Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Even though he was creating so much disturbance, the sky remained calm and serene. Other than a few debris falling off, there didn't seem to be anything off with the sky.

Looking at it, no one would say that there was a ceiling above. Yverza and Shasurna nodded their heads, feeling the same thing as him.

Just as they were marvelling at the absurdity, their sharp senses as the seven kings, picked up a disturbance. Sounds of screaming, growling of monsters and earth rumbling could be heard coming off from the distance.

"Looks like they have encountered some problem. Although I doubt, with Gish-Bagh and the others there won't be able to solve the issue, but just in case let's go there and check it out"

On Gil-Garna's words, the three of them flapped their mana wings and zipped through the air and headed for the direction where they heard the screams coming from.

Given the vastness of the floor which spanned for dozens of miles and was by far the biggest floor they have encountered, it took them some time even with their speed. Nevertheless, they were able to arrive at the scene before long.

"What is going on here?"

Gil-Garna spoke, a dark expression on his face. He spoke the words the other two also wanted to ask.

Right after arriving at the scene, all they could see was destruction and death. Quicksands devouring the bodies of the three clans, sands running red with blood and the chaotic scene of everyone fleeing.

The sight of the members of the three king clans fleeing miserably, how could it not enrage Gil-Garna and the others? The former quickly caught a black ogre with a crimson horn and questioned them.

"What is going on? Explain the situation."…

"T-That… my lord…" the crimson horn stuttered. The dark gloomy aura that a seven king released, was not something an ordinary ogre could take. The latter's face quickly became pale and he was unable to speak for a long while.

Seeing this, Gil-Garna composed himself and restrained his aura. It was only after that did the crimson horn was finally able to speak.

"Reporting to the supreme chief. We found a ruin here; however, when we tried to enter in, we were besieged by thousands of monsters. They came out of nowhere and quickly overwhelmed us. Their attacks too came out of nowhere and we are unable to find their location"…

"What kind of monsters were they?"

The ogre king arched his brows. To be able to overwhelm numerous teams which had a few crimson horns, ogres who were above level 500, the monsters couldn't be ordinary.

"About that… " the crimson horn bowed his head in shame "We haven't seen their appearances"

"What?! If you haven't seen them, then how come were you all defeated?"

The one to speak was Yverza. His impatient voice contained traces of frustration. Just like how there were crimson horns overseeing the numerous teams here, there were also quite a few level 500 Terraquake Rhinos and Snakemen.

For them to be defeated such miserably and without even seeing the appearances of their enemy, how could he not be disappointed?

"That… the attacks flew from extremely far away and the place was completely dark for us to see anything"…

"That doesn't sound right. We snakemen inherently possess the dark vision skill. So if it's darkness it cannot impede our vision".

The report of the subordinate did not match up.

"About that, the snake tribes in our teams were also unsure about that. Despite all of the hurdles, we tried to push through. However, the enemy attacks seemed to be never ending and extremely powerful"

"Seeing that we were taking too many losses, together with our senior leaders we decided to back away and rethink our strategy. At that moment, the enemy's traps activated teleporting us randomly around the ancient ruins. The few that you see outside were barely able to make out alive only for them to succumb to the quicksands outside" The crimson horn iterated the entire event.

The more Gil-Garna and the others heard the events that transpired from the former, the more uglier their expression became. It seemed that this band of teams had accidentally entered a trap and had suffered severe losses.

"Tch, useless" Gil-Garna threw the ogre and looked at the entrance of the ancient ruins whose only a small part was visible. The rest was submerged inside the sand.

"Anyone could see that the place is a trap, why would you enter it, much less force your way in?".

No matter how he saw the ruins, it was clear that it would be filled with traps and dangers. He couldn't understand the reasoning behind this band of teams trying to force their way in.

"It was because… we were lured by the mountain of treasure that we saw inside" The crimson horn's face flushed red with shame and his voice became low at the end.

"Tsk, useless fool" the ogre king clicked his tongue and removed his gaze away from the subordinate as if he was some kind of eyesore.

"What are we going to do Gil-Garna?" Yverza questioned.

The former was just about to speak when he saw Shasurna making an unusual face.

"What's wrong?"…

"I just received a message from my subordinate. It looks like quite a few teams in the north also encountered the same problem and suffered severe injuries. From their reports, it seems like some of them also found ancient ruins like these and forests and lakes in the middle of the desert. They all testified that they saw treasures and tried to press in only to meet enemies they couldn't see and were attacking them from an extremely far distance"

The Emerald Viperlord stated. His words caused the other two to frown. They did not doubt his words since they knew that snakemen possessed a special ability that allowed them to communicate with each other from long distances without the need for external means like transmission conch.

Of course, this ability had its own limitations; nevertheless, it allowed the snakemen to relay their thought to each other. For someone to contact him directly, it had to be his right hand man.

That said, more than the snakemen's ability what was more concerning was the report that was conveyed.

For other teams in the north to also encounter the same problem as the one here. One had to wonder if the teams that went delving inside the ancient ruins and whatever forest or lake they saw had switched their brains off before proceeding forward.

"It looks like the blame cannot be put solely on the teams. From the testimonies of all those who survived, one thing was clear and that was that they had all seen treasures and were blinded by its greed to commit something as foolish as forcing their way in"

"My race of Snakemen aren't foolish enough to not see through deceptions, that is to say, there had to be real treasures for them to go blind like that. I can say that it's the same for your tribe right, Gil-Garna" Shasurna looked at the king of the ogres.

Just as he said, the black ogre tribe also possessed the ability to discern a treasure just with a glance. They would never mistake a fake article for a genuine one. As such, the treasures the teams saw had to be real and not only that, it had to possess some incredible value for it to compel them to dive inside these places knowing that they were obvious traps.

Gil-garna looked at the despondent black ogres in the surrounding before nodding his head.

"You are right? These people might not be the very best of the best, but they still possess enough intelligence to know when to retreat and advance. Since they didn't do so, it must mean that have a good reason for it"

"What do you two say? The ruins are right in front of us, it would be a waste if we simply turned around from here. How about we go inside and see what's in there? A treasure that could blind these people has to possess some worth even to us. What do you think?" the king of the ogres suddenly proposed.

"Hehe, you took the words out of my mouth. I have been itching for a fight for a while"

The Ivory Terraquake Rhino bumped his two fists. The friction from such a powerful weapon that was his own body, was mighty enough to cause sparks to erupt just from an action as simple as bumping his hands.

"Very well, let us head in to see what dangers are inside there. In any case, there is no reason for me to say no to a treasure hunt" Shasurna was of the same mind too.

The three kings grinned, excitement could be seen in all of their eyes. The next second, they turned their bodies and headed inside the ruins in a suave manner.

As for the reports about the teams suffering casualties, they weren't too concerned. In any case, they had enough numbers to pit against these floors again and again without worrying about anything.

And besides, the teams that lost their members, weren't the best fighters of their clans anyway. Right now, their focus was on the ruins, more precisely on the treasure that managed to blind their subordinates.

Dangers? What of it?

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BANG… an attack hit Yvverza before bouncing off his armour unable to even cause a scratch on it.

"Hmm? These attacks are not bad. No wonder they were able to defeat all those subordinates of ours. However, to me, they only itch. That is all there is to it"