Chapter 183: Fall Of The Feminists

"Is it just me or is the sect building really leaning on us?."

An inner disciple with some sense of humour asked out and the situation was clear. The lower floors of the building were crushed under the weight of the building and it picked up acceleration.

Before the disciples recognised the 'gravity' of the situation, elders shouted out at their maximum to disperse. Finding that they are only seconds from destruction, everyone scattered.

But, how could they? Since they were pressing the beasts back into the dungeon, none had reserved their strength. Never in their wildest dreams would they have thought of a necessity to disperse while holding onto their precious lives.

'All according to the plan.'

Lee was happy and a faint smirk appeared on his face. None saw it, as the main attraction at the moment was the tall and gorgeous Moon Water sect building proceeding to embrace the ground. Many men and women ran scatteredly and the streets became chaotic. Even from a distance, the leaning, and collapsing building was visible.

The plan was flawless. Cooked up in the millennia old mind of Dnekewy, the Dimension Sovereign, the lesson was complete with an underlying moral.

When Lee said that everything was according to the plan, not a single stone was an exception to it. He had thoroughly thought and simulated the process of the crumbling building, and the extent of damage. Even how they dispersed was according to his plan.

The large building made of wood and stone leaned more and more towards the dungeon, where the cultivators were fighting without any reserve of strength. It was evident for them that dispersing to the sides will surely bring death, as the collision can cause a shockwave and a wide range of spreading rubbles. Thus their only option was to move into the dungeon.

When danger was right in front of them, their intelligence was barely working. The broken train of thoughts had chosen the dungeon as the safest way of retreat, and many including Chu Hua and elders sprinted into the dungeon entrance. Only a second later, the building kissed the ground, and a large cloud of dust arose.

Smoke and particles dispersing to all sides entered the cave too. But the amount was less than the surrounding. Those who have retreated to the sides were either severely injured or barely alive, while a minor portion was crushed under the weight.

A sense of relief and safety was evident in the face of the elders, until the dust settled. The daylight did not reach them anymore. The force with which the building fell might have dispersed to all sides, but it had also thrown the boulders at the dungeon. The thickness with which the ruins have deposited in front of the dungeon was exhaustingly enormous.

The metallic humanoids were made with the large heap of weapons and objects he had collected from the cave which the Minotaurs were guarding. Few of them were by pure iron, and a major portion were made up of steel and more stronger alloys. Lee deposited them in the Workshop and paid Essence to transmute them into Titanium alloys.

Using the collected metal objects to transmute to produce much powerful and durable alloys consumed a lesser amount of Essence. Not just lesser, but negligible when compared with producing the alloys from thin air. Lee paid Essence for high quality TriNitroToluene and gave it 'Blast Enhancement' augmentation. The thick and sturdy foundations of the sect building could not withstand the explosion of such a powerful dose, up close.

The result was what you have read. The remaining sect disciples, elders and the leader itself, were trapped inside the dungeon. The beasts did not hesitate to attack, but the horde was endless. The spawners were active after many decades of pent up frustration, and the cries of women rose up in the dungeon.

There ended the tale of extreme feminists! Those trapped in the dungeon ended their tales in horror. The limited space of dungeon floors were a main obstacle for the cultivators. Everyone except Chu Hua died. When the Tyrant Fairy itself came forth to rip this bitch apart, she used her last resort - a Teleportation Talisman!

The intimidating claws of the Dungeon Crystal was inches away from her when the talisman was activated. By the all-mighty entity's grace, she survived, with severe injuries. The position was the Cultivator's Guild. When she appeared inside the building, at the center of the main hall, the city was in a turmoil with the news of an exploding dungeon.

[Lee, teleportation detected. The sect leader has escaped.]

'Let her live in loneliness. Even if someone from the sect is still alive, they are either crippled, or paralysed.'

The place where the Moon Water sect once stood was now a land with crumbled buildings. When the foundation was shattered with deafening noise from about 100 feet below the ground, the nearby building sustained heavy damage from the shockwave alone. The large complex of the sect along with its inner court arena and outer court arena were cracked severely and were beyond use.

After taking one last glance at the sect premise through the Map, Lee turned away and walked through the streets. His mind recapped the incidents that took place from when he entered inside the dungeon, and till the moment.

'D, I don't see the hourly notification.'

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11 A.M.

27300 Essence harvested.

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[I have something to report about the EsGen storage. The Essence generation is only applicable in the storage. When a living being is used for Essence extraction from the System Space, the lifeform shows fluctuation in its sentience. Hence any living being out of the EsGen storage would be excluded from Essence extraction.]

'I understand.'

[And for the upgradation and processes associated with it, I have used the Illians you have kept in the EsGen storage.]

'Define the term 'Used'.'

[For my sustenance and energy demands, I disintegrated them all and used every last bit of energy in their cells for the smooth procedure of upgrade. The Essence that remained after successful upgrading was given to you as a complement.]

'....'