"Le.. ave."

A roaring, thunderous sound echoed in the gray ashland. Damian's eyes widened. That was not in Pigman's language but English—the common language spoken by all intelligent species on Earth-07.

Damian pointed his sword towards the black palace in the very back of the city. Shouting,

"Let us through, and none of you will get hurt!"

It did nothing more than enrage the whole army. The gray pigmen started banging their steel and black armors with weapons and shields, making noise.

Others didn't matter. Only the monster before him did.

Damian was disappointed by the hero king's answer.

The dark, enormous god-killer sword descended from high above. More of a piercing stab to push them back than an attack. No spell of the sword was activated either; it was a simple physical warning.

The zombified hero king may have lost control of its own body, but there was still a warrior's soul inside.

Damian activated his three sacrium cubes, a wave of golden liquid generating instantly in the mana-rich environment. The descending sword was blocked by an invisible barrier. The coat of seven.

The pigman king gritted his teeth. Even when it pushed the heavy sword using the giant muscles of his arms and legs, the barrier only cracked, but did not break. Damian dramatically waved his hands up while using all the generated mana to power a single spell.

The Obsidian Knight's rift in the sky, summoning an ocean of lava spell. Guess he could call it the Lava-Rift spell in short.

He did not let it fall. Placing a transparent, large air shield to block the fall of lava. Letting all the gray pigmen warriors of the city and their king see what was in store for them if they did not let him through.

The force behind the descending sword lessened. And Heiryul pulled back. The horror in the face of the gray titan was not fake.

Even if it was the strongest existence after the sun god from the pigman world, before a master of the seven elements and a near broken spellcaster ability, the hero king was helpless. Damian said it again,

"Let us through, and none of your people will be harmed!"

This time, it was more than an empty demand. Before, they were nearly equal in fighting force, even with low numbers on his side. But now it was clear he didn't need to talk at all. It truly was just to give them a chance.

Even the dungeon itself knew how one-sided the match-up was. No matter how powerful the army of a hundred thousand pigmen, 25 transcendents, and a fourth-ranker king with a disaster sword was. Before a team of a hundred human transcedents with seven-element spells and esper, pugilist abilities on their side, the boss would lose.

Still, the hero king of pigmen gritted its teeth and forcefully looked down from the hellish nightmare of the sky to the monstrous existence before it.

"No!"

It said.

It wasn't pure stubbornness, Damian noticed. The fourth ranker pigman was shaking as if fighting with everything he had against his own body and still losing, then was forced to say this one word.

Whatever this thing dungeon does to monsters to maintain control was too powerful to refuse. Damian thought that if there was one monster that could break out of that mental block, then it was Heiryul. The hero king who rebelled against his own god and fought a deadly duel all for the sake of his people. The existence that was worthy enough to be called a hero by all without exception.

But guess he was wrong. The dungeon rules can't be changed.

It was a monster, and he was a challenger; they were meant to fight to the death. No other alternative.

"Very well then.."

Damian murmured and used a wormhole to get back to their side.

"Told you it won't work," Mindseer said, holding her golden sword.

"What now?" Heather asked.

"We fight," Damian replied. "The decision to fight is yours. You do not have any obligations to me. I don't wish to kill them all with disastrous spells."

"As long as our people are not in a serious danger, battle is not something I will back away from." The king of pigmen settlement said with a face full of pride. Heather nodded with a smile, agreeing with him.

"Attack!" Damian shouted, and the army moved forward.

The arrows, fire, ice, and psychic attacks launched from the wall without any restraint. Lucian and Sam used giant wormholes to return the incoming fire to the city. Sulthar used his flames to tear apart the giant walls. The king and Heather faced the strongest of the gray pigmen transcendents.

Velrax, Droquar, even Baby T'korran started blasting the powerful transcendents with their attacks. Sam, Grace, Lucian, and Mindseer let lose as well. Even while wreaking havoc they all were trying not to kill as many gray pigmen as possible. Only trying to defeat the strong ones and knock them out.

Droquar, using an enormous axe Damian had made for him, reflected the ice stream of a transcendent and made a popsicle out of the surrounding second rankers. Free from his fight with the transcendent, he jumped straight towards the titan Heiryul. The hero king blocked the attack with its dark sword and threw Droquar stumbling back just with the force behind the sword.

The enraged Heiryul grabbed the sword with two hands and swept a terrifying black arc in the air. The speed and force of the attack left no other choice but to get out of the path before too late. It was aimed at glowing, buzzing around Sam; his lightning was the second most terrifying thing on the battlefield.

Sam used the wormhole to swallow the dark arc of untamed crackling energy, but the second it came in contact with the wormhole, the dark portal fell apart like a puff of smoke.

Damian could sense the chaos element mixed in the runic attack. The spell was similar to the god-killer spell he had learned from the real Heiryul's sword. Only gigantic wormholes could take that attack without falling apart. That big a wormhole was not something Sam could create with his sacrium sword.

Damian wasn't simply enjoying the chaos. He had already placed the runic spell in place and activated it at the last second when the dark energy came closer. Last-minute activation of the wormhole spell was another way to negate the mana fluctuation that made the spell unstable before.

"Have at it," Sam said. "I am creeped out by that thing."

Damian smiled.

It was indeed a creepy thing. Just staying near that black sword felt like one's soul was darkening and would wither away any moment.

Damian flew forward, facing the titan Heiryul.

Armies of both sides stayed clear of the giant pigman king. The dark energy radiating from the black sword was uncomfortable for everyone.

For a moment, they stared at each other.

Then a thick beam of hot pink launched from Heiryul's mouth with an earsplitting roar.

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