Chp. 35 Braindead side-character
[Dungeon Creatures are not allowed to register as owners.]
"I see…" Marc said realizing that it was still futile if they could understand as they could not register as owners. And the text was followed with a reddish stickman who seemed to be doing a cross with his hands seemingly telling the dungeon creatures to halt.
"And this is what the Holy Artifact would show us whenever we are here, this is how we made the prophecy that the new owner must be an Unpure soul to be accepted by the Artifact…" Imlis said but she looked at the younger generations who were full of doubt.
Marc too has the same expression but in his mind he is yelling that it was just a warning sign for you to stop and that to not over interpret that message.
The young ones though were silent as their worldview had been overturned as they now know that the things told to them about the Holy artifact was all lies.
"But in reality, we just have no way of deciphering that text shown to us by the Holy-ahem…by the Dungeon core." Untlac looked sad as he looked at the floating Orb atop them.
Marc was holding it in as he felt his brain cannot process how no one thought of trying to translate or study the letters. They can speak English but they do not even know how to write the language.
"*Sigh*" Marc sighed as he looked at the faces around him who turned their attention to his deep sigh of defeat.
"You say that the Dungeon core would only accept humans?" Marc felt he should not clear the misunderstanding of the others here and that he should just make use of it.
"Y-yes great warrior…" the Goblin Chief nodded as he looked at Marc in fear since he still hurt from the battle earlier.
"Do any of you have a problem with me taking it then?" Marc looked around the faces of the people he just beat up but they cannot refute in fear of him. Marc shrugged his shoulders and walked forward to claim the Dungeon for himself.
"NOO!!!!" it was then another voice sounded out as a thin male Dark elf came running in looking at Marc with anger as he had heard what had happened and that the perpetrator was a human warrior.
He ran in haste just to reach the place seeing this scene where Marc was going to claim the dungeon.
"TAKE YOU HANDS OF THE HOLY ARTIFACT!! THAT IS MINE AND MINE ALONE!!" the man was so tired of his haste and so panicked that he did not notice his thought came out loud from his mouth.
"Who's this idiot?" Marc asked as he felt no strength within the body of this fool who came running and rambling like a madman.
"Great Warrior, that is a consort of mine. The Father of my daughter…" Imlis said as she looked in fear towards Marc.
"Get him out then…" Marc said but then the dark elf pounced to the interface and swiped his hand and one of the various screen interface followed his hands.
"Gasp!" audible gasp was heard as they saw this. Now one had ever been able to interact with the interface since their long history.
"YOU THIEF! YOU THINK YOU CAN STEAL WHAT IS MINE?! THE HOLY ARTIFACT CHOSE ME AND I AM ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER!!" the guy screamed towards Marc while he donned an arrogant expression seeing the faces of the people around him.
"Hah! Surprised aren't you? Hehehe… I have been laying low for now studying the Holy Artifact and wanting to bond with it but as soon as you all get your ass handed down to you then you give it willingly to the enemy! I SHALL NOT HAVE IT!!" the Dark Elf laughed crazily while Marc looked at his weirdly seeing which interface he pulled away.
He had been looking at the other interfaces trying to understand how the dungeon core works and found the terms and conditions so he did not expect that the idiot that just came to take one screen away like it was a very precious thing. But what was written on it made Marc raise his brow a bit and confused as to how does this option even exist?
[Would you like to initiate Self-Destruct Sequence?]
[Yes][No]
"Hehehe… since I have found my gift I have been studying the Holy text for years and I have found what would give me the right to rule you all! Though I have not been able to learn much but I do know what is written here contains the words 'Initiate', 'Self', 'sequence' and something like extreme explosiveness. Hahaha… in my studies this will give me the power to initiate inside myself a sequence to gain unlimited power!!" the dark elf guy rambled on as he saw the faces of the others feeling shocked.
"H-how can you touch to Holy text?" Untlac was wide eyed as he looked at the consort of the Dark Elf Matriarch doing something no one could do.
"Is that so special? I could do it too?" Marc nonchalantly waved his hand and some interfaces moved with his arms.
"SO WHAT?! I HAVE THE ULTIMATE POWER IN MY HANDS! Though I have not been able to decipher everything but I am confident that I will become the ruler of this dying world and shall be treated as its messiah!!" the Dark elf looked crazed as he looked at the Interface following his left hand.
"I see… so you were able to find a human's hand and transplant it on yours. But what gave you the confidence that that part will give you power and if you just placed that hand on your body then how were you chosen? You just decided that on your own and went on yourself made dillusional drivel…"Marc picked his nose as he looked uninterestedly towards the idiot carrying the self-destruct button.
"Why? Because I am a genius able to decipher these text when no one could! I was able to make a human's hand as mine! I had a hard time before I went out to the crusade but I was lucky to find a dying man so I took his arm! The Heavens deemed me worthy by giving me what is needed to rule this dying world!
I had just delayed it so I could understand more of this place that I will rule so I waited! I waited until I will become one of the chiefs and I shall take this power as my own! I just did not because that b*tch was with me just so I could come here!" His words made Imlis angry as she and the others listened.
"I had to endure acting servile to these future servants of mine and then they come here bringing you in! Once I get the power inside the Holy Artifact I will kill you and rule this place with an Iron fist! Mwuahahahaha!!" the Dark Elf posed like your typical villain as he explained while his other hand covered his face and arched his back laughing.
"Thank god you at least had the stupidity to wait and understand the text but maybe it was unfortunate because it would have destroyed this place a lot earlier…" Marc's voice echoed in the top of the tower.
"Huh?" the others looked skeptically at Marc who said that.
"What do you mean thief?" the dark elf looked at Marc fearlessly as he thought that this was just a rambling of a defeated foe.
"Would you like to initiate Self-Destruct Sequence… that what it says…" Marc's words made the others realize Marc could read the texts. "… which means if you press the three character button it will make this whole place go to the void in mere seconds so therefore killing everything inside here."
"Wh-what are y-you…" the Dark Elf struggled as he realized Marc could read the text better than him.
"Also, you are a total idiot. You can transplant a human arm to you but first thing to thought of some divine will gave it to you? Did your mother drop you in the toilet when you were born or something? And with you slow ass movements do you think you can press that button there before I slice you head off?" Marc's eyes focused to the Dark Elf who received Marc's full blown aura pressure.
"Grkhh! Y-you Liar! I am chose…" that was the last thing he could say as he felt the world spin and by the time it stopped he could see Marc standing in front of a headless body.
'Aren't those my clothes?' that was all it thought as he saw Marc walking towards him. Somehow he felt Marc was so tall in person.
"The answer is no, idiot…" Marc then kicked the head so hard it burst apart like a watermelon.
"Well now all that NPC is taken care off, everybody else other than the three of you stay…" Marc said as he pointed at Magla, Bula and Imlis.
"A-as you wish Great Warrior…" Untlac said as he was still shaken from what just happened.
Marc was then left in the Dungeon Core with the three women standing there unsure what to do.
"Um… go clean that trash by the side." Marc said pointing to the dead body of the former Elf Consort.
The three was silent as they nodded and went to drag out the dead body of the unnamed idiot. Imlis was not even sure why she does not remember the consorts name, she even asked her daughter earlier but all she said was she does not know.