2026-09-07 02:32:53Chapter 7:
The city walls that had stood for three centuries cracked like dried mud as the first wave of the World-Core Dungeon creatures tore through the earth. Massive, obsidian-scaled Hell-Hounds with jaws made of molten lava swarmed into the capital streets, ripping through elite city guards and turning luxurious estates into burning rubble within minutes. Panic choked the air. Thousands of wealthy citizens who had spent their lives looking down on the poor were now screaming in the mud, fleeing toward the center of the Tiger Clan estate—the only place they thought was safe. Austin stood on the highest roof of the Tiger Clan palace, his black hair whipping violently in the gale-force winds. At his feet, Vivian lay shivering, staring out at the burning city with eyes full of absolute despair. Her family's entire empire was being turned to ash right before her eyes. "A-Austin..." a trembling, desperate voice gasped from behind him. Austin didn't turn around. He already knew who it was. Leon, the arrogant Young Master of the Tiger Clan, stumbled onto the roof. His golden silks were torn and covered in soot. He no longer looked like royalty; he looked like a terrified rat. Behind him, the remaining Elders of the clan were shaking, their knees buckling under the weight of the monster roars echoing from the streets. "Austin... please!" Leon cried out, dropping straight to his knees, slamming his forehead against the stone tiles. "The Ancestral Patriarch is dead! The city is falling! You... you just killed three gods! You have the power! Save our clan! We will give you anything! We will give you the city! We will give you Vivian back! Just kill the beasts!" Vivian looked up at Leon, her heart turning to ice as she realized her "elite" fiancé was willing to sell her like cattle just to survive a few more minutes. "Save you?" Austin let out a low, melodic laugh that cut through the thunderous roars of the approaching monsters. He slowly turned his head, his abyssal-black eyes flashing with a terrifying, god-like amusement. "When you ripped my soul out, did you think about salvation? When you threw me into the blizzard to freeze, did you look for mercy? You want me to kill the beasts to save your lives?" Austin lifted his hand, and the tiny Void Slime crawled onto his knuckles, its translucent black body pulsating with an insatiable, universe-ending hunger. "I will kill the beasts," Austin whispered, a dark, venomous smile spreading across his face. "But not to save you. To me... they are just dinner." WARNING: MONSTER WAVE RECONNAISSANCE COMPLETED. A TIER-12 ABYSSAL BEHEMOTH HAS AWAKENED DIRECTLY BENEATH THE CITY REALM. SYSTEM NOTICE: THE BEHEMOTH IS SECURED BY AN ULTRA-GRADE SOUL-BOUND CARDIAC CORE. IF THE BEHEMOTH IS KILLED BY NORMAL SPIRITUAL ATTACKS, THE CORE WILL EXPLODE, SINKING THE ENTIRE MORTAL KINGDOM INTO THE MANTLE OF THE EARTH. Austin’s eyes narrowed as a massive, mountain-sized shadow began to rise from a giant volcanic trench just outside the city walls. The Tier-12 monster was so powerful that its mere presence caused the surrounding atmosphere to turn into pure sulfur. To absorb its soul and hit the next cultivation realm, Austin had to dive directly into the beast's flaming maw and extract the core from the inside out, without letting a single spark of energy leak into the tectonic plates. The mountain-sized Behemoth let out a roar that shattered every glass window in a fifty-mile radius. It raised a massive, lava-dripping claw, aiming to flatten the entire Tiger Clan palace—and everyone on the roof—into a pancake of molten rock. TITANIC ATTACK ARRIVAL: 00:03... 00:02... Leon and the Elders screamed, covering their heads as the sky turned completely orange with descending magma. Austin didn't flinch. Instead of fleeing or erecting a shield, he grabbed the Void Slime, a look of absolute, gravity-shattering madness blazing in his eyes, and sprinted straight off the edge of the roof—diving headfirst into the open, flaming jaws of the descending mountain-sized titan. BOOM. The Behemoth's jaws snapped shut, swallowing Austin whole. Leon and Vivian stared in absolute horror, believing their last hope had just committed suicide. But a millisecond later, the mountain-sized Behemoth violently froze. Its glowing lava-scales instantly turned a dull, frozen gray. Deep within the stomach of the titan, Austin’s hand slammed directly into the pulsing, ultra-grade Cardiac Core. The Void Slime expanded into an infinite vortex, its black jaws wrapping around the core and the beast’s entire Tier-12 soul simultaneously. DEVOURING COMPLETED. TIER-12 ABYSSAL BEHEMOTH CONSUMED. SOUL-BOUND CARDIAC CORE DIGESTED WITHOUT TECTONIC LEAKAGE. CULTIVATION REALM EXPLOSION: NASCENT SOUL REALM STAGE 5 TO NASCENT SOUL STAGE 9 (PEAK REALM)! VOID SLIME EVOLUTION PROGRESS: 95%. APPROACHING TRUE COSMIC METAMORPHOSIS! CRACK! The entire mountain-sized body of the Behemoth didn't explode—it imploded inward, collapsing into a single, microscopic point of black gravity before vanishing completely into Austin's palm. Austin floated gently down from the sky, his clothes completely untouched by the fire, his aura radiating a terrifying Peak Nascent Soul pressure that made the remaining monsters in the streets instantly drop to their bellies, whimpering in primal terror. Austin landed back on the roof, stepping over the trembling, catatonic body of Leon. The entire city was silent; the millions of invading monsters were now frozen in place, completely paralyzed by the sheer, crushing authority of the new Sovereign standing above them. But as the Void Slime let out a satisfied burp, a new, massive system notification tore open the sky, bleeding words of golden cosmic law across the heavens for the entire planet to see. GLOBAL ANNOUNCEMENT: THE MORTAL ANOMALY HAS DEVOURED THE CRADLE CORE. WORLD BOUNDARY DEGRADED BY 30%. THE HIGHER REALM'S 'IMMORTAL EMPEROR' HAS PERSONALLY DEMANDED AN INTERNATIONAL ALLIANCE WITH THE RIVAL CONTINENTS. THREE GOD-TIER IMPERIAL EMPIRES HAVE JUST INITIALIZED AN ANCESTORS' SUMMONING RITUAL TO AWAKEN THEIR TEN THOUSAND YEAR OLD ASCENDED GODS TO DESTROY THE DEVOURER. Austin looked up at the golden text burning in the sky, his dark laughter echoing through the silent, monster-filled streets. The Higher Realms were getting desperate. They were awakening their oldest, most sacred ancestors just to stop him. To Austin, they weren't sending an army. They were opening a vintage wine cellar. He turned his cold, predatory gaze back toward Leon and Vivian. "The gods are waking up," Austin smiled, his eyes flashing with an insatiable hunger. "And I'm still hungry."
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