Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 892- Simon Vs the Three Kings (3)

Gil-Garna realised that he could not underestimate the demon. If he can throw more of such magic around, it would be quite troublesome. He looked at the fighting three clans below and the orc army charging in before coming up with a plan.

"Hey you two, I know you both have your qualms against me. However, how about we keep it aside for a while and deal with the demon first? If we fight amongst ourselves, we are only giving the enemy a chance to attack us when we are weak. What I am asking is for a temporary truce. We can always settle our scores after we defeat him".

Yverza and Shasurna who were listening to his words, were silent for a while. They understood the implications of things if they left the demon and his army at large.

Not to mention there was also the harpy queen, who knows what she was thinking. If they fought among themselves they are inviting more trouble.

As much as they hated Gil-Garna and were wary of his plans, they couldn't think of any better option. In any case, they decided to pretend to go with his suggestion.

And so with the three kings issuing orders at once, the three clans stopped fighting among themselves and presented a unified front against the new entrants.

"Charge!! Don't let the enemy surround us"

Taking charge, the direct subordinates of the three kings returned back to their positions and hurriedly instructed the three clans.

Leading the offence against them were Berigard and his generals. There was no fear or apprehension in their eyes only determination to prove their worth in battle.

The orc army burned with the fire to redeem themselves and at the same time, they who had undergone a brand new transformation and turned their lives upside down were itching to try out their new powers and strength.

And so, with an earth shaking momentum, the two armies clashed against each other.

Weapons were drawn, skills flew around and blood sprouted everywhere. It was like watching two large meat grinding forces colliding together.

There was bound to be many casualties on both sides. Not only were they equal in numbers, they all had a high average level. However, that said there was a key difference between the two armies.

The orc army burned with the fire to redeem themselves and at the same time, they who had undergone a brand new transformation and turned their lives upside down were itching to try out their new powers and strength.

While the three clans having ventured so many floors and experienced so much during this time, were clearly fatigued.

Not only that, their bodies were marked with injuries, their teamwork broken and their numbers reduced, they were far from being in their optimum state.

In this regard, the Orc army clearly had the advantage. Observing everything from the sky, Simon nodded his head and stepped forward.

He could see Berigard taking the lead and fighting the level 600+ beings from the enemy's side. The orc generals were supporting him. Having reached level 600+ after his evolution, the new orc king was not any weaker than the direct subordinates of the three kings.

"Good" Seeing that they were doing just fine Simon glanced at the people behind him before stating.

"Move back, I am going to challenge the three kings altogether".

There was no hesitation in voice. Once he spoke he already started preparing his attacks. Irene who was the most calmest, level headed and the one who understood him the best, nodded her head and moved away.

The others wanted to say something especially Bea; nonetheless, she moved as per his instructions.

"Now then, my subordinates are watching. I shall use you all as a stepping stone to gauge my strength" Simon shifted his attention towards the three kings.

[Pride is in effect, all emotions have been suppressed].

[Ancestral Symbol Ignition]

BOOM… he who was already under the effects of the pride, didn't hesitate to activate his trump card right off the bat.

The golden tribal like tattoos on his body, burned with a feverish light. These complex markings that were with him since the moment he was born in this world, could be seen even from over his clothes burning with a golden lustre.

Badump- feeling his heart pounding, Simon clenched his hands and took a step forward. That instant, his figure disappeared and appeared next to Yverza.

The Ivory Terraquake Rhino was prepared and hurriedly crossed his arms to block the incoming attack.

BANG… a solid sound punch connected, space shuddered intensely and the air in the immediate area was blasted away. Yverza was blown back by the force and thrown to the ground.

Simon knocked one of the seven kings with just one punch.

"Dammit… you insignificant demon, I'll make you regret for all your transgressions" Caught off guard by that unexpected speed initially, the other two kings prepared their attacks. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Shasurna was the first to move. However, just as he spouted those words, an attack was already coming towards him.

CLANG… Hurriedly, he defended with his harpoon. A metallic clang rang out when the fist connected with the shaft of the harpoon. Air rippled intensely and the shaft showed signs of bending from the sheer force of the punch.

Nevertheless, the harpoon was not your ordinary item. In the end, it did not buckle.

Splash… blood spurted, the one to take damage from the attack was none other than the demon.

Shasurna who was smirking at the unequipped attack of the demon was a sec too late to react to the kick that came immediately after.

SMACK… the kick connected squarely on the face of the snakemen sending him flying down into the ground.

The next second as soon as his wounds healed Simon turned towards the last reaming king in the sky and rushed towards him.

CLANG… claws and sword collided. Unlike the other kings, Gil-Garna managed to parry the attack with the sword strapped to his back. This alone showed the difference between him and the other two kings.

That said, even though he managed to stop the attack, Simon was far from over.

[Ability Conferment]— Chilling Touch. At that instant, Gil-Garna felt his arms suddenly go cold causing his balance to tip.

CLANG… the sword in his hand was pushed aside allowing the claws to tear through his flesh. Blood spurted and Gil-Grana was sent down from the sky.

"Heh, he is quite clever. He used the movement skill to avoid most of the damage and make it look like he suffered a severe wound" Simon grinned. -----

Name- Yverza

Race- Ivory Terraquake Rhino

Level- 785

Skills- [Herculean Strength], [Herculean Defence], [Ultra Enhanced Agility], [Enhanced Magic], [Ultra Enhanced Endurance], [Ultra High speed Regenration], [Body Empowerment], [Gale Magic Resistance], [Flame Magic resistance], [Lightning Magic Resistance], [Tremor Magic Resistance], [Blunt Damage Ultra Resistance], [Mana Lines], [Ability Conferment], [Intimidation], [Martial Arts Mastery], [Granite Spinebuster], [Terraquake Takedown], [Titanic Suplex], [Thunderous Piledriver], [Granite Spinebuster], [Meteoric Body Press], [Devastator Smash], [Berserk Rhino Twist], [Rockslide Hammer Fist], [Earthshaker Dropkick], [Raging Force Slam], [Avalanche Crush], [Grapple], [Fury Fist], [Savage Horn], [Ground Splitter Stomp], [Breaker Kick], [Elbow Drop], [Colossal Boulder Press], [Power Lariat]... [Supreme Ivory Body]