Dungeon of Pride, Laplace
Darkness reigned before the dawn of light... Who would have thought that his mundane life would take a chilling turn one day? Trapped in the monotony of his office existence, Simon suddenly finds himself thrust into an extraordinary realm beyond imagination. Death was merely the beginning... When Simon opened his eyes next, a fantastical landscape vastly different from his familiar office cubicle awaited him. A marvellous sight, a different world. The cruel life... Althaea, a realm of merciless brutality where the law of survival dictates: eat or be eaten, kill or be killed. Born not as a human... Simon emerges as a demon, a being shunned by humanity and embroiled in a relentless war between humans and demons. The Seraphims, protector of humanity, and the Demon lords who rule across all demonkind. Amidst all the chaos, he must navigate the treacherous hierarchy of demonkind as one of the lowest-ranking Demon Nobles. The unique power... The art of dungeon creation—a golden opportunity to ascend above the chaos and establish his dominion. With power comes adversaries... Now he must delve deeper, unveil its hidden powers and forge alliances that will dictate his fate. Fight rival demons, vengeful seraphims, and ancient evils who were up to no good. . Join Simon on his odyssey through a world teetering on the edge of destruction, where every step forward is fraught with danger and every decision could mean life or death. Will he rise to the challenge and defy the odds, or will he succumb to the unforgiving darkness that threatens to consume him? ----- Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can support me by helping me buy illustrations:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.
Chapter 295- Unknown Ruins
The updraft was so powerful that Simon felt like his wings and flight skill was useless here. His body was flipped up and down, left and right before being finally sucked into the centre.
At the same moment, Denzel who was fighting hordes of Red Killer Orcas dozens of miles away from where the snowstorm was, took hurried breaths of air. His body tattered by the numerous battles he had gone through and his left hand that was holding the rapier, was trembling ever so slightly.
If not for the fact that he had trained the way of the sword diligently as if his life depended on it under the guidance of his master, he would have long fallen prey to these monsters who suffered next to no damage when he used his intermediate tier Flame Magic.
Though his mastery of the sword had saved his life numerous times, it was still unable to beat the effects of this place that was slowly chipping away at his strength.