Chapter 927

Chapter 927

My dungeon wasn’t something fancy. It consisted of a single level, and a single mob. That level was the cave and the area in front of it. That mob was me. However, it contained enough miasma in only an hour that I could easily build a ten-floor dungeon. If I kept up this rate, in only a week it’d be twenty floors. Of course, this was a continent that despised curses. Feys would descend on this world in a day or two and obliterate it if I tried to let it grow. Thankfully, that wasn’t my intention at all.

All I wanted was power, and as more and more mana flowed out of the environment, and to me, the fey was weakened, and I grew more powerful. Well, I didn’t really know if they were weakened, but I had to assume that at the very least, the miasma wafting from the dungeon hurt their minds and psyche in the same way it did dungeon divers. Perhaps, it was even more effective on them. One could hope.

“You’re ready,” Elaya said. “I will continue to channel power into you, but it will be up to you to take care of them. Act quickly and decisively, Master.”

“Mm… my mind is made up.” My eyes flashed open. “If I allow them to live, they will only become a problem later. I will have to defeat them all.”

Although my plan sounded ambitious, I was confident I could do it with Elaya’s help. After spending the last two hours working things out, I believed I could defeat them.

I stood up. As I did, I put the disguise back on as a Fey. I would take every advantage I could, even the confusion they felt like one of their own turned on them. I finally began to leave the cave. Even with the illusion, I could feel my body was different. I was emitting miasma now. My complexion had darkened, and even my irises were black.

As I approached the barrier, I came out of the darkness of the cave that had obscured us until now. All of the guards had their weapons out now, and Nerissa had backed up and remounted her war mount. The only one left near the barrier was the little girl, who was still crying, only a few steps from the bloody, dead woman.

I stopped, walking over to the body. After a brief job adjustment, I touched her forehead. The slit on her neck disappeared and after thirty seconds, her eyes popped open and she let out a gasp. During this time, her group watched but were too afraid to attack. When they saw the girl’s eyes snap open, they all let out gasps. One would swear they had never seen resurrection before. Even the little girl covered her mouth, shaking. As for the woman, she stared up at me, blinking several times as she touched her throat.

“You…” Nerissa narrowed her eyes. “How dare you help these filthy humans! Do you want to die?”

“Watch the girl. Don’t let her see.” I told her.

The woman acted more obedient to me than she ever had for her Fey masters. With a low bow, she ran and grabbed the girl, holding her close as the two backed away. With them out of the way, I finally turned to the group of twenty mounted armed knights. Several of the bear creatures took several steps back as if a predator had just gazed at them.

“Who…” Nerissa licked her lips, trying to put moisture back into her mouth. “Who do you think you are?”

“Do you care?” I asked.

“Excuse me?”

“Do you care when you cut down humans?”

“Why would I?” She sneered. “They’re just glorified dungeon monsters!”

“That’s true…” I looked at my open gloved hand before clenching it. “I never really cared either when I kill dungeon monsters.”

She put on a cautious smile. “Y-yeah…”

“So… don’t feel offended when I butcher you like a monster!”