[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 619

I feel incredible. Like I've slept for months, and my muscles and bones have healed and become stronger.

I've only slept a few hours a month for the last few months, training to become strong enough to defeat the Lich King, then preparing for the B-Class exams, and even during the exams themselves, staying on guard and leveling up inside the Divine Construct.

I had small respites, but never a full reset.

My mind feels completely clear, and my body is as light as a feather.

I instantly take advantage of my two new mythic-grade skills, activating stealth and walking right out of the deactivated mana-shielded labyrinth room.

The streets and association workers are in chaos as I activate a telepathic link with all of my doubles simultaneously.

"I'm going to need a large amount of mana crystals farmed and a team from the Crimson Army to help restore the Vice Region. I've left quite the mess here..."

No further explanation is needed, as with my new mythic-grade body double perk, all memories are instantly shared between my main body and my other three.

There's no longer any time lag or mysteries between us. It's like my consciousness is split into four parts, and I can choose which ones to focus on or put on the backburner.

My double, currently in the Apex Region with Rodrigo and Bri, replies.

"On it, we were just finishing up here. I'll notify the army right now. Plus, it's been almost two hours since you left. I'll be happy to notify our teammates of your successful healing process."

I then activate the second new perk of my mythic-grade body double upgrade—the ability to use teleportation magic to instantly swap places with any of my three linked doubles.

In an instant, a flash of white light in the Apex and Vice Regions simultaneously blinks, and I find myself in one of the isolated A-Class-only resting suites at the Apex Region's Association Headquarters.

Bri and Rodrigo stare at me with confused looks as my mana control vanishes from the room.

I grin and look down at the stacks of papers and plans we've come up with in the last few hours, letting the memories of my double rush in so we can continue our meeting.

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Meanwhile, far off to the west, thousands of kilometers away, Raven flies high in the air. She's carrying an important package that was picked up from the lobby of the Apex Region's headquarters amidst all the chaos.

While my double, Bri, Rodrigo, and all the higher-grade hunters were off subjugating the breaks all throughout the region, the beautiful white statue of a dragon in the main hall was stolen by a woman using a divine stealth ability.

It rests safely in her item box as she flies through the skies at speeds far exceeding anything someone without a true core could hope to reach.

Every ten minutes or so, she drinks one of the bright green potions gifted to her as the divine energy-imbued wounds begin burning into her body and soul.

The mythic-grade potions are enough to temporarily stave off the pain, but even she knows they won't be enough to heal her completely. The thought at the back of her mind is that the 200 yellow fragments from delivering this package should be enough to treat her wounds.

However, after the first cough of blood spreads through the air following her final potion, doubt creeps in.

She approaches a large white mansion deep inside a jungle, with no other villages or civilization for hundreds of kilometers in any direction.

The mansion has hundreds of windows and a long, white central walkway cutting through a cleared out portion of the jungle, leading to the entrance of the mysterious mansion.

As Raven descends into the jungle, she deactivates her stealth ability and begins slowly walking down the white pathway. Along the path, numerous art pieces line the way.

Massive ogres holding axes, long-tailed serpents with venomous fangs, an army of stone golems, a humongous minotaur, and even smaller creatures like goblins, wolves, and slimes.

They all share the same lifelike appearance and shimmering white color just like the dragon statue Raven holds in her item box.

Every hundred meters along the walkway, there's a statue missing, where it seems the collector is waiting for a new masterpiece to display.

Raven's slow, rhythmic footsteps echo closer and closer to the four massive cylindrical pillars in front of the staircase leading up to the mansion's entrance.

She coughs blood again, holding her mouth shut so as not to ruin the pristine displays, and the two massive front doors creak open.

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