Chapter 235: To Ambers Happiness (1/2)

And what happened next was too bloody and violent to put into words. It was horrendous to say the least!

Merely 10 minutes passed inside the dungeons but that alone felt like an eternity unto the poor Marvin. He was conscious all the way throughout the ordeal.

”Take us back.” Clark said after he had done his masterpiece for the night.

”Are you sure Player Clark Colter? Your opponent is still alive. Should you continue with your request then the result of this dungeon battle would be considered as a draw. You will not have any winnings nor get any kind of loot as a result.” The Dungeon Spirit reminded.

”I know.” Our bored gamer nodded in understanding. The prizes that he will get in this dungeon and even the rankings of fame and infamy was mere ashes in the wind in his eyes.

They mean nothing at all.

”Dungeon Battle Result: Draw!” The Dungeon Spirit announced and a few breaths later, Clark's surroundings changed once more.

He was back again inside the mansion of celebration in San Francisco City. Same as the last time, everyone looked at him in shock.

But more than before, there was fear and uncertainty in his spectators' eyes this time.

It was like they were looking not at a handsome naive man who did not have the strength to truss up a chicken but unto a devil personified in the cloak of a dashing don juan.

It was truly a surreal experience for everyone in the party.

”Take him away.” Clark was the one to break the stagnant air around them and...

”THUD!” A series of falling bodies echoed alongside his wishes. Both the private forces from the Victoria and Blake Family crumpled on the floor in disgrace.

But between them, there was one group that took the hit much worse.

”Young Master Marvin!” It was a woman's voice who shrieked in disbelief. This was of course none other than Marvin Blake's personal bodyguard.

The one who had briefly engaged with Karen some minutes prior. She could not believe how her young master had turned out to become this way.

Gone was the noble stance and the vigor of youth. What replaced Marvin's guise was a complete mess of a sad soul.

He had lost 2 ears, a tongue, a pair of eyes, and even his third leg was not spared. It was mercilessly cut out from the picture.

Even his balls were crushed in tonight's unforgettable occasion. After having gone through such lengths of torment, it was extremely astonishing to see that Marvin still had breath in him left.

This was of course because of his strengthened body with a 31 player level and how our bored gamer exercised what he learned in the eternal torture chamber.

Clark was absolutely very familiar with taking and inflicting horrible pain and punishment.

Marvin would most definitely survive this harrowing tribulation. With a capable healer, all of this physical damage would be regrown anew.

Even cancer was already very much curable with a handy healer in tow. Alas, the mental trauma that Marvin experienced in this evening was a whole nother matter entirely.

He would have to live through this psychological scar for the rest of his life.