My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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Create Dungeon, a 25 dungeon point fourth tier spell. I had always ignored this ability since I didn’t understand how it worked. That was until Shao managed to turn the Capitol into a temporary dungeon. At that point, I realized the potential of this ability. Even then, I never thought I’d end up using it. I could entrap people and then release miasma, summoning monsters at will.

Of course, I wasn’t a level 100 Demon Lord, so I couldn’t create Miasma of my own. That was what the girls had been doing. They borrowed the Miasma from our neighboring dungeon, and upon my command, it was released so that I could create this dungeon. The name had been selected by me. In fact, as soon as I cast the spell, I felt I had control of this realm. I could knock down buildings, create monsters, and even embed myself into the earth, creating a true dungeon.

Naturally, those weren’t my goals. The reason I created this dungeon was so that I could kill these Knights. If they died, some of them might be resurrected, and they’d likely be resurrected in the Imperial Cloud Meadow, not here. In short, I’d be alerting them about my presence, and I wasn’t ready to do that yet. First, I had to take care of Lord Reign, and then I’d mount defenses against the Imperial Cloud Meadow. As long as they didn’t get any news, it could be months or even years before they started any trouble.

At this point, the knights started charging me, but I wasn’t done. Raising up my hand, I stared down the charging knights with a smirk on my face.

“Summon Monster!”

A lulling note suddenly echoed across the engulfed city. Growing out of the ground from a circle of magic was the siren. Every dungeon had to have a boss, didn’t they? I immediately imbued upon her the boss’s status, causing her stats to quickly grow. As she sang, the Knights slowed, their walking suddenly becoming disordered.

At this point, I used up some of the lingering Miasma to create undead under her control. They weren’t the ones she had back in her old place, but they were enough for now. As the undead charged at the Knights, only a few of them managed to come out of it.

“Seal your ears! It’s a siren!’ The leader cursed.

These were high-level Knights, after all. Their armor and status weren’t just for show. Those that snapped out of it hit their neighbors and then started to cover their ears.

“Attack!” I gave the order.

From behind me, my five girls attacked. Celeste rose up and began her own song. It tied into the siren’s song seamlessly. At first, the siren seemed taken aback, but Celeste’s Magic Singer job was much higher now, and her skill far exceeded the siren. Rather than offend the boss, this seemed to energize her, as she worked to synergize her singing with Celeste.

The sound grew more vibrant, and those that had failed to block their ears in time became incapacitated.

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Golems and elementals seemed immune to these kinds of bedazzling techniques, but in future dungeons, Celeste’s high-level tunes would be absolutely devastating. The party cut down the men one at a time. Once they fell to the ground dead, barely ten seconds passed before they rose back up, brought to life by the combined tune of a sylph and a siren. It was a horrific combination.

“You…” The leader’s eyes finally turned to fear. “You can’t do this! You can’t!”

Of course, I had my eyes down, not looking directly at the slaughter in front of me. I hated killing, but it was kill or be killed. However, once he started pleading, I met his eyes.

“Why not?” I asked. “You’d have done the same to me.”

“You… you’ll start a war! Not just against Reign… but a power you can't possibly stop!”

I lowered my eyes as a sword plunged into his back, coming out the front.

“You misunderstand,” I said as the man coughed out blood and collapsed to the ground. “This is my declaration of war. Bring it!”

A few minutes later, the dungeon around the village dissipated. To the outside eye, the town would have looked strangely empty and derelict, but once the barrier fell, the buildings, the people, and everything else was gone. It was as if the village just suddenly disappeared.

A portal later and standing in Chalm, the Mayor glanced over at me nervously. “What will you do now?”

“I need to free the king as quickly as possible. As for you, get ready. Chalm is going to war.”

 

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