Alexia
The Holy One looks rather irritated with my words – or maybe I should just call him by his na instead of his Title? Yeah, that would be better. Leif looks rather irritated with my words before he calms down again and takes on that sa holier-than-thou deanor that I personally find slightly irritating to see.
I'm not the only one either as Lucas just says, "Stop it with the act old man. No one here believes it."
Leif looks around at each of us and rather clearly sees that none of us here believe his act. And the rest of the Dinsional Champions probably don't either. So he grunts once and then waves his hand, making so sort of golden barrier appear around us before he narrows his eyes on Lucas and asks, "Do you have to be such an ass?"
I blink in surprise at the sudden shift in deanor. One so abrupt and out of nowhere that it's damn near giving whiplash.
Lucas just raises a brow, which seems to lead Leif to focus on again.
"Alexia Knight, I would like to know if it would be possible to create an alliance between us," Leif bluntly asks , shocking almost as much as his shift in deanor. And I'm not the only one as the others look rather surprised as well.
I narrow my eyes before asking, "Why?"
This is literally the first ti I've ever t him, and he wants an alliance? Why the hell would I go through with that?
All I know about the man is that he's a two-faced liar to his own worshipers. So why would I want to work with him?
"Because you are a goddess to the quantum realm. One who stands atop the quantum beings and all who stand in the quantum realm except for the Quantum Ruler," Leif answers, surprising yet again with his knowledge of the quantum realm. "And only a goddess may stand in alliance with a god."
Oh.
Right.
I guess he really does have a god complex. It's not entirely fake.
Lucas starts laughing out loud while Gramps covers his mouth and fails rather miserably at hiding the fact that he, too, is laughing. anwhile the Ancient Wyrm and Ancestral Dragon both watch on with amusent of their own, not to ntion a good amount of judgnt for the good ol' holy man in front of us.
After taking a second to make sure he's actually serious and not pulling so sort of joke, I answer rather bluntly, "Sorry, but I prefer to stay neutral."
Everyone turns to stare at , and I completely ignore the words that Gramps mouths at about a certain undead lich king who is now dead.
Leif's eye twitches at my answer before he gives a short bow and states, "In that case, I will not bother you any longer." Then he stands up straight while asking, "I do hope we can at least stay peaceful?"
I nod my head in agreent with that.
It's not like I go around attacking people at random.
Ignoring that lich king.
And those targets that I killed.
And that vampire lord guy attacked first, so he doesn't count either.
The self-and-System-proclaid Holy One walks away while the golden barrier he probably used to censor our discussion from the ears of the other Dinsional Champions shatters into pieces like broken glass. Then we all just kind of sit here for the rest of our ti in this ball without much to do.
Most of the other Dinsional Champions just form their own groups as well without much intermingling happening despite what the System clearly wanted.
Which, I have to admit, is rather amusing.
And when the countdown on the corner of my vision is finally beginning to near zero, I begin to hope with all of my might.
Hope that I do not end up in another labyrinth or maze. Because I have been in way too many of them already within this Reset and I don't need another.
Not to ntion that the Tier 4 dungeon was technically a labyrinth, even if the last part of it was, well, inside a monster's body. Which wasn't pleasant.
I put my hands together and make a wish that the livestread dungeon will not be a maze.
It's already bad enough with how large this dungeon will be. There's no need to force us into taking even more ti getting through it by putting us into a maze or a labyrinth.
And after wishing for several seconds, the countdown finally strikes zero and another notification appears in my vision.
The Dinsional Dungeon Championships will now comnce.
All Dinsional Champions are to be teleported within the dungeon in five seconds.
Furthermore, the livestream broadcast of the dungeon will begin imdiately upon teleportation. With new nus opening up for the System to allow users to enter a special space in order to watch the livesteams as groups even without being near the other viewers within the Dinsional Grid.
Please take care within the dungeon.
As you will need all the help you can get to survive.
I find a rather large countdown appearing at the center of my vision as the illusions on the other Dinsional Champions shatter to reveal their current equipnt. Or at least, to reveal it to the other Dinsional Champions, seeing as I could already see through the illusions myself.
Please… no labyrinths or mazes…
I take a deep breath in, then out.
And just like that, a bright flash of purple and blue light fills the entire ballroom before we're all teleported into the dungeon.
At which point I feel myself appearing in a massive body of liquid that I quickly realize is a fucking ocean.
One without any surface anywhere nearby.
I stare blankly around as I ntally register what just happened.
Then several piranha begin swimming towards .
"Not the fucking piranhas again!" I shout sohow clearly through the water as I teleport away from the carnivorous fish.
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