Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins

Chapter 475 473-Always Keep Your Cool

Ethan unleashed the full power of Primordial Light, a force so immense that it illuminated even the innkeeper's dream in its entirety.

There were no hidden corners left within the innkeeper's dream now.

Even if the cloaked figure managed to escape, there was simply nowhere left to hide.

Faced with this dire situation, the cloaked figure understood that a decisive battle was inevitable.

Without hesitation, the cloaked figure placed the blood-red eye, known as the Cursed Eye, on their forehead.

This action allowed them to harness the full potential of the Cursed Eye's power.

"Since you're determined to engage me in a battle to the death here, I shall gladly oblige! I will make you understand the sheer might of the God of Curses' power, and I will ensure you realize that your actions this time will bring about immense calamity upon yourself!"

As the cloaked figure uttered those words, the Cursed Eye on their forehead bestowed upon them a tremendous surge of power.

The cloaked figure could feel the curse coursing through their entire being.

Ethan, in response to the cloaked figure's declaration, allowed a faint, sardonic smile to play upon his lips.

To Ethan, the other's current intentions seemed almost ludicrous.

Even if the God of Curses were to descend personally, Ethan believed that he would still emerge victorious.

After all, if the God of Curses hadn't entrusted the entirety of his power to the cloaked figure, how could the cloaked figure hope to defeat him?

"If that's the case, then show me your full strength! I'm curious to see just how much of an obstacle you can truly be, and whether you're as formidable as you claim to be!"

The cloaked figure and Ethan both launched simultaneous attacks, employing incredibly potent abilities.

Their head-on collision sent shockwaves rippling through the entire dream of the innkeeper, causing it to convulse violently.

Even Prophet Magus, concealed in a secure location, couldn't help but sense the direness of the situation.

Prophet Magus could perceive that the innkeeper's dream was rapidly spiraling out of control.

The unraveling chaos within the innkeeper's dream stemmed from two main sources.

On one hand, it was the result of the fierce battle between Ethan and the cloaked figure.

On the other hand, it was a consequence of the influence exerted by the Cursed Eye wielded by the cloaked figure.

The ability of Prophet Magus and Ethan to enter the innkeeper's dream relied on the power of the Cursed Dreamland, a gift from the God of Curses himself.

The power of the Cursed Eye and the power of the God of Curses were perfectly aligned, which meant that the Power of Curse emanating from the Cursed Eye had the potential to trigger the complete collapse of the Cursed Dreamland.

If the Cursed Dreamland were to crumble before the innkeeper's dream, they would find themselves trapped within this dream world with no means of escape.

Prophet Magus harbored deep concerns that the worst-case scenario might indeed come to pass.

However, in the midst of the intense battle between Ethan and the cloaked figure, he had no means of taking any action.

As Prophet Magus pondered potential strategies with growing apprehension, the Shadow Elf finally regained consciousness.

The Shadow Elf, now fully awake, was utterly astonished by the abnormal state of the dream world.

"Why has the dream become so unstable? What have you all done? The dream is on the verge of collapsing! Are you really intending to be trapped within it?" 

The questions poured forth from the Shadow Elf in a rapid succession, their concern palpable.

Prophet Magus had only a limited opportunity to explain the events that had transpired.

Even without his explanation, the Shadow Elf could see the ongoing battle between Ethan and the cloaked figure.

The clash between Ethan and the cloaked figure was intense, and within the dream world, their powers seemed evenly matched.

Neither side could swiftly secure victory, leading the dream world to teeter precariously on the brink of total collapse.

"We can't afford to waste any more time, and we can't continue battling the cloaked figure within the dream," declared the Shadow Elf, swiftly reaching a conclusion.

"While the cloaked figure might be unable to escape, we will also be trapped here."

The Shadow Elf understood that allowing Ethan and the cloaked figure to persist in their combat would inevitably lead to the dream's collapse before a victor could be determined.

"So, what's our plan then? Can we even get them to stop fighting? If we could, I would have acted long ago," Prophet Magus responded, well aware of the dire situation. 

However, he was grappling with the absence of a viable solution.

If he had one in mind, he would have already taken action.

Prophet Magus's words left the Shadow Elf momentarily speechless.

"After careful consideration, you're right," the Shadow Elf said, contemplating their next move. 

"We can't stop their battle, and our combined strength isn't sufficient to aid Ethan in defeating the cloaked figure. Our only option is to take individual action to bring this dream to an end. We must sever the connection between the Cursed Dreamland and the innkeeper's dream. This way, we can safely return to the Cursed Dreamland."

In the midst of this dire situation, the Shadow Elf devised a perfect solution.

Prophet Magus, without hesitation, joined in, knowing that time was of the essence.

Together, they located the innkeeper and worked swiftly to rouse him from his slumber.

As the innkeeper grasped the situation, her dream world began to crumble around them.

In the moment when the innkeeper's dream collapsed, the Shadow Elf swiftly opened the portal to the Cursed Dreamland.

The Cursed Dreamland and the innkeeper's dream rapidly separated, a chasm growing between them.

Both Ethan and the cloaked figure, still locked in their intense battle, sensed the separation occurring.

The innkeeper's dream crumbled swiftly, its once-vibrant landscape disintegrating into fragments.

Though both combatants harbored a deep desire to vanquish their adversary, they also recognized the urgency of ensuring their own safety.

Reluctantly, they temporarily withdrew to safer positions within the Cursed Dreamland, their duel suspended for the time being.

As the innkeeper's dream dissolved into oblivion, Ethan, Prophet Magus, and the Shadow Elf found themselves back within the familiar confines of the Cursed Dreamland.

Within the confines of the Cursed Dreamland, Ethan seethed with anger, his voice thundering as he confronted the Shadow Elf.

"Why did you separate the Cursed Dreamland from the innkeeper's dream? Don't you realize I was on the brink of securing victory? Do you understand that your actions have robbed me of the chance to eliminate the cloaked figure, ensuring he poses no further threat?"

Prophet Magus felt a shiver of fear, witnessing Ethan's fury, a side of him he had never seen before.

In Prophet Magus's eyes, Ethan might even consider the Shadow Elf an enemy to be eliminated.

However, the Shadow Elf remained remarkably composed.

Having witnessed Ethan's wrathful state before, the Shadow Elf understood that they could help Ethan see reason.

He knew that Ethan's anger, while formidable, could be channeled towards a more constructive path.

"I am well aware that continuing the battle could have led to the cloaked figure's demise," the Shadow Elf replied calmly, addressing Ethan's frustration.

"But what good would that have done us? If you had defeated him before the dream's collapse, he would have had no chance of successfully leaving the dream. Are you truly willing to go down with him? Is there any benefit for you in sharing his fate?"

The Shadow Elf continued, emphasizing the importance of maintaining their composure.

"Though we haven't directly eliminated the cloaked figure, we've gained valuable insights. During our recent battle, you inflicted significant injuries upon him. We must keep a level head to ensure that our future actions proceed without issue."

"Anger clouding your judgment due to the cloaked figure's actions won't serve us well. If we allow ourselves to be consumed by rage, our journey will be fraught with challenges as we traverse the Glacial Peaks. Each obstacle we encounter will test us, and without a clear mind, how can we hope for a smooth passage? It's crucial for you to remain calm and not let anger cloud your judgment."

The Shadow Elf's words carried weight and logic, prompting a gradual shift in Ethan's demeanor.

His expression softened as he seemed to come to terms with the situation.

"You're right," he admitted.

"My anger did cloud my judgment. We must explore if there's a better solution. Perhaps, as you suggest, we should find a compromise that benefits us all."

Under the persuasive influence of the Shadow Elf, Ethan ultimately regained his composure.

He extended his gratitude towards Prophet Magus, acknowledging the pivotal role he played in their escape.

"I must thank you as well. Your assistance during our recent battle was invaluable. Let's refrain from further action today. I imagine you must be quite exhausted."

Prophet Magus readily agreed, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle upon him.

A momentary respite was indeed in order.