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

Viser hissed over the communicator: "This is his copy of the Shadow Legion, all high-tier units!"

Ron did not back down. He gave the order directly: "Bone Shark Swarm, cut through the outer perimeter. Tentacle Ghosts and Mud Lurkers, press on the high ground. Target: Shield Core."

The underwater battlefield exploded instantly.

The swarm of bone sharks charged into the shadow legion with their bony ramming, their fangs and claws clashing, and plumes of blood mist drifting out.

Chapter 144

The tentacle ghosts burst through the gaps in the stone walls and shields, attempting to probe the location of the control array, but were repeatedly repelled by the vortex force of the shields.

The Mud Lurkers then burrow through the sand beneath the platform, searching for a place where they can directly contact the base of the shield.

Bacchus said coldly, "It's no use. I can see everything you do."

With a wave of his hand, a circle of pitch-black energy waves lit up around the control array, instantly turning the two tentacle ghosts into ashes.

Ron's eyes turned cold, and he swiped his finger across the law panel, directly maximizing the rule interference function of the Abyss's Maw.

The next moment, the shield of the Dark Sea Abyss suddenly slowed down, and the power of the vortex was reduced by half.

"Viser, now!"

The swarm of bone sharks and the tentacle ghosts pressed forward simultaneously, tearing a gap in the outer ring of the shield for the first time, revealing the core structure inside that pulsed with eerie light.

Bakus's expression finally froze, and his voice was low and menacing: "You're asking for it."

The gap in the shield was still widening, and a ghostly light poured out from the core, turning the entire dome a cold blue.

The swarm of bone sharks frantically attacked the edge of the shield, while ghostly tentacles probed through the gaps, tightly binding the energy channels inside, further slowing down the shield's rotation speed.

Bakus placed his hands on the control array, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light.

“Ron, this is my territory, I am the master of this sea.”

As he spoke, the water pressure in the entire core area suddenly rose, as if countless mountains were pressing down on the monster's back at the same time.

The movements of the bone shark swarm suddenly slowed down, and the tentacled ghost's body began to break apart under the high pressure.

Ron did not retreat; his consciousness followed the laws and directly locked onto Bakus's control array.

“If you are the master in the sea, then I will be the king in the rules.”

The law counteracts the shockwave and initiates.

Instantly, the water pressure that was originally directed at the assault team instead rushed towards the high platform where Bakus was located, directly crushing the stone walls around the control array, with fragments flying in the water.

Bakus's expression changed, and he immediately withdrew from the control array.

The shield lost control, its rotation stopped, and the core was completely exposed.

Ron waved his hand, and the Mud Lurkers burst forth from the sand, their bone spikes and explosive pellets adhering to the core's base.

The tentacle-like ghost climbed onto the core surface, inserted its tentacles into the energy inlets, and frantically absorbed the internal energy.

Bakus roared, his entire body transforming into a cloud of black mist as he charged straight at Ron.

The two collided in the water, creating shockwaves that knocked back the surrounding bone sharks and shadow legions.

Ron raised his hand to block Bakus's first impact, and with his other hand, he grabbed Bakus's shoulder and forcefully poured the shockwave of the law into him.

"Bacchus, you're doomed."

Bakus's body twisted violently in the impact, and cracks were torn open in the black mist.

He roared and tried to fight back, but was slammed into the water from above by the claws of Bone Dragon One—that was the support that Ron had directly summoned through his Abyss Throat privileges.

Ron didn't give him another chance.

"Detonate!"

The explosive pellets lurking in the silt exploded all at once, completely shattering the core base, and the energy scattered like a raging tide.

A system notification sounded in my ear.

[Dungeon core successfully destroyed]

[The control of the laws of the Dark Sea is in progress]

Bakus was thrown back by the shockwave, his body shattering in the water, turning into scattered black mist, and finally dissipating completely into the dark blue water.

Ron watched the core slowly darken and whispered, "The sea has changed hands."

The core of the Dark Sea Abyss was completely extinguished, the eerie blue light gradually faded, and the waters were plunged into deep darkness.

The instance, now devoid of the laws governing it, is like a body with its nerves severed. All monsters slow down, and the Shadow Legion begins to disintegrate, turning into scattered black fragments that merge into the seawater.

System notifications kept popping up in front of Ron.

The power to govern the laws of the Dark Sea has shifted.

[Set as branch copy?]

Ron clicked "confirm" without hesitation.

The next moment, the energy flow of the entire sea synchronized with the Black Language Cave, and a new symbolic flag appeared on the map—a bone serpent with its mouth open on a black background, symbolizing devouring and domination.

Bone sharks, tentacled ghosts, and mud lurkers began patrolling the seabed in formation, blocking passages in the outer waters.

Viser arrived with his skeleton warriors from the underwater passage of the Abyss's Throat to take over the garrison duty of the Dark Abyss.

Ron stood on the core platform, looking at the energy guides that had been relit, connecting the Black Language Cave with one hand and the Abyss Throat with the other.

The authority over the three dungeons appeared side-by-side on his panel, with all resource, monster allocation, and trap permissions concentrated in his hands.

Claudia sighed softly in the communication: "With the three dungeons integrated, the defensive depth has tripled."

Even if the top-tier dungeons in the capital wanted to take you down, they'd have to think twice.

Belin laughed and said, "Don't forget, Bacchus can get into our hearts, and others can try to do the same thing."

Ron smiled faintly: "So from today onwards, we won't wait for others to come; we'll take the initiative."

In the outer sea of ​​the Dark Abyss, Ron ordered a ring of traps to be laid within a ten-mile radius.

The bone-spiked mines laid by the bone shark swarm drifted slowly in the current, their tentacled tentacles hidden in the seaweed forest, instantly locking onto any approaching target.

The sand tunnels of the Abyss's Throat have been transformed into high-pressure trap corridors, where any unauthorized teleportation will directly trigger a crushing impact.

A ring of mixed traps has also been added to the outer perimeter of Black Whisper Caves, connecting the three dungeons into a defensive network.

Once the integration was complete, the system released a new world announcement.

[Black Language Cave controls three major dungeons, ranking second on the Empire's dungeon power list]

The channel instantly exploded.

Some were amazed by the speed of Black Language's expansion, some predicted the reaction of the Imperial Capital's main city dungeon, and others wondered if Ron would directly challenge for the top spot next month.

Ron closed the panel and turned his gaze northward.

That's the direction of the Imperial Capital main city instance, and also the final stage.

He whispered, "I want the top spot."

The update to the Empire Dungeon Power Ranking has caused a stir throughout the entire dungeon community.

The authority over the laws of the three major dungeons—Black Whisper Caves, Abyss Throat, and Dark Sea Abyss—is all concentrated in the hands of Ron alone, a scale that has not been seen in the last decade.

The defense council of the Imperial Capital main city instance held an emergency meeting.

Inside the council hall, more than a dozen dungeon lords were present, and the core of their discussion was only one thing—Ron.

"He expanded too fast, swallowing up two large instances in just half a month."

"If he continues to advance north, the next target will be the pass outside the capital."

"We must take the initiative first; we cannot wait for him to challenge us."

The meeting concluded by reinforcing the outer defenses of the instance, while sending spies to probe the Black Language Alliance's defenses.

On the high platform of the Black Language Cave, Ron received the intelligence, and only slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

"They want to probe our defenses? Then let them see something."

Viser handed over a defensive deployment map, which marked the current troop strength and trap distribution of the three dungeons.

Ron glanced at it twice and then placed several conspicuous trap markers in the outer sand dune area.

Claudia raised an eyebrow: "Did you deliberately leave an opening?"

“That’s right,” Ron said calmly. “They’ll come in from there, and I want them to feel like they got the better deal.”

Belin smiled. "And then you fall into a deep pit inside?"

Ron didn't respond, but simply drew a circle on the map. It was a multi-layered trap chain structure that, once triggered, would send the intruder directly to the kill zone of the Abyss's Maw.

Meanwhile, Ron also secretly assembled a special monster team—the Shadowscale Stalkers.

These monsters move silently, perfectly blending into their environment, and are specifically designed for infiltration and assassination.

He sent the team to several key points on the outskirts of the capital, quietly waiting for the right opportunity.

Three days later, the scouts from the capital city instance indeed infiltrated through that "breach".

They had barely crossed the first trap zone when they were spotted from the shadows by the Bone Serpent Assault Team, and the entire team was then forced into a pre-set chain of traps.

In less than ten minutes, the entire scout team was wiped out.

Ironically, their final vision was synchronized back to the Imperial Council by the system, clearly showing how they were led step by step into the abyss.

The parliament hall fell into dead silence.

Someone whispered, "He's ready. He's not on defense; he's waiting for us."

Ron looked at the battle logs that had been transmitted back and said in a low voice, "Since they can't wait any longer, I'll give them a hand."

He raised his hand and tapped a coordinate on the map, which was the largest pass instance on the outskirts of the capital—"Iron Fortress".

"Target: Iron Fortress."

The Iron Fortress, nestled among the mountains north of the Imperial Capital, is the first pass in the Imperial Capital main city instance.

The walls of this instance are cast from a single piece of black iron, reaching a height of 100 meters, and are covered with an energy shield. Any force attempting to break through from the front will be dragged into a prolonged war of attrition.

Its reputation is renowned throughout the entire Empire instance world because it has never been breached.