My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Terra! Now!”

Terra leaped up, creating several rock divots as she leaped to the top of the ceiling of the boss room. When she reached the top, Twilight finally noticed her.

“You… apostle of Gaia. Your death will be the most rewarding.”

“Yeah, well try with this!”

A stone platform moved over, and immediately a flood of liquid fell from the ceiling like a waterfall. This was one of the things I had planned. As the Apeman was starting to be overwhelmed with tentacles, a flood of water fell rushed by. As soon as it touched any of the dark tentacles, there was a sizzling sound. The flood of water was of course water of life, enriched mana that seemed to be opposed to Twilight’s resin. As the tentacles retreated, one grabbed Twilight and pulled it up off the ground, pulling it back too.

Unfortunately, the stream quickly fell to a trickle. It had only been a small stream that I had redirected to this spot. The rest was too important to feeding the dungeon and making it stronger. This batch had stored up and was released all at once. The room was filled with bubbling fog as miasma and mana clashed. The Blood Spirit continued to screech and push back the tentacles.

“Master, what do we do?” Terra asked.

I frowned as I thought about it. I had created enough of a barrier with the three bosses to keep the avatar at bay, but they also hadn’t done a lot of damage either. When it came to mana use, I had to heal them several times and use a lot of mana to keep them fighting. Meanwhile, the wraiths were continuing their ascent and were already 1/3rd of the way up. The best we had done is delay Twilight. We hadn’t managed to harm the avatar in the slightest.

“We need to fall back.” I gave the order. Head to Boss room 2. Terra!”

“Yes!”

Terra went to the side and slammed her fist into one of the columns. As it fell, it struck another column, knocking it down. This column hit another, and then another. The entire boss room began to creak and groan as the rocks began to fall from the ceiling. The Spirit began to fly back and the Apeman left the room. I locked eyes with a form in the distance surrounded by darkness.

“You’re only delaying the inevitable, Deek. I’m coming for you. I’m always coming.”

Terra grabbed me and the pair of us fled as the room completely collapsed. This wasn’t just collapsing a room, but breaking off a piece of the dungeon. Everything up to that point, nearly 1/3 of the dungeon, was no longer in my awareness. Our only choice was to retreat to the 2nd boss room and give it a go. We’d be meeting up with the three-headed bear, and if luck was willing, we’d have a chance to take a breath.

That’s what I was hoping, but then an alarm popped in front of my vision, and I couldn’t help but let out a groan.

{A rival dungeon master has entered your dungeon and declared war. Push them back to protect your dungeon.}

This wasn’t because I had cut off a piece of my dungeon. The piece of my dungeon I sacrificed had merely gone to Twilight. This was a second dungeon master declaring war at the same time. I could already feel the fighting going on in another part of the dungeon. The Infernal Hell had suddenly decided to declare war on us.