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

Chapter 671

I watch the black cube that Ember called an amplifier pulse with yellow and white light, moving for the first time since I found it underground in its tomb.

The static noise of a telepathy channel between myself and the cube flickers in my mind, but the glow fades, and the channel severs less than a second later.

I yell at it as the temperature in the room rises, and the flaming attacks Redgrave throws at the ceiling wrap around the room's outside and come my way at the outer wall.

"Atom? What was that? Now would be the time to show yourself!"

I tap the cube with my outstretched sword, but it just bounces off and rotates in the opposite direction like before.

I grit my teeth and fly forward before the wall of incoming flames from above hits me, charging up my restored blood-bonded weapons again, wracking my brain for new ideas because whatever just happened with the amplifier isn't within my control.

My sudden movements snap Redgrave out of his manic dances, and his expression turns cold and focused once again.

A streak of divine flames rockets my way, so I do the only thing I can and form my hexagonal defenses again, swinging both my swords at full power to block his strike.

My only option is to block. His speed and raw True Core power are far stronger than my own.

My perception and agility are my only advantage, and all that's good for is finding the optimal path to avoid a fatal blow.

Another shockwave of dark red and bright yellow flames erupts through the room's top as my defensive barrier shatters like glass, and both my swords are dug into by his sun-hot blade.

It's overwhelmingly powerful, like another True Core is grasped in his hands. I can't even use my appraisal skill to understand what the weapon is; it just looks and feels like another entity. If I didn't have to worry about it slicing me in half, I could probably counter and land a hit...

These thoughts race through my mind as the blast from our exchange sends me rocketing back again, slamming against the black wall just a few kilometers to the left of where I hit before.

It isn't any less painful when my vision blurs as I take the impact and hear Redgrave's echoing laughter in my mind again while he dances around the room, now weaving between the tallest pillar of artificial stone.

"Two hits and you're still alive? Now this is good!"

He yells, coming my way before I can fully heal my blades.

I jump off the wall, and in a flash of yellow light, he's curved around a black pillar to appear right beside me again.

The sun-hot blade rockets my way faster than I can even raise my blades to block. The half-formed hexagon of divine energy shatters, and I'm hit across the chest by a flaming crescent of fire.

I synchronize my air steps and convert the energy I would have used to imbue my swords into a defensive shield in front of my vitals, but I still can't move out of the way in time.

I'm sent flying across the entire 30-kilometer-long room again, slamming against multiple immovable pillars of stone, ping-ponging across the battlefield until I hit the other back wall.

My body feels numb and hot, as a massive yellow gash rips through my chest plate and opens a divine energy wound deep into my chest, torso, and left leg.

However, I'm still conscious enough to finish healing my blades and shake the ringing in my ears away.

Redgrave's laughter fills my ears again, and at the same time, I watch the originator cube pulse and blink even brighter than last time. The static telepathy link that almost formed before now opens, and I yell through it.