My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1659-1661

Chapter 1659

The lore of humanity wasn’t a dungeon core, and it wasn’t some mystical origin piece. Now that I had absorbed it, or at least Calypso’s copy of it, I understood that it was nothing more and nothing less than information. However, information was power, and this information happened to be everything about the human race. I understood the human race intimately. I could create humans if I wanted to, using my dungeon. This was different than the mobs I could create using lore.

Yes, I could summon a bandit thanks to the lore that I had gained from the Bandit’s Respite. I had many different types of bandits, and many of them would be human. However, that wasn’t quite the same thing. I was copying something old, rather than creating something new. With the lore of humanity, I understood humanity, and thus I could create humanity.

It was more than that though. I could connect with all humans. I could feel the humans all across Faerith, from those still in the dungeon with me to those in Chalm and even those on the border of the demon realm. I could feel the humans in the Faerie Plains too. I could reach across the great ocean and I could feel their helplessness and their anger as they lived under the tyranny of the fairy. I could feel more humans even far there. I could feel the distant pinprick of humanity, spread across the many worlds that made up a playing field I had never seen before.

Perhaps more terrifyingly, I could feel the presence of others… other kings on other worlds, and as I became aware of them, I could feel them becoming aware of me. I also became aware that my knowledge of humanity was incomplete. It was only a piece of the origin of humanity, the little fragment that happened to land on Gaia.

These fragments came from the destruction of some kind of great world. It was a world where mana, soul, and body intercepted. Figuro had once told me that there were three primordial races, fae, angels, and demons. Everything else had descended from them. This had never been supported by anything else I had read, yet the origin seemed to suggest that the great world once belonged to all three. Perhaps it was better to say that we all once belonged to single lore.

That lore was shattered long, long ago, and the worlds we lived on were only fragments from that original great world. The world had been at some kind of war, and that war was filled with anger, hatred, and destruction. Ultimately, this was the true nature of humanity. Humanity was destruction, and I was humanity.

What power did this information bring? What exactly could I do with the knowledge of a race swirling around within my mind? I could tap the energy and life force of all nearby humans, and I could make their power my own. It was potent, as powerful as tapping into the strength of a dungeon, more powerful. The only limit was my ability to draw from a distance. I didn’t seem to be able to pull from humans far outside the dungeon itself. If I taught myself, I could draw on more humans, and gain even more power.

Instead, I had no choice but to tap the remaining power of this dungeon. It was as old as any mega-dungeon, and burning supplemented my strength. It was the strength that I needed. Strength to stop my enemies. Strength to get vengeance for everything they took from me. Strength to placate the anger of the human race.

I would use the people as a cudgel, and I would exact vengeance for my child, vengeance for Eliana, vengeance for Demetri and slaves overseas. They would pay in blood. They would pay in death. The oceans boiled and turned black, and the world would burn.

Chapter 1660

I didn’t immediately head to the main island. There was time for that. I had felt so pressed for time before. I had to stop them from getting the human lore. I had to absorb the power before it was too late. I had to save Eliana. I had to do so many things, but now, it didn’t matter anymore.

I could see where the other copy of the human lore was. It was like a beam in the sky, bright and obvious toward the current me. They were desperately trying to finish their little ritual, translating the lore so that they could connect to the humans and then acclimate them to Gaia. If they were smarter, they could probably connect to all of the humans and then cause them instantaneous death.

Of course, that would take time to figure out, time that I only had because I wasn’t having to figure it out on my own. This had been Calypso’s analysis of the information. I was using her thousands of years of experience, contemplation, and study. It was a shortcut the fey couldn’t hope to accomplish even in a lifetime of research. Perhaps, once they understood the lore, they could understand the incredible things it could do, but by then it’d be too late. They would have already acclimated humanity to Gaia, and then all of these perks would have been lost in the lifestream. Humans would be no different from fae, fairy, and the other native races of Gaia.

Either way, I wouldn’t let them carry out their plan. There was only room for one Human King in this world, and it wouldn’t be held by any fey. I walked out of the safe room on the SSS island, and then I flew up into the air and sped toward the beam of light. When did I learn to fly? I had no clue. It came to me with the rest of the information flowing through my mind. There was just so much information. Monsters, jobs, places, people, dates, and detailed information. It was like a whirlwind that was sweeping through my mind, throwing away all thoughts.

The longer it weighed down on me, the harder it was to think, but I didn’t need to think. I landed on the boat where the human core was. There was a circle of fey sitting in a circle, chanting some kind of magical spell. If I had Alysia with me, I might have cut through such a spell, but I left her behind because I didn’t want her to see what I would do. I didn’t want her to have to live with it.

Instead, I used mana like a hammer, slamming it down on their spell, malformed it until it made no sense. They barely had managed to realize I had even appeared in the middle of their circle when the spell backfired. There was an eruption as the spell backfired. Many of them were instantly killed by the surge of power erupting from the core. I used my mana to casually deflect it, and then I reached out and grabbed the spare orb. It had no purpose anymore, but I still tossed it into my soul world for later.

Men were shouting and screaming around me. Half of the ship was in flames now and they were only just becoming aware of my attack. I kicked off, flying up into the air as quickly as I had arrived. That was when I was hit in the back. A fiery explosion hit me, and my armored buckled under the hit but managed to survive. Considering how powerful my armor was, that was a testament to the level of spell someone had just used on me.

I looked down to see countless ships. It was a small armada of fey ships. They had been protecting the ceremony that I had unceremoniously interrupted. They hadn’t seen me fly down so quickly in the dark, but now, all of the mages were on deck and shooting spells my way. All I had done is take a core that was rightfully mine, and they were sending their most powerful kill spells my way. These mages were no joke either. Combining two or three mage’s per spell, my old self would have been vaporized in only a few minutes under such an onslaught. It only reminded me of how vulnerable I had been, how helpless I had been when they took everything from me.

Anger started to surge through me, and I lifted my hand. “Meteor!”

Chapter 1661

I didn’t use my dungeon point unlock of Meteor. Rather, the spell I used came from the lore swirling around in my mind. I didn’t summon a single meteor, but instead, I summoned a storm of dozens of meteors. As spells continued to shoot out at me, many being blocked by a mana shield I was maintaining, I brought down meteor after meteor, each one somewhat small, but still big enough to destroy a vessel.

They broke through the sky, cracking whatever constituted for a roof for this dungeon. The dungeon was already falling apart. The only reason it didn’t look it was because the majority of the miasma had been stored in those underground hallways. I was pulling on that. The majority of the dungeon required very little to maintain, so even though I was consuming the power rapidly, it didn’t start to show until the meteors burst through.

In the night sky, it looked like the stars were falling. Each one landed on a ship, causing it to erupt in a massive explosion. Boom! Boom! Boom! One after another, the armada was decimated. The force was enough to cause small tsunamis, causing the other ships to tossed and turned, stopping the magical barrage that had been falling on me. I continued to take out ship after ship in rapid succession, raining fire down with reckless abandon.

When I tried to move forward a step, I felt an invisible barrier hold me. I looked around and then made a hiss. Those clever magicians had created a magical trap for me. Having realized they couldn’t hurt me, some of them had wrapped mana restraints around the area. It was difficult to see, but the hung like fine wires all across the sky, binding me in place. I tore through them all. It required quite a bit of mana to break, and for a moment I felt dizzy.

I shook my head. I was being too wasteful with my mana. I needed to be more restrained or I’d never been able to kill them all. I dropped from the sky, allowing myself to be swallowed by the sea. I was somewhat blinded by the ocean, but they could not see me either. It didn’t matter because I could use my map. As long as I saw the red dot, I destroyed it. It was as simple as that. Muffled explosion after explosion boomed overhead, but I started to feel anxious and unhappy. Where was she? Where was that woman? Where was the one who killed my child?

I sent tendrils of mana out through the entire dungeon. I had absorbed its lore, so I knew what the dungeon knew, and as long as she was in this dungeon, then I should be able to find her. It looked like she was taking her forces to conquer the main island. They were already right about where I had left. It was suited to deal with them there. I abandoned the shattered remains of the fleet and then headed toward the main island, destroying any red mark I saw in my path.

Of course, there were no living marks on the map that showed anything but red any longer.