[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 515

The day goes on, and I continue training the elites in the Labyrinth.

Over the last week, while bringing them all from the lower level 400s to now mid-level 900s, I've gained a fair share of MCP myself, especially while training alone at night. My focus right now is mainly training my troops and expanding the city, but I still want to find a way to get stronger and climb higher floors of the Labyrinth too if I can. The billions of MCP gains that add to my energy control are slightly noticeable, but there are no overwhelming increases in strength.

My best gauge of power is to think back to the creature I battled on the 43rd floor atop that mountain, and I'm sure even with the strength gains I have now, that fight wouldn't have been any easier.

To improve, and have a chance against the 44th floor, I need a drastic change in the style of training or find a way to create an isolation pod myself.

Even throughout all the notes I read through this morning, there was no mention of anything like it at all. It seems the one Ember is in now is the only one left, and possibly my only reference to try to recreate one in the future.

For now, I stick to the tasks at hand and make my way to Valor City once the training session for today is over.

Once I arrive, I'm greeted by Lith in his lobbymen, and he takes me on a quick tour to explain what I've missed out on while I was busy.

We make our way through the rooms of fighters that were rescued, and they're all in comas with life support and feeding tubes attached to them.

Lith comments on the situation.

"Not a single one has died. They have no life-threatening illness or anything; they just won't wake up. It's as if their bodies are using all of their energy to heal a wound that isn't there."

I do full body scans of every one of the 93 fighters, over half of which are over level 500. None of them have gained any of their status features back; they're wiped completely clean. There doesn't seem to be any major disruptions in their natural mana flow either. Every single one of them seems to be able to move energy around their bodies at a normal rate.

However, Lith is right, the way they are moving this mana is interesting. It's as if they're all subconsciously attempting the same thing. It looks exactly the same as the mana flow within me when the perk of my self-regeneration skill detoxifies alcohol or poison in my system. High levels of mana control can create a similar effect to a lesser degree, healing people faster than the average unawakened human. The only problem is, there is nothing for their systems to heal.

The same useless cycle is going on repeat, even after we leave the building and make our way into the streets of the inner city, this phenomenon irks me.

"I'll find a way to fix them. Please, keep them in a stable state until I find a cure."

Lith nods and promises to do so as we walk past the two sites of the old Dark One's towers that have been stripped from the kilometer-high skyscrapers down to open plots of land in the center of the city.

The third tower has eight guards outside. There are two black nights on each side of the tower, and I can sense that the shielding is doubled up just as I requested, and there's now an elevator and multiple empty floors that lead up to each of them.

Lith waves for his guards to step aside and we enter the lobby.

I see the floor in the center of the room is still sealed off to the public, but it isn't my earth magic from before. It's a combination of Maria and Abby's earth and ice; I sense blue and green soul energy within the mass created to cover the underground entrance.