaned down, and he raised his hands to embrace her. Just as it looked like they would hug, she spoke.

“I’m already a queen.”

She kicked him, and King Roth went flying back into the pond.