You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

Ron's lips curled into a slight smile: "Third High Ground, finishing things off."

The Bone Serpent Assault Team burst forth from beneath the sand, biting the Black Abyss Dragon's wings and dragging it back to the third high ground.

On that ground, a dozen giant bone snakes had already coiled into a circle. The moment it stepped into the center, all the bone snakes raised their heads at the same time and spewed out scorching bone fire, trapping it in the ring of fire.

Bone Dragon No. 1 flapped its wings and soared into the sky, swooping down from above, its claws piercing the skull of the Black Abyss Dragon and pinning it to the center of the ring of fire.

Ron stood up, his voice cold and hard: "Give me its head."

The entire Thunderwing squad unleashed their explosive spears, a cacophony of bone fire and explosions erupting in the center of the battlefield as a giant mushroom of fire burst forth.

As the flames died down, the massive body of the Black Abyss Dragon crashed to the ground, its head rolling to the feet of Bone Dragon No. 1.

In the spectator stands, the judges' panel erupted in gasps of surprise, and the chat was flooded with the same message:

Black Abyss Dragon, fallen.

Ron's gaze swept across the battlefield and landed directly in Bacchus's direction.

His meaning was clear: you're next.

The head of the Black Abyss Dragon was still steaming, and Bone Dragon No. 1 stood on it, roaring softly.

The monster array in the Black Language Caverns began to cheer, the Bone Serpent raised its head, and the Thunderwing Squad circled in the air.

The spectator channel was buzzing with excitement.

One designer on the judging panel couldn't help but exclaim, "This was a textbook example of a successful hunt."

Ron didn't look much; his attention was fixed on the opposite command post.

Bacchus stood there, his face ashen, as if it had been dipped in ink.

He slowly raised his hand and placed it on the core control panel of the Abyss Maw.

The battlefield entrance to the Abyss's Throat began to collapse, and a black sea of ​​mist surged out from the cracks, sweeping across the entire battlefield like a tide.

That was no ordinary monster, but the Abyss's ultimate weapon—the Abyss Maw.

This thing has no fixed shape; it looks like a vortex made of countless black, sharp teeth, and anything it swallows can never come out again.

Viser's expression changed: "Has he gone mad? Using a giant maw in a dungeon battle can destroy the entire field."

Ron's eyes were as cold as knives: "He's trying to gamble his life by swallowing my core whole."

As soon as the abyss maw appeared, the battlefield began to crack.

Instead of charging at the monster, it followed the underground energy pathways straight to the inner ring of the Black Language Cave.

Ron quickly opened the Laws panel and activated the Core Shield and Ice Array.

Belin immediately mobilized the ice formation team to seal the ground cracks and use thick ice to try to slow down the giant mouth's advance.

But the abyss's maw is completely unaffected by the terrain; it seeps in like liquid through any crevice at an extremely fast speed.

Chapter 142

“Viser, send all the bone snakes to stop it.”

Ron's voice was deep, "Let it eat the hardest bone first."

The Bone Serpent Assault Team surged underground like a tide, engaging in a fierce battle with the Abyss Maw in the shadows.

After a tremor, the ground was torn open, and the remains of dozens of bone snakes were spat out, but the giant maw's movement speed was slowed down.

Ron stared at the map curve, his finger hovering over the last permission option on the console.

That was a temporary skill I gained after fusing with the fragments of the law—Rule Counterattack.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Bacchus, since you want to devour me, let's take a gamble together."

Ron activated his skill.

Instantly, the entrance to the Abyss's Throat on the other side of the battlefield began to tremble, and the other half of the black maw was forcibly pulled back, as if dragged back to its nest by an invisible force.

Bakus turned around sharply and saw the abyss maw churning in the core area of ​​his instance, devouring the guarding monsters and buildings.

Ron's voice came through the battlefield channel, cold as ice: "Watch, it won't be picky about who it eats."

In just one minute, the abyssal maw gnawed the inner ring of the Abyssal Throat to pieces, and the core shield kept flashing.

Bacchus abruptly severed the link, and only then did the afterimage of the giant maw completely disappear.

The battlefield fell into a brief silence.

Ron raised his hand and whispered to Viser, "Push forward, take down his core."

After the giant maw of the abyss was forcibly thrown back, the battlefield was briefly quiet for a moment, and then the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The monster array of the Black Language Cave charged simultaneously the moment the signal flag was waved on the high platform, and the sand and dust rolled like waves, heading straight for the entrance of the Abyss's Throat.

Viser, spear in hand, led the way, followed by the Bone Serpent Assault Team flanking from both sides, the Thunderwing Squad flying low overhead, and Bone Dragon One bringing up the rear.

This time, it's not about defense, but about pushing forward with all our might.

Ron stood on the high platform, and the image on the control panel clearly showed that the defenses of the Abyss's Maw had been torn open by the backlash of the giant maw, leaving two gaps.

That is the shortest path to the core area.

"The first echelon will enter from the east gap, the second echelon will go around to the south gap, and they will meet in the core outer ring ten minutes later."

Ron's voice was cold and hard, without the slightest hesitation.

In the passage of the eastern gap, the Abyss Warriors were still rebuilding their defenses when they were directly knocked over by the bone serpents that rushed in. Their fangs and bone spikes swept across like a harvester.

The skeleton warriors followed closely behind, using shield walls and spears to steadily advance and completely block the enemy's advance route.

The Thunderwing squad at the southern breach leaped directly from the air, their explosive spears igniting the entire passageway. The flames illuminated the black energy tower ahead, the core shield power supply node of the Abyss's Throat.

After two rounds of spear throwing, the node exploded violently, and the shield of the core outer ring instantly dimmed by half.

Bakus stared intently at the battlefield from the high platform, his eyes filled with barely concealed rage.

He gritted his teeth and ordered: "Abandon the outer ring and defend the core with all our might."

But the order came too late.

The Bone Serpent and Skeletons on the eastern front have already stormed into the outer ring of the city, while the Thunderwing squad on the southern front has also successfully broken in and met up with Viser in front of the central square.

In the center of the plaza, the core of the Abyss Throat floated in mid-air, surrounded by six black energy pillars, their shields flickering.

Bakus's last elite monsters—the Abyss Heavy Armor Army—stood outside the shield, wielding twin blades, as heavy as a city wall.

Ron pressed the final rallying signal on the high platform.

Bone Dragon One pounced from the inner ring, directly knocking over two rows of heavily armored soldiers, its giant claws slamming into the shields.

The shield vibrated violently, and the light from the energy pillars dimmed rapidly.

"Viser, take some men and dismantle the pillars."

Ron stared at the screen, his voice like an ice blade.

The Thunderwing squad dispersed and flew in different directions, continuously throwing spears at the nodes of the energy pillars.

The bone serpent emerged from the bottom and used its fangs to sever the energy transmission channels of the shield.

The skeleton warrior, wielding a heavy hammer, smashed the bases of the two energy pillars to pieces.

When the last energy pillar broke, the core shield of the Abyss's Maw completely disappeared.

Ron didn't waste any words: "Everyone, charge for the core."

With a roar, Bone Dragon One led all the monsters to charge towards the core.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire spectator channel, the core of the Abyss's Throat shattered into light fragments after countless impacts, transforming into a sky full of energy streams that dissipated above the rift.

A system notification sounded—

[Dungeon Battle Ended]

[Winner: Black Language Cave]

[Result: Gained complete control over the laws of the Abyss's Maw]

Ron slowly raised his head and looked in Bacchus's direction. His voice was not loud, but it carried throughout the entire venue through the channel.

"I'll take your copy."

The core of the Abyss's Throat shattered, the black mist above the rift slowly dissipated, and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

The monster array in the Black Language Cave remained standing in neat rows, Bone Dragon No. 1 kept its head down, and the Thunderwing Squad slowly circled in the air.

The air of victory filled the entire battlefield.

The system notifications kept appearing on the console—

You have taken over the Abyss Throat dungeon.

[Rule authority inheritance complete]

[Options: Merge copies or set as a branch]

Ron looked at the screen, not making a decision immediately.

Viser stepped forward and whispered, "If we merge, our resources will double, but the risk is that our defenses will decrease during the fusion of the laws."

Claudia shook her head: "Setting it up as a branch is more stable, but it requires more people to be stationed there, which puts a lot of pressure on defense."

Ron pondered for a moment, then tapped "branch" on the screen.

"First, stabilize the situation, figure out the structure of the Abyss Throat and all the monsters, and then consider fusion."

The system prompts you to update immediately.

Branch copy created successfully

[The Black Language Caverns - Throat of the Abyss branch is now operational]

On the other side, Bacchus, standing on the high platform, was deathly pale.

He watched as his core turned into dust, his eyes filled with hatred.

The man in black robes asked in a low voice, "Sir, should we retreat?"

Bacchus slowly turned around, his voice low and deep: "Withdraw? No... I still have the last bit of access to the core of the Little Garden."