Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 64: Rewards

Gourd’s lifeless body which was riddled with holes slowly fell onto the marsh. His dim eyes looked at Gelgar and his mouth moved as if trying to tell him something but ultimately failed as the last of his energy left him and his entire body became motionless. Slowly his body submerged and disappeared from view eternally.

It seemed that Gourd was trying to say something during his last breath.

A notification rang out in Simon’s mind as the window displayed that the Great Blood Ogre was now dead.

[Great Blood Ogre, Gourd died, acquired 7,500,000 DP]

Looking at the amount of DP he acquired, Simon wasn’t very surprised as the Demon Baron duo netted him each 3,000,000 for a total of 6,000,000 DP. The Great Blood Ogre being a [C] rank, far outclassed the duo in terms of strength and growth. Thus the DP he would provide after his death would be much higher than the likes of Mike and Berd.

From the beginning of this dungeon war, Simon had been earning every hour and from their deaths. The DP he amassed was so great that someone like Gelgar would be thunderstruck to see the total amount.

That added with the DP acquired from Gourd was just the cherry on top.

Never even in his wildest dream would Gelgar have imagined that instead of harming Simon, he had rather helped him benefit even more. A major chunk of his DP was Gelgar’s generous gift.

Gelgar’s mind was already in disarray as he watched the last of his subordinates die at the hands of his enemy. Gourd was the [C] rank subordinate he summoned from the [Summon] option of his dungeon menu a decade ago.

His dungeon was the lowest rank dungeon and hardly produced any dungeon emblem over the years. And the only emblem his dungeon ever produced was used on summoning Gourd. Losing him was equal to losing the guardian of the dungeon.

Gelgar wasn’t confident enough that his dungeon would produce another emblem through which he could summon another [C] rank subordinate.

Blood rushed onto his head as the little bit of sanity he was holding onto disappeared. The delicate string that was holding onto his rationality finally snapped.

ROOAAARRR…

A grating voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell sounded out. Gelgar roared like an angered beast as all the reasoning flew out of his mind and his eyes turned entirely crimson. His body which was already buffed by the [Berserk] skill expanded even more as the power inside him wreaked havoc.

Like a maddened beast that only knows how to slaughter, he charged towards Simon with a momentum of a mountain as if trying to smash him into bits even at the cost of his life.

“…..” Simon on the other hand looked at the current Gelgar and snorted. When Gelgar had survived the infernal magic, even he was surprised. The next moment his eyes turned gloomy thinking that it would be hard to achieve victory. However, who would have thought that Gelgar would sink his own boat.

Now that his rationality was gone, he became much less of a threat than before. A beast that only knows how to kill brutishly, had no way of defeating Simon.

With a wild charge, Gelgar started throwing a storm of punches at him. BANG… BANG… BANG… Each of his punches contained an extreme amount of energy and produced sonic booms whenever he punched out. Simon used the skill [Sword Mastery] to easily deflected all the attacks and countered with a slash of his own.

RIPP…

Like a cloth being ripped apart, the sword slashed through the defence of a Demon Viscount and sent Gelgar reeling back. The Crimson Blazing Flame Sword was a [A] rank weapon, the edges of the blade glimmered with unparalleled sharpness.

Even without using the skill provided by the sword, it was powerful enough to completely neglect the defence stat of Demon Viscount. Even Simon felt his skin tingling whenever he looked at the sheen of the blade.

Drip… Drip… A large gash dripping with blood appeared on the already burned flesh of Gelgar that made him look even more horrendous. But without even mending to his wound or lurching in pain, he charged at Simon once again.

Just like a beast that wouldn’t stop before killing his enemy, Gelgar completely disregarded his life as he forsook all his defence to attack continuously.

Wild attacks that had no intent other than to tear his opponent apart was continuously dished out by Gelgar. [Earth Spike Missiles], [Wind Slash], [Wind Cutter], [Earth Boulders]… he used a barrage of magic one after another without reserving any of his mana.

BOOM… BOOM… BOOM…

The floor quaked and trembled wherever the magic landed. It was as if the only thing he wanted right now was to destroy and devastate everything. Huge earthen boulders, sharp earthen pillars accompanied by piercing winds rained down across the ninth floor for hundreds of meters.

The scene was as if a great calamity had occurred as the entire marsh toppled and tumbled. The might of maddened Demon Viscount was on full display. Although Simon was aware that Gelgar wouldn’t be able to keep this outburst of attack for long, but before that his ninth floor would be wrecked. He wasn’t just going to let Gelgar rum rampant on his dungeon.

Utilising his Gale Magic Mastery and his [High-Speed Flight] skill, Simon cut a path through the onrushing storm of attacks and appeared in front of Gelgar.

The moment Simon appeared, a wild jab was already on its way towards him, but he swiftly sidestepped the attack and the punch penetrated through his afterimage. Swinging his crimson sword vertically, he immediately cut apart Gelgar’s outstretched hand.

SHIIING…

ROAR… Blood spurted out like a fountain from the sliced hand as Gelgar gave out a beastly roar and immediately threw a kick towards Simon. Crimson eyes masked with madness and insanity, locked into Simon. Even when his hand got chopped, Gelgar didn’t show any signs of being in pain nor waking up from his trance.

Just when the kick came flying towards him, the blade in his hand lit with crimson light as the sword and the kick met.

SPURT…