Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 1003

Chapter 1003: Into the Deepest Depths

The deep part of the dungeon was where the road stopped being a road.

Kaiden stepped out of the last switchback into a cathedral of a cavern, and the floor of it moved.

The dungeon had stopped sending waves. It had emptied an entire cycle’s payout into one chamber and let it pool there, marrow-crawlers packed across the floor shoulder to shoulder in their dozens, eyeless, hairless, slick, hunched on four knuckled forelimbs and open-mouthed to a man.

The screech that had chased him down the last switchback had come out of those open mouths, all of them at once.

Flensers hung off the ceiling among the stalactites, folded into themselves. Membrane stretched between overlong limbs, hook-rows down every edge of it, and nothing else to them at all.

Through the middle of that pool, shouldering the small ones aside, came the deep things.

Two gravebores, blind and armored in overlapping bone, a wedge of fused skull where each of them should have had a face.

A carrion reaver behind them, walking upright on four blade-limbs.

And behind the monster, in no particular hurry, something that had to turn its shoulders sideways to fit through the gap it came out of.

On the far side of it, one low tunnel bled violet light. Every line of the rebuilt dungeon pointed at that door.

<Big Brother.> Alice’s halo climbed to hang in the dark above him. Her voice came out very careful. <I’m sensing two hundred and six of them.>

’Count them down for me.’

He did not stop at the mouth of that chamber. He went into it at a run, in Pride, and threw the salvo out ahead of himself. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Forty glyphs carved themselves across that cavern inside one breath, angular and violet-white, hanging over the pooled swarm in a grid. Then they fired.

The floor of the chamber came apart. Arcane bolts went down through the massed crawlers in overlapping volleys, cratering stone, throwing bodies into the walls. The kill column at the edge of his vision stopped being a stack and became a blur.

It cleared him a third of that floor, and a third was not enough.

<A hundred and forty-one.>

The ceiling let go.

The flensers came off it as one motion, screaming, a gray sheet unfolding into hooks. There was no Aria in this sky to make the ceiling somebody else’s problem, and it landed on him.

Pride went out of him and Wrath came in between one stride and the next. He killed six in the first three seconds and wore four more.

The ones he wore did not bite. They set their hook-rows into the gaps his armor had already given up and pulled, and what came away came away in strips.

Alice burned two off his back at contact range, close enough that he felt her beam come through the plate as heat.

While he was tearing the last one out of his neck, the floor arrived.

The gravebores came at him in sequence from two angles, blind, running off sound and floor-tremor alone.

He read them right, took the first head-on with a Wrath detonation through his open palm hard enough to stagger it into its brother’s path, and put both of them into the far wall in a tangle of legs.

<A hundred and thirty-three.>

He read them right and it cost him anyway.

The impact punched in under his ribs from his blind side, a hot shock already through his left side before he understood what it was.

The spur came out of the sideways-shouldered giant’s own shoulder, a barbed meter of fused bone driven clean through him by a thing that had not slowed down to aim it.

It had crossed the whole chamber under the noise of its own brothers’ charge.

He went off his feet backward with all of that weight behind it, into a bone pillar that broke apart around him.

<No!!>

The rubble buried his legs.

"Gnh..."

The sound he made under it was short and ugly, and he did not hear himself make it.

The impaler loomed over him for the finish, hauling the spur back out of his hip to line the next one up. Millions of Earthling eyes were pointed at Kaiden’s face, breaths held.

"Got you."

Kaiden killed it from underneath.

Greatsword up two-handed into the soft seam where the plate did not reach, up through the roof of that thing’s mouth and into whatever it used for a brain, and the whole dead weight of it came down onto the rubble on top of him.

[You’ve slain Bonespur Impaler (Level 124). +610,000 XP.]

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