Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins

In the sky, each deity stood tall, their muscles rippling with power.

They swung their divine artifacts with ease, bringing forth a surge of terrifying energy.

Every move they made had the potential to annihilate worlds.

The entire realm trembled on the brink of collapse.

The ground of the battlefield quaked and crumbled, rocks shattered, and the land rolled in turmoil, transforming the battleground into a chaotic heap of rubble.

Temples fell into ruin, buildings collapsed, and dust and smoke filled the air.

Lava burst forth from the ground, waves cascaded from the sky, and fragmented stones floated aimlessly in the air.

Endless shockwaves of energy swept across, obliterating everything in their path.

Deafening roars echoed through the skies, as lightning tore through the darkness and thunder exploded in the air.

The deities’ battle grew more fierce, their released energy akin to a descending catastrophe, shrouding the entire battlefield under a shadow of destruction.

Blazing flames clashed with furious whirlwinds, forming towering fire tornadoes; the ground cracked open, volcanoes erupted, and lava flowed like rivers; gigantic waves rose like mountains, devouring everything in their path…

Finally, a deity fell, spilling vast amounts of golden blood, shimmering with holy light.

Another was severed in half at the waist, its upper and lower body buried by the earth.

Countless deities were beheaded, bringing a shade of crimson to the scenes playing out in the sky.

Fernard’s mouth hung open, his lips trembling slightly: “Even deities can fall… What on earth happened in that era?”

The battlefield’s destruction was unstoppable. 

The cracks in the ground grew wider and wider, as boundless darkness surged upwards.

The figures of the deities flickered in and out of visibility within the dark, their energy constantly depleting, yet their passion for battle undiminished.

The battlefield transformed into a chaotic abyss, everything resembling a scene from the apocalypse.

Finally, with a thunderous roar, the entire battlefield completely collapsed, turning into a field of ruins.

The figures of the deities that had struggled to survive under the onslaught of war vanished, leaving behind a battlefield soaked in blood and marred by devastation.

The combat of countless deities brought destruction and chaos, leaving Fernard utterly speechless.

However, in the next second, saliva flowed from Fernard’s mouth.

On the battlefield, what remained was not just the ruins caused by the deities’ immense power.

There were also countless corpses of deities, divine artifacts engraved with divine patterns, and even various Powers of Rules wandering around the battlefield…

Fernard wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his eyes ablaze with greed: “If I could enter there and bring out even a rotten divine artifact, it would be a tremendous gain. And if I could bring back a piece of a deity’s corpse…”

Fernard could hardly believe the immense opportunities hidden within.

At this moment, the stone wall seemed to have completed its task, drawing all the lingering afterimages back into its stony embrace.

On the surface of the stone wall, a mysterious vortex appeared, resembling a portal.

Fernard reached his hand into the portal, and as expected, his hand easily passed through the stone wall.

“Indeed, this secret realm was opened just for me.” Fernard’s face lit up with ecstatic joy.

The warrior had by now recovered from the afterimages in the sky, and charged toward Fernard in pursuit, shouting, “Scoundrel, give me back my jade pendant!”

Fernard turned to look at the warrior, his face contorted in rage, spat out a response:

“Go to hell, come in if you have the guts.”

With that, Fernard did not look back as he dove into the portal.

The warrior, seeing Fernard disappear into the portal, hesitated only for a moment before stepping toward the portal himself.

But as soon as he entered, the stone wall spat out a mist of blood, like a giant shark feasting on a live creature.

Whether the warrior successfully entered the secret realm, nobody knew.

…

Ethan strolled along the road, deliberately slowing his pace.

Daphne had never been to the human world, so he needed to take the time to explain to her the things she needed to be aware of in this new environment.

So, as they walked, Ethan began to elucidate.

Daphne was thoroughly enjoying this experience, finding it very pleasant.

Suddenly, the voice of the system intruded upon Ethan’s thoughts:

“The Deityforsaken Land has now opened. Please ensure you arrive within three days. The location has been marked.”

[Deityforsaken Land: An ancient battlefield of the deities. Location: Malibu Point.]

Ethan halted in his tracks, pulling out an atlas and searching for Malibu Point.

A hint of bewilderment in her voice, Daphne asked softly, “Did we take a wrong turn?”

Ethan’s finger traced paths across the map, his eyes scanning for Malibu Point as he spoke:

“We haven’t taken a wrong turn, but it seems we might need to change our destination.”

Daphne’s confusion deepened as she glanced at Ethan’s map.

Finding Malibu Point, Ethan frowned slightly.

He had never been to Malibu Point before, but according to the map, it would take two full days to get there even if they hurried.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ethan made up his mind without further ado: “Daphne, come with me to the Deityforsaken Land.”

Daphne had grown accustomed to being by Ethan’s side, plus Ethan was the person Phito had pointed out to her.

With a blossoming smile, she responded sweetly, “Wherever you go, I go.”

“Alright, to the Deityforsaken Land we go.”

…

In the snowy mountains and icy plains, a mysterious glow emanated from a cave, which was shrouded in darkness. Any beam of light that entered was instantly devoured by the void within.

This place was none other than the inheritance site of the Lord of Shadow.

Seated cross-legged upon a stone inside, a woman was engulfed in darkness, not because the cave was devoid of light, but because she had the power to consume it.

She seemed to be the nemesis of light, a sovereign of shadows.

An old man, leaning on his cane, shuffled towards the woman, calling softly, “Sherry–“

Sherry opened her eyes, which were pitch black before gradually returning to normal.

She had been receiving the inheritance of the Lord of Shadow for many days now, gradually adapting to and mastering the Power of Shadow.

“Elder, is something the matter?” Sherry asked, puzzled.

The elder, with a face as wrinkled as a chrysanthemum, smiled and said, “The Deityforsaken Land has opened. It’s time for your intensive training to come to an end.”

“Deityforsaken Land?” Sherry questioned in confusion.

The elder’s eyes deepened, and a thirst for something unattainable filled his gaze as he explained, “The Deityforsaken Land is a place for becoming a deity, a dream destination for everyone. It is only there that you can take a step further.”

Sherry frowned, “Becoming a deity? I haven’t thought that far ahead.”

The elder’s gaze became grave as he took a few slow steps forward, speaking earnestly, “Sherry, you have now integrated with the Shadow Bloodline. The inheritance of the Lord of Shadow requires you to carry it forward and rebuild the divinity of the Shadow race.”

However, Sherry’s thoughts were with Ethan. Her heart stirred, and she asked casually, “So, anyone who wishes to become a deity goes to the Deityforsaken Land?”

The elder nodded in affirmation.

A glint appeared in Sherry’s eyes as she murmured to herself, “Ethan, will you go to the Deityforsaken Land? You should, you won’t give up such an opportunity.”

With that thought, she made up her mind and declared aloud, “Alright, I will go to the Deityforsaken Land. I will bring glory to the Power of Shadow and let it shine upon this world once again.”

…

In the royal chambers of the Azure Empire, Lana Mokos sat upright on her throne, attentive as she listened to the reports from her subordinates.

“The Deityforsaken Land has actually opened?” A gleam flashed in Lana’s eyes as her lips slightly parted in awe.

Rising from her seat, her gaze pierced through the distance. 

Unlike others, Lana was a member of the royal family of the Azure Empire, privy to information far beyond the common folk.

Every emergence of the Deityforsaken Land caused ripples of shock and excitement throughout the world, drawing countless powerful beings to its mysterious expanse. 

However, the occurrences of the Deityforsaken Land were sporadic and unpredictable.

The last recorded appearance of the Deityforsaken Land in the Azure Empire dated back three hundred years. 

At that turbulent time, a prodigious talent emerged, entering and remarkably, returning from the Deityforsaken Land. 

Following this ordeal, his realm surged forward, reaching the heights of a Demi-god, eventually becoming the guardian deity of the Azure Empire.

The vast expanse of territory that the Azure Empire boasted today owed much to that Demi-god. 

Although he brought back scant information, every word he spoke painted a tantalizing picture of the Deityforsaken Land.

“A mysterious realm where risk and opportunity coexist,” “Lands strewn with fragments of divine artifacts,” “The Deityforsaken Land is worth risking everything for,” “…”

Now that the Deityforsaken Land had opened once again, rich in opportunities and holding the potential for ascending to deityhood, Lana couldn’t let this chance slip through her fingers.

With a wave of her hand and a commanding voice, she decreed, “Prepare at once, we are heading to the Deityforsaken Land.”

…

Scenes of this nature unfolded across various regions of the continent.

Whether it was the prodigies from secluded villages, the reclusive and esteemed magus families, or even the mighty empires themselves, all sent their elites, eager to venture into the Deityforsaken Land.

They all sought something within the Deityforsaken Land, or as it might be aptly called, the land of ascension to deityhood.

Anyone with ambition in their hearts would find themselves drawn to the Deityforsaken Land.

This resulted in a sea of people at Malibu Point. 

Ethan, observing the forest now flooded with heads, let out a soft sigh:”The Deityforsaken Land seems somewhat cheapened now.”