Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 990- Caged (3)

990 Chapter 990- Caged (3)

As he listened this far, Simon tilted his head. The demon Lords suddenly started expanding territories? The reason sounded too flimsy and whimsical for it to invoke a war of such a massive scale.

As a demon noble himself, he knew that the territory in the Demon continent wasn't favourable to life which is why the fertile land of the central continent was so coveted.

However, the demon noble had overcome that by establishing their own dungeons. As long as they had enough DP, they could turn their place into any place they found desirable.

There was no meaning in the demon nobles aggressively expanding their territories other than as a show of force. However, even then it was not feasible to risk full on war with the Alliance.

Even he who was not born in this era, could see that. So there is no way the other high ranking demon nobles weren't aware of it either.

Itherion continued, a silent fury burning in his voice "When the Demon Lords began their campaigns of conquest, human settlements near their borders were destroyed. Hundreds and thousands of people were wiped out, their people enslaved or massacred"...

"Humanity was being pushed into the corner. Unable to take it any further, we made alliances and retaliated. Thus began the spiral".

Vincent added, his voice sharp "This wasn't just about land or survival. The current Demon Lords are consolidating power. Some believe they aren't just after our territory—they are after something else. Something tied to the very balance of this world".

Balance?

"There are forces in this world— forces that keep it from tipping too far into chaos or order. The Demon Lords want to disrupt that balance. To what end? No one knows for sure. But it's clear their ambitions don't stop at mere conquest".

Vincent said no more and shut his mouth closed, appearing unapproachable.

Itherion took it upon himself to explain further "That is one more thing but if you are asking what was the final spark that led to the current world encompassing war, then it would be the drawing of the Seraphim's blood"...

"That question has to wait. Something is wrong".

Itherion rose to his feet, his eyes scanning the surrounding "I feel it too. Something is.. out of place here.

"Hm?" Simon who had no idea what the two were talking about, was suddenly drawn by a peculiar tremble he felt from near him.

When he shifted his gaze to the origin, there he saw the Fingers of Ozymandias trembling violently. The runes marked in them were flashing with a chaotic light.

What was going on? Why would the Figner of Ozymandias react all of a sudden?

Before Simon could ponder further, a vision like an omen flashed in his mind.

RUMBLE... Mount Gorgor collapsing completely. A massive abyss formed beneath it. Dark, murky green energy spreads like a noxious film over the world and two figures locked in a desperate fight.

ZAP... The vision ended and the world was back to normal again.

Huff... Huff... Simon gasped for air, his eyes widened. That just now was no ordinary vision but occurrences in the future. That is to say, what he saw earlier was glimpses from the future.

Why now? He had seen such phenomena before, thanks to the mysterious power of his right eye—the Celestial Ocularis. Though rare, these visions always came right before the calamity.

"We need to leave this place right now," Simon hurriedly cautioned, but he was a step too late. A dark, murky green liquid started oozing from the ground beneath them.

"What's happening? Why is everything turning dark green?" Rothgard looked around in confusion. New factors, new elements that were otherwise omitted from the records of history are starting to surface up. What could this mean? ViciousPepper