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

Chapter 752

Loud thuds echo through the air as Monk and Luna stand back behind the Wyvern's skeleton.

For some reason, the black bones left behind emit a cold aura; and even with a concentrated version of Luna's perception buff, none of her mana- or qi-infused senses can see past the entire corpse.

However, Monk examines the sight before him with a pondering gaze, as if he's trying to solve a puzzle.

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A blue-glowing man and a frosty white woman circle around the black skeleton, carving out deep cracks in the ground with their every footstep as their auras rise with intensity.

They, too, feel the strange cold aura from the Wyvern's bones, but it is unaffected by the two commanders' overwhelming power. All of the ground around them shakes and quivers, but the land beneath the Wyvern's bones is unaffected.

The rhythmic thuds that can be felt are coming from the horde of monsters on the other side of the massive skeleton.

Fisher is the first to get a good look at the enemies.

His eyes are sharp, and his grip on his blade is tight, prepared to go all out; but he just watches with curiosity.

An enormous Demonic Cyclops, tens of meters tall, roars with rage. Purple light bursts from its eye as a red aura surrounds its body, and it swings its club against the rib cage of the Wyvern over and over again.

Its greater form makes it stand over 200 meters in height, and its True Core burns so bright in its chest that a powerful aura, even stronger than the 1st Class Demon he saw Raven battling in the war, pours outward.

Every impact against the Wyvern's black bones sends more shockwaves carrying its intense aura outward; yet it is perfectly repelled, not leaving a single scratch or crack on the ancient skeleton.

Fisher's eyes widen as he looks closer and watches as more monsters from the horde slam their swords, hammers, and clubs; activating their greater forms to grow hundreds of meters tall to mindlessly attack this grave that has lain here for millennia.

The sight of enormous High Orcs, Ogres, Cyclopes, Lizardmen, and Berserker Giants, all infected to their very cores with dense Demonic Energy, is both a shocking and awe-inspiring sight.

Every one of them, with fully saturated True Cores, helplessly falls to their beast-like instincts, forced to slam the side of this skeleton to try and reach the treasure beneath it.

Though, Fisher's attention is pulled elsewhere once he sees Lydia's bright white figure appear on the other side of the horde.

Her voice echoes in his inner ear through their link.

"Come on, let's put these mindless beasts out of their misery."

The ground beneath Lydia's feet spreads out with a cold white light. Her eyes and sword, pointing straight forward, glow the same color.

"White Tiger's Frozen Domain..." she whispers under her breath, and the white ice seeping out of her body expands at a rate hundreds of times faster.

Fisher grins, and his eyes glow bright blue as he activates his third ranked-up buff as well. The swordsman's blade vibrates with blue light, and he takes a step forward while swinging his blade twice, creating a blue X in front of him.

An absurd amount of natural intimidation radiates off the swordsman's body as he steps back, and the X still floats in the air.

His blade glows with brighter and brighter blue light; and both the white and blue auras that come out of these commanders become suffocating to all of the demonic beasts below first class in the desert for over a thousand kilometers in every direction.