Chapter 908- Surrender of the Ivory Terraquake Rhino and Emerald Viperlord.
The demon must have also realised this or perhaps was undaunted or uncaring about this fact, but he was pressing on with his attacks more fiercely.
"ARRRGHH!!" Gil-Garna roared in frustration. The limbs that he had regenerated with [Ultra High Regenration], were cut off so fast that he was unable to keep up.
Finally, after a while, he was even running out of mana. He who could replenish his mana by drawing the natural mystical energy from the surrounding, was losing to someone who had to even reach level 700.
One could imagine how much Gil-Garna was being overwhelmed.
A Demon Noble who wasn't even a Demon Duke yet, fought opponents far more powerful than him by jumping across levels. Wouldn't he become more powerful if he was allowed to grow?
'No, this demon cannot be allowed to live'...
For the first time, Gil-Garna felt threatened by someone below his level who couldn't even be considered an ant from his view.
The lofty pedestal he was standing on was starting to crumble, falling apart from the fist of the demon who was only around level 600+. He had to kill this demon no matter what or else he will become a great threat in the future.
At this moment the thought of conquering the dungeon completely slipped away from his mind. All he cared about was killing the demon.
Yverza and Shasurna watching the battle from the distance, grit their teeth in defeat and unresignation. The battle between the demon and the ogre king had reached a level where even they couldn't intervene.
Victory or defeat would be revealed soon.
BANG...
That moment came much sooner than expected. Gil-Garna who was annoyed by the constant barrage of attacks slowly draining him, decided to stake it all with his final and most powerful move.
[Quantum Blade Forge]... a blade began to form, drawing all the energy from the MK3 core. When combined with the Dark magic, a pitch black blade so dark that it seemed to be capable of even devouring light, manifested in the world for an instant.
SLASH... Simon slashed forward... and the next second the scene changed.
There was no ground shaking, earth-shattering clash. The black blade, as if meeting no resistance, easily cut through the lava sun.
The incandescent sphere was split cleanly, the dark magic devouring its power. The clash was over before it could even begin, the overwhelming heat and radiance of the lava sun swallowed by the dark abyss of Simon's blade.
The 90th floor stood in silence, everyone whether they be from the enemy faction or the ones watching the battle from the [Main Floor], all were frozen still.
Gil-Garna stood wide eyed at the utterly unbelievable thing that just happened. The world seemed to slow as he registered the impossibility of the event.
Where was the lava sun? What was that black blade? Everything seemed inconceivable. That black blade cut through his magic in an instant and devoured it.
Pffttt... a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth and he gazed down at his chest. He felt a sharp, burning pain from there.
Sure enough, there was a big gash cutting him diagonally from his shoulder to his stomach. The wound was deep, and the blood that oozed out was black as night.
The dark energy from the black blade had not only cut through his physical form but also attacked his very essence. AH!! At that moment, he realised that he had lost the battle.
Gil-Garna staggered and fell on the ground and with that, the battle also came to a close. Of course, not all of it.
As he stood tall, Simon glared at the two standing kings with his cold unyielding eyes. The black blade had already disappeared; however, the aura around him had become even more darker and oppressive.
Facing that kind of bloodlust and evil head on, the two kinds no longer dared to resist. They immediately surrendered and fell on their knees so as to save their lives.
WOOOAAHHHH!! Seeing this scene, the crowd reacted in two ways. One side, the three tribe alliance were devastated and coping up with the loss while the other side, the inhabitants of the dungeon, rejoiced at the victory of their master...