Chapter 365 The Clash Of Light And Darkness

The darkness enshrouded the spacious cave with a dense haze of smoke slowly drifting through the air. Only a bright golden light radiated in the darkness, quickly intensifying.

The figures in heavy armor all kneeled, their reptile eyes searing with fanaticism and madness. The entire stone ground was covered in blood and viscera, the strong smell of death mixing with the smoke, ash, and snow.

The dragon threw his minions one last glance as the divine energy gathered in his breath glands, boiling and bubbling, ready to explode and unleash absolute annihilation.

"You have served me well, my minions!" The next second, a bright golden light reached its peak, and a gigantic and thick column of golden flames pulsing with divine energy descended.

The flaming tsunami swept through the cave, everything evaporating and vanishing under the golden brilliance. The stone turned red and melted as far as one could see, illuminating the long and wide cave tunnel in red light as if it had turned into hell.

The XP notifications popped in the corner of the dragon's visions, each signifying death of his minion.

'This is bad. This wasn't supposed to happen when I sent them here.'

The golden flames sizzled out as suddenly as they arrived, leaving behind only a massive sea of molten stone stretching from one wall of the cave to the other one. The heat was so intense that magma dripped even from the black stone canopy above his head, raining down like a rain of fire.

Ding!

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You have slain a dungeon miniboss!

Reward: 3 X Silver mystery box

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'Just a single breath...' Only now did the dragon fully realize the vast gap between him and most of the beings, 'The peak members of the four balance rase are truly not something a mortal can face without some godly intervention.'

The difference was startling compared to his previous fight with the miniboss: ' The only difference was that I added divine energy into the breath this time. It doesn't matter if it isn't real or just in my head. Divine energy made the concept of my flame absolute.'

Even Vesuvius still didn't fully understand the powers of the divine energy beyond its power to reinforce and empower concepts.

'But was it really mind magic? It would explain the weird teleportation from now and the absurdly impossible regeneration...' It still felt fishy and weird to the dragon. He couldn't fathom what it was, but something in his unconscious felt his assumption might be wrong.

'This is why I hate mind magic... it is so confusing that I don't even know what is real or not.'

The dragon's eyes swept through the molten lake of lava. But everything was dead. There were no survivors.

'I was wrong about it; the exploration can wait. At first, I need to slay the dungeon boss to make it safer. I was too greedy, impatient, and eager to get as much loot as possible, and this is how it ended.'

Silently the dragon flapped his huge wings and shot toward the never-ending darkness of the dungeon.

Vesuvius felt regret. He wanted his minions to loot the dungeon while he moved deeper, seeking the true jackpot as he refused to leave behind even a single golden coin.

'I underestimated this dungeon... I truly did.' He felt his connection with his war draconid slightly pulse with anger and aggression, 'They are fighting. The mortals are even greedier than me. I didn't know my soldiers would die so easily, but the humans knew it and attacked anyway.'

POV Noob:

The player opened his eyes as he logged back. Around him was nothing but green plains overgrown with lush, knee-length grass. He stood in his plate armor with his green cloak moving in the breeze.

'I am no longer the same noob that I used to be... I didn't die for a long time.'

Everything was silent, even too silent, as if all the birds and insects had vanished. The everpresent, coal-black clouds of demonic miasma hunged above him, submerging the plains into darkness.

The long muddy swatch went from one horizon to another, carved into the green background, as if a large group of people had passed through.

'Did I miss something? Where is the army...' his thoughts vanished as he glanced at the setting of his spawn point.

He smacked his head with his hand, 'I am such an idiot! I didn't set it up to the army but instead to the location where I stood!'

Suddenly a loud sound of a trumpet came down, and the sky ruptured and exploded, cracks filled with light spreading in a web-like pattern.

Bright rays of pure, white light shone through the dark demon miasma, tearing them and pushing them back. The war drums resounded, accompanied by an ear-tearing cacophony of shrieks and growls.

The ground shook below, and crimson-red magma burst from the ground as massive fissures opened throughout the plains. The cracks were deep and black, with a red light glowing within them as if they were holes directly to hell.

The ground shook under his teeth, but the noob breathed out in relief as he survived.

'Phuhh, that was close... I guess I am finally lucky. If one of these holes opened below me...'

"Day of judgment has arrived! Begone demons!" The crystal clear voice sounding melodious like a song of a young maiden, resonated through the land, brightening the day and pushing back the gloom.

The angelic legions poured down from the cracks in the sky like bullets of light in their silver armor and bodies and wings of light.

"Ohhh, Hasdiel, the great angel of mercy, please have mercy! Hahahaha!" The loud, distorted laughter exploded from the fiery pits, filled with ridicule and rage.

Then the black and red swarms of demons flooded from the fiery pits, their spears of red fire and shadow aiming forwards as they flapped their black, bat-like wings.

'Ohh shit...' The noob stared with his mouth wide open as the armies of hell, and heaven rushed against each other, leaving him standing in the middle of it as if he was just an insignificant fly, not even worth their attention.

'Ohh, I am going to die again...'