Chapter 689

“How is that possible?” I asked weakly. “You should be… dead.”

He waved a hand. “It wasn’t so difficult! Right before they killed me, I used the soul of one of my followers and let them destroy him while I attached myself to Xin. Then, she became pregnant, so I infested that child. At that point, I was able to start gaining enough power to influence her.

“Of course, I wanted her to kill the Hero King. The Maid Hero might have slayed me, but it was the Hero King who made my broken lands into a country. So, I had her kill him. The plan went perfectly until that damn Maid Hero gave her life to bring him back! Well, killing either one of them was enough.”

“And then you fled to Osteria and started a war!”

“Haha! That’s the best part! I never even reached Osteria. I had managed to get control of Xin’s mind before we reached the border. I tricked that dumb king and doubled back. While he was busy fighting with Osteria, thinking they were protecting his assassin, I was born, took control of Lord Reign, planted my dungeon, and prepared my trap. It was all perfect.” His face turned into one of displeasure. “Then you came, and mucked it all up!”

“What did you do with Xin?”

He raised an eyebrow. “After she served her purpose, I didn’t need her anymore. I took care of her, naturally.”

I lowered my head, feeling just a bit bad for Elaya. I had hoped at some point I could reunite the two women. If he said he killed her, then it was her soul that would have been killed. There would be no chance for Resurrection, or to even show up in the dungeon for that matter. It’s no wonder that Widow’s Dungeon didn’t have any knowledge of her fate.

I had nothing else to discuss with this man. I simply needed to find a way to escape from him, but he didn’t seem quite done talking to me, as he was still watching me with some interest.

“What is it?” I demanded.

“It’s just… I’ve captured you and have you chained up, and you haven’t questioned what I plan to do with you.”

“What does it matter?” I snorted. “You’ll probably execute me, right? You’ll do something that doesn’t leave a soul behind.”

“You should be afraid.” He frowned.

“Who would fear you?” My expression turned ugly and I spit on the ground. “You’re a coward! If you want to fight me, let’s fight!”

“How interesting…” he scratched his chin. “You’re not you, but you’re you. Is that what you did? I definitely must observe you further. Maybe, I can get an answer to my own… well, nevermind that.”

I had no clue what he was talking about, and it only seemed to irritate me more. As the pain diminished a bit, I found myself growing a bit bolder. I guess that now that things were out in the open and I was captured, I didn’t have any reason to fear him anymore. I only had to defeat him!

He turned and walked away, apparently being done with his conversation. As for me, I gave a derisive snort into the darkness. I had only let myself stay captured to try to find out a bit more about him. Amongst my vast dungeon point store options, there were ones that should be able to cancel a seal with ease. Yes, I couldn’t cast spells, but the blessings and the dungeon store were something else. For example, if I picked up Poison Resistance, I’d have that resistance whether I could access my active skills or not.

However, when I tried to access the store, nothing happened. I tried three more times. Only then, with a frozen look, did I pull back my sleeves which usually hid those markings. It was at that moment I realized why the Demon Lord didn’t mention my tattoos that signified I had completed several dungeon lores, because I no longer possessed any tattoos! My access to the dungeon store, and all the abilities that came with it, were completely gone!