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

Chapter 779

The Vermillion Family Head has quite the opposite perception of himself, believing that none of the higher Zones understand his true potential.

This, paired with the blatant disrespect of Drako Vermillion—the new arrogant young Lord, who is less than five hundred years old—believing he can talk back to a true Royal like him over a video call between Citadels without consequences is infuriating.

Miriel is pushed over the edge when he gets a message from his former family head when he was just a general in the Morvale Army.

It sounds to him as though the Vanguards have planted a seed in Lucian Morvale's mind, turning him against him too.

Miriel sits in the center of the grand Citadel, his mind deep in the depths of the communication chamber for what feels like hours, digesting this message. But in the end, he decides not to send a response back.

He grits his teeth as dark tendrils of corruption flood out from his body, covering the massive room he stands alone in with corrosive energy that forcefully erodes dense divine energy structures and thick ether shielding.

Miriel takes a deep breath, blinking slowly once, and pulls his aura back before he breaks the ancient tower he stands in.

Then, he sends a telepathic message to a few servants in the Grand Citadel to slightly alter the plans for the event he had planned to welcome Drako in eleven days.

In addition to this, he sends a message to the only other Noble Demon in the Green Zone of the Upper Realm, far off on the Mensa Citadel.

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Meanwhile, a far more formal request to check on a certain sector of space is sent down to the Lower Realm by Lucian Morvale through a black tower on a massive Demon-infested planet.

It is even larger than Kelfar and houses far more living beings than that violent Noble Grade Demonic World.

However, this world is not exactly accessible by normal means.

There is a good reason it is referred to as the Demonic Realm.

That is because, in this sector of space in the Lower Realm, the density of pure demonic energy far surpasses any other sources of power. It has properties similar to its own foreign Realm.

Mana cannot make it through the thick clouds of black fog that cover enormous amounts of space.

These clouds are so massive, entire solar systems are trapped within.

Divine threads manage to make their way through, but no mana-based life can make its way through these clouds.

Even demons without a direct rift key to this world cannot travel in without getting lost.

Some demons even theorize that the cloud of energy is just a smoke screen to hide the base's true location. It could be somewhere else entirely... This is because no one has ever successfully found it by venturing in from the outside, though, no one has found any other probable locations either.

Within this massive cloud of demonic energy there are massive pockets of strange white energy with similar properties to refined Qi. Though, the densities are far higher than even medium-quality ether, so no one has ever been able to properly collect it. Many beings have been trying to comprehend this their entire lives, as some have very odd space and time warping properties. These aid the theories that the home world is somewhere within this dense cloud of energies, just impossible to get to by normal means on purpose.

Somewhere within this massive cloud of demonic energy is the Demonic Realm's home base, where five massive armies of red, orange, and yellow Cored Demons are trained to carry out ancient duties and traditions passed down from them for millions of years, dedicated to them by Demon Lords—praised as gods from the Upper Realm.