[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 742

Although the surveillance systems are shut down wherever I travel, I make no effort to conceal my presence as I float down the middle of the enormous streets.

While I could use my stealth skill, or fly higher or faster to go unseen, I take my time, leaving trails of demonic energy in my wake to fly through the citizens of the Ellipsia Citadel's home districts like a victory lap.

The ominous power outages wherever I travel make my presence even more intimidating.

I feel some strong Lords share hints of killing intent, but no one dares to outwardly show it with their actions or facial expressions.

Those that cannot mask their feelings toward the demons, I feel moving away from my path once they see me in their district. With it; Faint outlines of mana, divine threads, and ether streams are visible to my Noble Eyes as they adjust to my environment even more. What I witness are avatar's private transmissions being sent all over the Citadel gossiping about my actions.

More cautious and frightened Lords stop all business and personal matters at once to kneel, floating in the air, or even buy fast travel orbs to get down to ground level to show their respect.

Many shiver with fear even thousands of kilometers away. Although I'm suppressing most of my aura, the Noble Vibrations can be instinctually felt by all lower races.

The further I travel from the center of the Citadel, the weaker the average Lords are.

While near the central tower, there were many 2nd Class Lords, with a large amount holding over 100 worlds. As I move even 10 blocks away, many more 4th and 3rd Class Lords with a single-digit amount of worlds become the norm.

Many 2nd Class Lords opt to run away from my path, but the lower-class Lords do not have this privilege.

They're all frozen in fear. When I enter their district, all business ceases, and not a single one misses the opportunity to get down on their knees and worship the god their instincts are screaming at them to praise.

Some even pass out, or grow cold and shiver, losing touch with reality. Even though I fully seal my mana control and divine pressure from seeping out, the Noble Vibrations alone are intense enough to make 4th and 5th Class Lords go braindead in my presence, losing sight and hearing until I completely pass their district by a few hundred kilometers.

It is extremely strange... even more so that they are unaffected by the attack once I leave their general vicinity. It's as if an illusion has passed.

No mental or physical damage remains after the fact. Many weaker lords don't even remember or understand what has just happened.

It makes what I was hoping to do both much harder and easier than expected.

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This is because the outer ring of the Citadel is where I sensed the presence of humans all the way from inside the central tower.

It is a small grouping of buildings right on the edge of the circular city in the sky, called the Maple District with only four small towers housing this lower race.

Well, it is small by the standards of the Ellipsia Citadel.

Each of the buildings is still multiple kilometers wide and tall; however, they are just barely larger than some of the most massive towers back on the human world.

From the scans I make, I sense roughly 60,000 humans total on this Citadel.

One of their towers is strictly made for housing, with large suites for long-term stays. Another two towers are trading grounds where worlds, mana, ether, and dungeon contracts are bought and sold. Many of these trading hubs have empty rooms and small businesses used for socializing. Lastly, there is a tower filled with training and dueling rooms.