Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 779

Chapter 779: New Upgrades

Kaiden’s attention caught for a moment on Scarlet.

She was still leaning against the corridor wall, a Nightclaw draped across her shoulder like a heavy shawl, another circling her ankles in slow, curious passes. She was watching the pack with the same idle amusement she’d shown for everything else.

A visitor. Inside his dungeon. And she would now move past the Safe Zone, past both corridors, all the way into the Verdant Expanse and the cathedral at its heart. He had never let outsiders that deep. The layout of this place was the kind of knowledge that could let a determined enemy draft a siege plan.

He looked at Vespera.

She was already meeting his eyes, composed and unconcerned. She had brought Scarlet to his dungeon herself and said nothing about securing her after. That was the only endorsement he needed. Vespera did not make security mistakes.

He let it go without a word.

"Come on!" Nyx was already tugging Scarlet by the wrist again, deeper into the dungeon.

Soon enough, the scene repeated inside the abyssal palace, the Flame Monarch dragged by an overly enthusiastic Space Valkyrie from wall to wall.

Scarlet let herself be pulled along for the second time in ten minutes while Nyx talked a mile a minute. "The cathedral is the heart of it, but you have to see the walls, allegedly Cali designed those lava cascades herself, and the throne is literally made of bones, and oh my god we have to find Melty at some point..."

Scarlet followed the tour with a faint grin and occasional hums of acknowledgment.

Kaiden watched his awesome space babe drag the legendary Flame Monarch around by the sleeve, talking a mile a minute about every corner of the palace, and allowed himself a small smile.

Then the interface pulsed against his awareness, and he turned back to it.

Mid-Tier.

A chime cut through Kaiden’s thoughts before he reached the menus.

[Mid-Tier Ascension Complete. Reviewing dungeon compliance with new operational parameters.]

[Creation Mode: Available. Cooldown reset. Editing rights restored on all previously committed terrain.]

[Notice: Tier-gated rules require adjustment before Mid-Tier benefits can be unlocked.]

[Minimum corridor dimensions increased. Current corridor (3m × 3m) falls below Mid-Tier threshold of 8m width × 10m height.]

[All Mid-Tier benefits locked until compliance is achieved.]

Kaiden read it through twice.

’Ugh.’

His thumb tapped the armrest.

The rule made sense. He hated that it did, but the logic held.

The system had always been balanced this way. Dungeons had to leave at least two paths open. A Dungeon Master could not just wall himself in and dare anyone to find him. The right of ownership came with obligations.

If Mid-Tier was about to hand him monsters that pushed past what he’d been able to field so far, it was fair to ask him to give the opposition enough space to actually walk in. Otherwise the renovation would turn into an even crueler meat grinder that fed invaders into single-file butchery.

The notification pulsed again. Beneath the compliance requirement, a new button had rendered.

[Auto-Apply Minimum Tier Compliance? (Free)]

[Upon confirmation: the Abyssal Corridor and Magma Spiral will be scaled to meet Mid-Tier minimums. Layout, trap placements, and ambush chambers will be preserved where possible and proportionally adjusted. Creation Mode rights remain available for further refinement.]

A free, one-click renovation that would do the heavy lifting of stretching his corridors without him spending the next hour in Creation Mode shoving walls outward by hand.

He clicked the button with his mind, accepting the proposal.

The dungeon responded in the same instance.

Kaiden selected the scrying view and the cathedral dimmed around him. His awareness rode the system down into the Abyssal Corridor, and the corridor was already moving.

Stone flowed. Walls drifted outward like a tide pulling back from a shore, ceilings rose as if the rock above them had decided gravity was optional. The chokeholds he had designed to pass a maximum of two armored fighters at a time opened into proper throats, wide enough now for six or seven abreast, tall enough that a horse-sized flyer could climb to altitude and dive.

The ambush chambers ballooned from cramped caves into broad rooms, their shapes preserved but their scales tripled. Trap bands along the floors stretched wider without losing their placement. The Nightclaw perches along the upper crevices retreated further up into new darkness, the pack resettling without complaint.

The shape was unchanged, but now it was a corridor a mountain could send its army through without threading them one by one.

He shifted the view.

The magma spiral was doing the same trick. The corridor skin scaled outward, and beneath it the magma pool widened, the molten surface expanding. But the hidden access Kaiden had carved to let Melty and her sisters circulate stayed intact, and the slime-coated approach stones kept their trap profile, their footprint simply larger.

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