Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 1208: Traumatizing?

Villain Ch 1208. Traumatizing?

Shea snickered, folding her arms. "You're right. Usually, it's us getting chased by weird creatures. This was refreshing."

Larissa shook her head, her voice dry. "Refreshing isn't the word I'd use. Creepy? Yes. Traumatizing? Also yes."

Alice, still processing the bizarre encounter, tilted her head. "I'm starting to think this dungeon has a vendetta against logic."

Jane stepped forward, crouching down to inspect one of the shattered remains. "Look at these shards. They've got faint magical residue. Maybe these things weren't just monsters. They could've been part of the dungeon's… charm?"

"Charm?" Allen repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Is that what we're calling it now?"

Jane shrugged, grinning. "Well, you've got to admit, they were persistent. That's kind of endearing."

Allen exhaled heavily, rubbing his temple. "Let's just move on before this dungeon decides to throw sothing worse at us."

Zoe patted his shoulder with a tentacle, smirking. "Don't worry, Allen. If another horde cos for you, we'll be here to cheer you on."

"Thanks," Allen deadpanned. "That's comforting."

With laughter rippling through the group, they pressed on, though the humor from the bizarre encounter with the Seamanhorses soon faded. The deeper they went, the stranger the dungeon beca. At first, the surroundings had been vibrant, almost enchanting, with bioluminescent coral and shimring schools of fish. But now, those elents disappeared entirely, leaving only the endless expanse of a dark ocean floor.

It was disorienting, to say the least. There were no landmarks, no paths, no sense of direction—just an oppressive sense of being lost in an infinite void more than before. The eerie silence was broken only by the faint sound of their own movents and the occasional distant rumble, like the ocean itself was alive and watching.

And then ca the monsters.

A Rocktopus—an enormous octopus-like creature whose tentacles were made of jagged, guitar-shaped rocks. Its "head" was shaped like an amplifier, and every movent it made sent out a grinding, discordant sound that reverberated through the water like a terrible concert gone wrong. When the group approached, the Rocktopus emitted a mournful wail, its voice surprisingly human-like.

"My guitars… they're broken!" it sobbed, waving its rocky tentacles dramatically. "How can I perform my magnum opus now?"

The group exchanged glances, collectively cringing.

Allen stepped forward, already tired of the nonsense. "We don't have ti for this," he muttered, activating Demonic Orbs. The glowing spheres surrounded the Rocktopus, slamming into it with devastating force. The creature let out one final, pitiful wail before crumbling into rubble.

It dropped nothing useful.

Next ca the Disco Eel, an elongated creature covered in shimring, multicolored scales that reflected the faint light like a dance floor from the 1970s. It darted toward them with an energy that was both unsettling and irritating, spinning and twirling in the water like a perforr desperate for an audience.

"Behold!" it proclaid in a voice that was oddly high-pitched for its size. "I am the most coveted SSR weapon in all of the ocean! To wield is to wield true power!"

The group didn't even break stride. Bella unleashed her Thunderbolt, striking the Disco Eel mid-spin. It let out a dramatic gasp as it fell, writhing before going still.

Vivian crossed her arms, shaking her head. "SSR weapon? More like the most annoying NPC we've fought so far."

Again, no useful drops.

The Jelly Belly Whale followed shortly after—a massive, round creature with a translucent, jelly-like body. Through its wobbly exterior, they could see strange, distorted shapes trapped inside. Shipwrecks, treasure chests, and, disturbingly, what appeared to be old n wielding tiny puppets.

"I've swallowed too many grandpas and their puppets!" the whale bellowed, its voice deep and resonant, like a preacher giving a sermon. "Release from this curse, travelers!"

The group collectively grimaced. Shea muttered under her breath, "What even is this dungeon?"

Allen simply sighed and activated Hellfire Rain, raining down fiery teors that struck the whale with devastating force. It exploded in a shower of jelly, the remains sinking into the ocean floor.

Still, nothing useful.

The pattern continued as they ventured deeper. Every monster they encountered had an outlandish appearance and an even stranger backstory, from a Crabastian—a crab with a penchant for complaining about lost custody battles over its shell collection—to a Pufferpriest who claid it was "spreading the word of the sacred coral."

They defeated them all.

And yet, despite their efforts, the monsters dropped no clues, no hints about where they should go or how to find the Ocean Queen. It was becoming increasingly frustrating.

'This place feels like one giant joke,' Allen thought, his jaw tightening as they pushed forward. Each encounter was more absurd than the last, and the lack of any aningful progression gnawed at him.

The terrain only grew darker, the light from their previous battles fading into nothingness. It felt like they were walking—or swimming—into an endless void, their path aimless. Even the water seed heavier here

Allen glanced at the others. Their faces reflected his own frustration and confusion, but they pressed on in silence, their steps slow and deliberate as the oppressive darkness around them grew thicker. The endless, barren ocean floor stretched out like a cruel joke.

Alice broke the silence, her voice cutting through the weight of the void. "You know… thinking about it, I guess a maze isn't so bad after all compared to this kind of terrain."

Larissa raised an eyebrow, her crimson eyes narrowing. "A maze? Really? You'd prefer getting lost in an endless labyrinth of coral walls over… this?"

Alice nodded, gesturing to the vast emptiness around them. "At least a maze gives you the illusion of progress. Here, it's just… nothing. It's like walking in place, but worse."

Zoe groaned, her tentacles flicking in irritation. "I hate to say it, but Alice has a point. Even a crappy maze would be better than this. What's the point of a dungeon if it feels like we're walking through soone's half-finished idea?"

Jane chuckled, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Maybe that's the twist. We're actually beta-testing a developer's rejected concepts."