My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Chapter 988

With the malacrum dagger in my hand, I didn’t immediately join the attack. Instead, I waited for the right moment. As I did so, I activated my dungeon points and rearranged my skills once again. I warned the girls that the knife in his hand wouldn’t kill them, allowing them to act more boldly. The message quickly spread to the girls on Deedee’s side as well.

While I was setting us up for victory, Deedee had finally made her move. With the sword in her hands, Demon Lord Aberis had become much more interested in her presence. His eyes were focused on her, an insolent grin on his face. To her credit, Deedee kept a calm demeanor that seemed unaffected by his dark gaze. She threw back her glare and gazed at him defiantly. It looked rather cool. I wish I knew how she did that.

Aberis attacked, and the two exchanged several blows. With the pressure and restraint of the other girls though, his movements were limited, and she was able to keep up with him. That momentum could change in an instant. They were just feeling each other out again. Once skills started flying, it was anyone’s guess where things would go. The entire battle could flip in an instant. We had already lost three girls. Celeste and Shao were dead, while Lydia was out of commission.

I touched her and used spatial magic to send her a distance away, where Raissa was. We didn’t allow Raissa to be in the battle. She was pregnant with my kid, after all. While the Tibults ran the army, Raissa’s job was corpse collection. She had plenty of sneaking skills. She was no assassin like Shao, but she was a survivor. She went out where the fighting had ended and fetched back people, who could then be resurrected.

Although a resurrected person couldn’t rejoin the fight immediately as Calypso had managed with her dungeon, they could rest behind the walls of Chalm, and if push came to shove, add to the defense of the city. If, for example, we managed to kill Aberis, but his army survived, those extra reinforcements could give the city time to hold out. It was just one of the many possibilities we had to prepare for. Either way, we had learned from Calypso as well as overseas that the potential to resurrect allies was a powerful gift in winning a war, and I intended to use that gift to its fullest.

Deedee finally pulled out her ultimate weapon. I finished up with what I was doing and then prepared to lend my aid. We also sent Slave Communications, letting the other girls know what was coming next. The truth was that we weren’t certain what was about to happen. It was another untested attack with an unknown result. It could kill Deedee. It might even destroy her soul.

It had been some time since I had last played with combination skills. Any skill you currently had could be mixed with external mana, and it’d cause it to form a new skill. Any individual only had the power to do this once per mana type. However, the girls had discovered that if you used multiple external mana sources, then you can create still other skills. We had access to spirit fire, miasma, fairy dust, and Gaia. There might be other sources, but I hadn’t discovered them yet.

For the strongest ability, one could combine all four. That’s what Deedee pulled out right then. It was a set of all four mana sources which were gathered prior. She broke open the containers and immediately pooled the mana into her strike. That strike was Final Blow. There was no saying what Final Blow, one of the most sacrificing attacks of the True Hero, would do when supported by four different mana sources.

“Death Strike!” Deedee cried out as she gave her attack.