Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 786

Chapter 786: Final Hour

He reshaped the Mire into a bowl instead. His will sank the basin floor thirty meters below the elevation of the magma burrow’s exit on one side and thirty more below the threshold of the Verdant Expanse on the other, abyssal rock rising sheer on all four walls of the sunken pit and capping the whole biome overhead in the same impenetrable stone. The poison was heavier than air. It settled. It stayed where he wanted it.

Clean air lived above the rim of the bowl, out of reach of anything walking the floor. Anything flying had no better option. The biome’s ceiling was that same abyssal rock pressed flush against the dungeon cap, and the full vertical airspace beneath it was the vapor layer itself. A flyer climbing to escape the floor spores would only rise into thicker poison and then into stone that would not yield.

The dungeon’s baseline rule that biome atmospheres did not bleed across their own geometry did the rest.

He rerouted the hidden burrow tunnel from the Magma Vein Expanse’s edge into the Mire rather than into the Verdant, the tunnel’s exit mouth shifting on the map to open high on the basin wall. Any invader who made it past Melty’s sisters would now slide straight down the descending slope into the worst of the air below.

[Virulent Mire × 2 km². -1,400 DMP.]

The Defenses menu came next, and the red LOCKED tag that had squatted over the Lava Turret entry for the entirety of his Low-Tier tenure was simply gone.

’Finally.’

Three of them. Two flanking the burrow mouth in the Mire, their molten barrels already primed against their carved housings. One tucked into a ridge above the thickest mist in the Sink, where the pearl haze would conceal the turret’s heat signature until the moment the first round fired.

[Lava Turret × 3. -1,500 DMP.]

’Last.’

Common Creatures. Venomflies three for a DMP, Slimes ten for a DMP, still the two cheapest units the catalog offered. Three hundred of the flies seeded into the Mire in a slow spread, their wings blurred into still shapes Kaiden could see only because he was outside of time. Purpose-bred for armor seams and vent grilles, where the toxicity could not reach on its own. Two hundred Slimes oozed into the Sink’s low floor under the mist, their forms slick enough that nothing walking through them would see them until it was too late.

[Venomfly × 300. -100 DMP.]

[Slime × 200. -20 DMP.]

[Available DMP: 680]

Kaiden stepped back in the air.

Eight square kilometers of dungeon floated around him now where five had been a minute ago. Abyssal Cavern at the entrance, Safe Zone at its edge, two paths diverging. The Magma Vein Expanse feeding into the Virulent Mire along the environment hazard kill route. The Abyssal Corridor feeding into the Twilight Sink along the meat grinder route. Both terminating into the pushed-back Verdant Expanse, with the cathedral-palace waiting at its far end.

Three square kilometers of new terrain. Every meter of it hostile, though none of it populated with Mid-Tier monsters he could not yet afford.

And that was fine.

The Mire did not need monsters to bleed armor. The Sink did not need monsters to blind a formation. The turrets and the flies and the slimes did their own work.

Not that the empty biomes would stay empty forever. They would be filled in due time, of course.

He had been at this for the full duration, ensuring all was as perfect as possible.

With that, the work was done.

He lowered back to the dais.

But not to the spot he had risen from. He placed his feet directly against Aria’s right side, his shoulder an inch from hers, his face six inches from the edge of her silver hair. Close enough that when she turned to speak to him where she had expected to find him still on the throne, she would find him instead right in her ear.

Time resumed.

For a breath, the cathedral simply moved again.

Then Aria turned her head to say something to the throne.

She found his face six inches from hers instead.

She jumped.

A startled little "oh!" came out of her, entirely without her usual grace, and his arm was already curling around her waist before the sound had finished. He pulled her into his side in one easy motion, caught her chin with his free hand, and pressed a slow kiss to her jawline.

"Kai-!"

"Hi."

"You- I was just-"

"Missed you."

Her cheeks went the prettiest shade of offended pink he had seen on her in weeks.

"You did that on purpose!"

"Oh, completely."

"Hmph!!"

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