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

Chapter 671

"Are you there?"

My perception watches the entire outside world go about their normal morning, and all the forces outside the tower have powered up and moved into battle formation, waiting for orders or for another force to make their move.

I take a deep breath and think, as there is still no response from the amplifier.

There isn't even an intuitive feeling or pulse of a response back. The bright white and yellow glow from the cube just fades away to black again.

Redgrave's voice echoes through my ears, and I feel the divine injury on my chest burn with hot flames, as it isn't something that's going to be healed by simple self-regeneration.

"You survived that one too? I think Beckman was wrong about you! You're not weak at all! If we'd met decades earlier, maybe you could have joined the council."

He laughs even harder, weaving through the pillars of stone again, his yellow sword glowing bright, ready to attack.

My blades have healed, and I have time to position myself for a defensive move this time.

His words, paired with the images of hundreds of millions of innocent lives outside the tower, make an idea click in my head.

I lock eyes with the flaming man as his focused gaze returns, and I manage to receive his next attack with my hexagonal defense and my blades this time, but he still sends me flying to the far side of the room again.

While it hurts more than any injury I've ever taken before, my mind is partially elsewhere, opening up my Rising Emperor's Domain, using the instant communication perk to forcefully send a message to every single link of loyalty at my fingertips.

"If you feel your power has been borrowed, this is why. The battle has begun. I, The Flame Emperor, have started the fight to save this world. You may not believe me yet, or may not even want to, but I'm sending this message out so that all that I've done isn't in vain."

The throne's trials haven't even begun, and I'm already being thrown around and toyed with by an enemy who isn't even the main threat.

While I'm healing my blades and attempting not to draw any attention to myself until I'm ready to take another hit, Redgrave's manic laughter echoes through the room as he sends waves of fire at the ceiling again.

Next, I forcefully activate the [Spectate] perk on my Rising Emperor's Domain.

Usually, it would be used for surveillance or for me to give direct orders to subordinates, as using this skill gives me access to their visual and sensory feeds. I used it once before to see through Abby and Maria's eyes after the B-Class exams. Smells and even feelings are transmitted through this link.

Instead of viewing through my link's eyes, I allow access for every single one of my links to watch through my own, creating a live pop-up feed of my every thought and move in the minds of over 17.7 million humans all over the 8 Great Regions and Dark Continent.

I yell aloud for all to hear through the link.

"If I die here, this world is in the hands of whoever kills me. I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that doesn't happen. I still need your support!"

I lift my greater form's hands to form a defensive barrier and swing my blades while Redgrave turns my way and bellows out a yell.

"What are you babbling on about? This world was never yours! It's been mine! All mine! For centuries!"

His blade collides with mine again, carving chunks out of the blood-bonded weapons and sending me flying tens of kilometers with a blast of divine light.

As I slam against the wall, I see the amplifier glow again, but I ignore it, as the feeling of millions of eyes watching me takes precedence, and I want to take advantage of that attention while I have it.

I yell for all to hear.

"That's right! The Association has used us all! To put it simply, all the strongest nations in the world right now are fighting over an artifact that either means the end or salvation of the human race as we know it. I—"

My words are cut off again before I can heal my swords, so I have to take this attack head-on again, leaving another massive gash across my chest while Redgrave laughs and yells back.

"Oh, you must be talking to that dragon! What a shame, you're already delusional. I was getting excited that I would have even more time to play. It looks like your time is up, and you're right; the Hunter's Association is mine. The citizens of your 8 Great Regions and Dark Continent are nothing more than sacrifices for my ideal world."

He laughs again, sending divine flames at the ceiling while flying my way and yelling again.

"You know what? They're even more insignificant than that. When I control the throne, I will make your lands and everyone in them burn to ash just to celebrate! You think you can protect them? They are all my people; their lives are mine. Today, The Flame Emperor dies, and I, Redgrave, shall conquer the throne and become this world's god!"

He weaves between pillars of stone faster than ever before, and I don't have the time to heal my blades while simultaneously dealing with the second near-fatal gash on my chest.

The wide, crazy eyes of the red-haired man come into full view as his greater form swings at me with the bright blade shining hot with a True Core's light.

I kick myself off the wall anyway and swing both my damaged blades at the larger-than-life divine flame user coming at me.

I have no way of dodging, and my swords can't handle another hit.

Still, I block, twisting my body to make the odds of my survival as high as possible.

Redgrave's sword swings across his body at me, and I feel the millions of eyes peering through mine.

Many still don't grasp the enormity of this situation at all, but every moment that passes, more begin to understand that today is not just like any other day.

As the yellow blade shatters my hexagonal barrier, instead of making contact with my blades, it collides with the bright yellow cube that rotates around me; and the eruption of gravity waves and static noise that follows makes all past collisions pale in comparison.

Even the flames of the hound and Ember down below us are extinguished and blown away by the blast of energy. I'm sent flying backward from the absurdity of the shockwave's force.

As my back slams against the wall like many times before, I grin this time while coughing up blood because across the room, Redgrave's eyes are wide open as he too makes impact with a pillar of rock, unable to control the momentum that pushed him back.

I feel both my blades finally heal back up to their natural state, but the amplifier that usually rotates around my body now stands still between the tips of both swords.

My craftsmanship skill instinctively pulls at my consciousness, and my True Core pours threads into the two blades as I see a yellow system message hover over all three items.

[Craft Soul Weapon]

[YES][NO]

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