Living as a Demon Lord in the Dungeon

At the gates of the dungeon, the minotaurs were gathered together, excitedly discussing their impending victory.

In their view, the outcome of this bet was completely predictable.

"After we win, let our Great Chieftain become the lord of this dungeon, and we'll all join the guard force for a bit!"

"Yes, yes, why don't we just move our tribe to the city? It would be so much more comfortable!"

"Are you crazy? If the tax collectors come and we can't pay our taxes, the city lord will be executed!"

"Hey, let's hand over the city lord's position to that unlucky guy when the time comes, hahaha..."

Just as the Tauren felt victory was assured, the Tauren Chieftain gazed with a complex expression toward the direction of the city's main hall.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling from the very beginning, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Look, they're here!"

The minotaurs all looked up and saw Sean leading Minos and a few scattered ratmen, striding confidently toward them.

The chieftain narrowed his eyes, for he saw a confident smile on his younger brother's face, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes. His every move exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression!

The other tauren didn't feel anything, but the chieftain felt a sense of vigilance stemming from his animalistic instincts.

"Great Chieftain, I've kept you waiting. I think we can begin now."

Sean gestured with his eyes to the Minotaur Guard Captain: "Go, Minos. Go easy on him, after all, he's your brother."

"Yes, sir. I will be careful."

Their conversation immediately drew boos and jeers from the other minotaurs.

"Are they even considering going easy on them?"

"I didn't expect Minos to have such a talent for comedy, hahaha..."

Only the Great Chieftain remained serious, adopting a fighting stance. Upon seeing this, both sides retreated, clearing the battlefield.

The minotaurs gathered together and began rhythmically stomping their feet and pounding their chests.

"Roar! Ha! Roar! Ha..."

Amidst the roar that sounded like war drums, the Tauren Chieftain and Minos suddenly charged at each other.

Bang!

The deafening explosion echoed through the dungeon. In this pure clash of power, the Great Chieftain was forced to take several steps back before he could barely regain his footing.

The minotaurs, who had been brimming with fighting spirit just moments before, were suddenly stunned into silence. Their imposing battle roars vanished instantly, as if someone had grabbed them by the throat.

What's going on? The Great Chief didn't win? How is that possible?!

As the minotaurs fell into a deathly silence, the ratmen of the guard cheered and jumped for joy.

Only Sean remained calm, because he had already expected this outcome.

"Bull Demon Mighty Fist" is a body-forging technique that uses martial arts to cultivate demonic powers. As the name suggests, practicing it will greatly enhance strength and physical resilience.

Although Minos had only just entered the Qi Refining Realm, his enhanced power had already firmly surpassed that of the Great Chieftain, who was made of mortal flesh.

That's why Minos listened to his advice and deliberately held back a bit of his strength; otherwise, the opponent would have already flown away.

The chieftain was clearly not convinced, and he roared and charged forward again to fight him in close combat.

However, Minos was not afraid at all and rushed forward to engage in a fierce battle with the enemy.

The battle between the two sides seemed extremely intense, but it was soon discovered that Minos was almost completely dominating the Great Chieftain.

The minotaurs clutched their heads, staring incredulously at the two sides locked in combat!

His own tribal chief, a high-ranking chieftain, was utterly defeated by the elite-level Minos.

How is that possible?

Moreover, Minos's movements are fluid and powerful yet beautiful, making it feel less like a battle and more like a wondrous and mysterious war dance!

The chieftain was enraged. He forcefully shoved Minos aside, raised his right foot high, and then brought it down sharply.

"Combat Technique: War Stomp!"

A powerful force shattered the ground and surged towards Minos like a torrent.

Seeing this, Sean snorted coldly and said, "Minos, use the Bull Demon Earthshaker!"

"roar!"

Minos's demonic energy surged, and he took a step forward, unleashing an even more powerful force that surged outwards like a raging tide from his center.

The Great Chieftain's War Stomp was instantly shattered by the force, and he himself was forced to retreat, unable to even stand. The group of Tauren in the distance were also directly blasted away.

As the force struck, the guards' ratmen screamed in terror. But Sean, with his arms crossed over his chest and a gentle push from his toes, used the same Bull Demon Earthshaking technique to directly neutralize the shockwave.

After the dust settled, it remained completely still.

"This...how is this possible?"

The Minotaur Chieftain stared at his younger brother in disbelief, a look that was both familiar and strange.

He took a deep breath, placed his hands on the ground, exhaled white hot air from his mouth and nose, and then suddenly charged towards Minos.

"Combat Technique! Savage Charge!"

Sean narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Minos, Minotaur, use your horns!"

Minos quickly channeled his demonic energy, neither dodging nor evading, and stepped forward, striking the Minotaur chieftain's horns with both elbows.

boom!

Although Minos took a step back this time, the Minotaur Chieftain was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but felt dizzy and fell back to the ground with a thud.

"Chief!"

The minotaurs were terrified and rushed forward, shaking their chieftain incessantly.

"Don't shake him, won't shaking him make it worse?"

Sean stepped forward, squatted down, and placed his hand on the Minotaur Chieftain's head, as if to examine him.

[Ding! The current target has been detected to have excellent physical attributes and the best cultivation technique, "Bull Demon Mighty Fist", has been automatically matched.]

Is the skill being passed on?

Indeed, he has exceptional natural talent... We've really struck gold!

"Don't worry, just let him lie down and rest for a while."

Minotaur are known for their thick skin and tenacious vitality, and the Great Chieftain is a powerful leader. Moreover, Minos didn't even try to kill them.

Sure enough, the Tauren Chieftain soon regained consciousness. He struggled to get up again, still feeling dizzy, but with the help of others, he finally stood up.

"Great Chieftain, how is it?"

Sean grinned at the High Chieftain and the other Tauren: "Are you convinced or not?"

"...Yes, I lost."

"Then please keep your promise!"

"Wait a moment!"

The chieftain pushed aside the minotaur who was helping him and staggered to Sean's side.

"Before that, I want to ask you, Lord City Lord... what exactly did you do to my brother?"

Sean laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Don't worry, your brother has simply received the blessing of the God of All Laws!"

"All laws... Demon God?"

The Minotaur Chieftain frowned deeply: "Since you have such a powerful demon god protecting you, why has the dungeon fallen into such a state?"

"Good question!"

Sean spread his hands, feigning fervor, and began to speak.

"The gods of the highest heavens favor geniuses with exceptional talent! But the Demon God of All Laws appreciates even more the unwavering loyalty that endures countless hardships!"

The suffering the dungeon had endured was merely a trial and test bestowed by the great Demon God of All Laws!

Now, all the suffering has ended.

We will be blessed by the gods and recreate the glory of all laws!

Before long, our Wanfa City will stand high in the sky!

Great Chieftain, it is a great blessing for you to join our City of Ten Thousand Laws and become a follower of the God of Ten Thousand Laws.

I'm only giving you this opportunity because of Minos's golden loyalty.

Do you understand?

The Tauren chieftain glanced at his brother, then looked at Sean.

"Then, Lord City Lord, what should we do?"

"All you need to do is offer your loyalty."

Upon hearing this, the chieftain immediately knelt down slowly, humbly lowering his proud head. Seeing this, the other minotaurs also knelt behind him.

"Very good. Send a few people back to the tribe and move the tribe directly into the underground city."

Sean asked with a smile, "By the way, how many people are in your tribe in total?"

The chief thought for a moment: "Including the elderly and children, there are 143 people."

Sean was overjoyed; he was about to strike it rich.

"Very good. After the relocation is completed, gather all your clansmen in the square in front of the city lord's hall."

I will preside over your faith ceremony!

"Yes, Lord City Lord!"