Chapter 1000: Messy Backline, A Battle Ending

Chapter 1000: Messy Backline, A Battle Ending

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Giving one last glance at the withering kobold, Shegror pulled back into Alexander's mind, relinquishing control and becoming just a power source, and sighed loudly, sounding tired.

'There. I've done my part. Now, you do what you want with what's left of my power here; I'm going to take a nap,' she said, pulling further back.

Alex looked at the kobold with a pity-filled gaze.

"You poor bastard. At least, I would have given you a battle-worthy death..." he murmured.

But he had no time to stick around and waste time on an already dying foe. Turning his head toward the cavern's entrance, he could see the glow of Kary's flame getting deeper into the tunnels.

"They're getting pushed back. I guess it's time to help them out before they exhaust themselves."

Getting tired of seeing nothing in this darkness-filled cavern, Alex thought he could meld with a companion he hadn't used in a while.

'Morpheus. Care to join this battle?' he asked inside his mind.

A jovial screech responded to his words, and he felt Morpheus' presence well inside his soul, ready to meld at any time.

Reaching out to it, Alex felt his power spike again.

His sight completely darkened, making him virtually blind, but short-range pulses of mana started blasting off him continuously, lighting up his mind with imagery echoes.

"Man, I'll never truly get used to seeing like this..." Alex muttered to himself as the cave lit up in his head like a white scenery of contours and stop-motion shapes.

But he was used to it enough to fight, and so he got to it.

"Sorry it took so long for me to help, kiddo. That warrior was no joke," Alex replied, chuckling lightly.

Undoing the meld with Morpheus, Alex glanced over the party as the leathery wings on his back folded back into his form and his skin took back its usual tanned colour instead of the pitch black it was right now.

Apart from David, Violette, and the three ranged attackers who used almost no mana, the rest of them looked like they had just run a marathon, their bodies covered in sweat and their faces showing clear signs of exhaustion.

They hadn't yet crossed the cusp of mana exhaustion, but he could tell they were mostly teetering on it, including Kary.

Sighing loudly, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Before we push further into this dungeon, even if it is a risk, we must do something about your mana reserves. David, what do you think? Is the mana in here dense enough to have them form their mana cores if I help with Aether?" he asked, turning to the necromancer.

David took a second to think, feeling the mana density with his senses, and shrugged.

"I don't see why it wouldn't work. But I have to say. It's not just risky. We'll have no one ready to defend us for a while during that time, aside from me and Violette. Do you think it's wise to use that time here?"

Alex looked at Killian, Jin-Sil, and Aapo before looking back at David.

"If I finish with those three, they can defend in the meantime if something happens. We really need to mana capacity. Fighting like this is no way to proceed into a true dungeon. Someone will end up collapsing mid-fight, and we'll take casualties," he replied.

"Is that okay with you three?" he asked, looking back at them again.

The three of them nodded, and Alex smiled.

"Then, let's get to it!" he exclaimed, clapping his hands.

They needed to do this as fast as possible to ensure their safety.