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

Chapter 683

Ember stares at the Demon, ready to fight, but recognizes that the Demon is not yet in battle mode.

Ember's using an advanced concealment technique, and my aura is hidden behind my purple barrier. Only the bare minimum of my True Core's aura leaks out, making us appear rather weak. Our true level of strength is completely unknown to all parties involved, but that doesn't stop Elara from yelling out loud and making assumptions.

"Redgrave must have entered late! The Tower either killed him for unrightful late entry, or he'll be spit out once the world is claimed. That must have been it—there's no way a weakling duo like them could have killed him!"

Beckman looks up from his status and makes a comment.

"They aren't much stronger than the day we scanned their city. It must be an error. We could kill both of them right now, with less than 0.1% odds of even getting a scratch on us. Redgrave wouldn't just disappear into thin air; the ancient text stated two parties could enter the same door and fight to the death inside if there was a lack of doors... something isn't adding up—"

Elara jumps forward, ice-stepping through the air with rising anger.

"What did you do? Our whole plan is ruined now! Hundreds of years of waiting, and some rogue child messes everything up! I'll kill you!"

Her icy serpent slithers along the floor behind her, creating jagged spears around its mouth, then releases them toward us as Elara raises her hand and summons a massive ball of white ice, tethered with extremely strong True Core threads.

She releases the ball of Icy Divine Energy, and it shoots toward us faster than the two are moving.

I glance at Ember, sigh, then point my blade at the attack that could obliterate an entire continent.

My Soul Sword flares up, sensing a challenge.

I activate my greater form as well, but keep it compacted, not growing very much in size, to only utilize its increased speed stats. This does send out a pulse of my actual power, and at the same time, my sword heats up with an intensity I've never felt before.

It has grown from [Lv. 0] to [Lv. 1] since the first Trial, and I haven't had the chance to use it yet.

The red blade morphs and bends as if alive, and I jump forward at the incoming ball of ice, swinging with everything I have, activating all of my buffs, along with my True Core's full strength.

The actual material of the red blade flickers on its edges, as though it's made of flames.

Beckman's eyes widen, as new information comes streaming into his consciousness when my blade fully activates and my greater form gives off more of my aura.

He yells out to Elara.

"Dodge! It's a trap- You cannot win this fight!"

When I swing it across my body, releasing a crescent of fire, it feels as though a part of my blade is unleashed in the attack.

A dense red crescent, as sharp as my sword and as strong as my True Core, slashes through the ball of ice with ease, sending its two halves outward toward Elara's advancing greater form.

At Beckman's word's she panics, and attempts to twist her body out of the way, but it's too late.

Her eyes widen as the living crescent of flames collides with her chest, tearing through the living Soul Armor that shields her body and effortlessly slicing through her flesh.

The Vermillion Family Demon's lips curl upward, and Beckman's eyes turn to horror as the fiery red slash shatters Elara's True Core, cleaving her body in half in a single motion.