Chapter 207 – When Your Voice Can Destroy a Dungeon… and Kronn Does Worse While Sleeping (Again.)
The entire abyss tensed.
Even the walls seemed to whisper:
> "Wait… is she really going to sing?!"
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Seline raised Arcasonus, the golden light of the mic turning her face into a cosmic star.
Her hair rippled as if it was afraid too.
The shadow entity, already cracked from the Strike of Dissolution, stepped back.
— "No. No no no.
I know that look!
You're about to do something stupid!"
Seline smiled.
— "Correction: something spectacular."
She inhaled.
Then:
— "HARMONIA… SYMPHONY OF REALITY SHOCK!"
Her voice rang out.
A pure wave, sharp, vibrating with invisible colors, struck everything around.
The rocks trembled.
The shadows screamed.
Reality itself tried to switch to airplane mode.
The entity panicked:
— "NO NO NO, YOU'RE CRAZY, YOU—"
Too late.
A crystalline ray caught it.
It spun through the air like a rag wrung out too hard.
**CRACK. CRISHHH. POK.**
Each note from Seline made the air vibrate like a giant drum.
— "La-la-la-LAAAAA—"
With every "Laaa," the scenery shook so much that a stalagmite unscrewed itself and muttered:
> "I'm leaving, I didn't sign up for this."
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The entity was slammed against a wall.
Again.
Then a very tired voice:
**BAM.**
An elbow to the head.
From Kronn.
Still asleep.
— "…I was LITERALLY five seconds away from finishing," said Seline, exasperated.
— "Why do you ruin my cool moments?"
Kronn snored.
The snore shook the ground.
A stalactite flipped upside down as if trying to hide.
The entity, stuck to the wall like a badly placed poster, still managed to rise.
— "YOU ARE MONSTERS!" it shouted.
It pointed at Seline:
— "You! You want to dissolve me!"
Then at Kronn:
— "And HIM, he hits me while asleep! Who does that?! IT'S ILLEGAL!"
Seline rolled her eyes.
— "For the record, I drained you down to 2% battery. He's just… a bug."
— "A bug that can kill a continent!" screamed the entity.
Seline tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
— "Well… everyone has flaws."
The entity raised its hands.
— "STOP STOP! I SURRENDER!
I refuse to die in a chapter where your tank is in deep sleep mode!"
Silence.
Seline blinked.
— "You give up? Just like that?"
— "YES! I just want to leave!"
— "Ah. Sorry.
I want to sing."
— "NO—"
Too late.
**Piiing.**
A soft note.
The entity collapsed instantly, KO.
— "Perfect. A clean finish."
She turned.
Kronn was sleepwalking.
Each step = mini‑earthquake.
— "NO NO NO! Stop walking! The dungeon will—"
Too late.
Kronn lifted his foot.
The abyss screamed:
> "DON'T TOUCH THE GROUND! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'LL OPEN THE PASSAGE FOR YOU!"
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Silence…
Then the abyss changed tone:
— "…Actually no.
You're getting on my nerves.
TOOOO MUCH."
Dark mist seeped from the walls.
The portal began to contract.
Kronn snapped awake.
— "Oof… this doesn't feel good."
Seline stepped back.
— "This time… I think it wants to mutate."
The abyss contracted again, creaking like it had joint pain.
Seline frowned.
— "Wait… what is it TRYING to do?"
The mist gathered.
It condensed…
Again…
And again…
Until it formed a SILHOUETTE.
At first blurry.
Then precise.
Short black hair.
Suddenly lengthening, cascading like ebony.
An androgynous face, strangely beautiful, too perfect to be human.
Gray pupils, deep, as if holding secrets thousands of years old.
A slim, tall body.
A sleeveless black kimono, open at the chest.
Wide flowing pants, tied with ceremonial warrior cloth.
Shadow ribbons orbited around him like nervous satellites.
Seline whispered:
— "…Okay. He's stylish. I'll give him that."
The silhouette lifted its head.
Its hair lengthened further, floating as if underwater.
Then a smile appeared.
A smile of boredom.
Or disdain.
Or both.
— "I am the Dark Abyss.
Your nightmare, Premium level.
Hahahahahaha…"
Seline clapped her hands together.
— "Oh great. A dungeon that decides to be sexy. That was missing."
Kronn, still half‑asleep, stared at him with half‑open eyes.
— "…nice kimono."
The Dark Abyss blinked.
— "…YOU'RE NOT AFRAID EVEN HALF‑AWAKE?!"
Seline raised Arcasonus.
— "Alright… Chapter 208 then?"
Chapter 208 – When the Dark Abyss Takes Form… and Realizes It Underestimated a Sleepwalker and a Cosmic Diva
The Dark Abyss vanished…
Before reappearing and sending Kronn flying like a cannonball.
— **BWOUM!**
It grabbed Kronn's leg mid‑flight, spun him once like an Olympic hammer throw, then—
**BAM!**
Slammed him into the ground, creating an instant crater.
And just for style:
**CRACK!**
A wall of shadow materialized behind Kronn, and the tank crashed into it like a wall decoration.
The Dark Abyss grinned, predatory.
— "Hahahahaha! You are nothing before me.
I am LITERALLY everything."
Seline leapt, landing so hard a mini‑quake shook the zone.
She drew back her fist, sonic waves vibrating around it.
— "ARCASONIC IMPACT!"
Her fist shot forward like a musical meteor.
The Dark Abyss blocked it with one hand, effortlessly, then struck Seline in the stomach.
**BOOM!**
She flew, bounced off two rocks, spun involuntarily.
Kronn pulled his head out of the wall.
— "Oof.
I think I've hit my sleep quota.
Twenty hours a day is solid, though."
Seline landed beside him, braking with her hand on the ground.
Kronn frowned.
— "Don't tell me you're struggling."
Seline wiped the blood from her lip.
— "Absolutely not. Who do you take me for?"
She dodged a shadow spike rising from the ground without even looking.
— "But since he's literally the Dark Abyss…
He can warp reality at will and rewrite the rules.
So… it's annoying."
Kronn nodded.
— "Okay."
He vanished.
A moment later:
**SCHLANK!**
A sword materialized in his hand and struck the Dark Abyss.
The entity blocked, conjuring a black blade of compact shadow.
The clash cracked the zone.
— "Interesting," Kronn said, as if commenting on tea.
The structure vibrated in fear.
Seline raised Arcasonus.
Energy gathered.
The mic transformed into a sword, its blade made of condensed music, melodic runes spiraling around it.
— "Step aside, Kronn."
She attacked.
Dozens of Sonic Blades burst forth, slashing the space.
**CHAK—SHAK—TRING—TRANG—**
The Dark Abyss blocked them all, the air whistling around him.
Then he smiled.
— "Amusing."
Seline narrowed her eyes.
— "Oh?
Let's go, Kronn."
They charged.
They vanished.
Reappeared.
Each strike made the ground quake.
**BOOM — BAM — KRASH — WHOOM —**
Kronn unleashed an uppercut.
**PAF!**
The entity was knocked back.
Seline seized the moment.
**SLASH!**
She cut him in two.
Literally.
The entity stitched itself back together instantly.
— "Huh?!"
Seline smirked, turned her head.
— "I think you—"
**BIM!**
She barely blocked the counterstrike, but the force sent her flying.
Kronn reappeared.
— **BAM!**
The Dark Abyss blocked, but was driven into the ground by sheer brute force.
Seline began to sing.
A gentle melody.
Serene.
Beautiful.
Pure danger.
Reality shifted color.
Kronn felt his strength, speed, perception surge.
The entity felt the opposite.
— "Wait— what is this—"
Invisible waves struck him everywhere.
**PAF—PAF—PAF—PAF—**
He spat black blood.
For the first time.
Then he smiled.
— "Interesting."
Kronn appeared before him, grabbed his face.
— "Go back to sleep."
**KRAAAASH!**
He smashed him into the ground.
The entity screamed—but the scream warped.
Reality folded like crumpled paper.
The ground turned liquid then solid.
The walls flipped.
Time rewound 0.3 seconds before resuming.
The Dark Abyss had bent causality itself, creating a micro‑space to escape the hold.
He reappeared behind Kronn.
**STAB!**
A shadow blade pierced Kronn's back.
Kronn looked at the blade.
Then at the entity.
— "…Okay.
That tickles."
He punched.
**BOOM!**
Reality shattered like glass.
The entity flew, spat more black blood, and finally planted a massive shadow sword into the ground to stop himself.
He grinned.
— "You're pretty strong.
I admit it."
A massive sonic wave struck the back of his head.
**TOOOOONG!**
Seline smiled.
— "And you haven't seen anything yet."
The Dark Abyss turned slowly, eyes wide.
— "…She just hit me with a major C in the head."
Seline raised Arcasonus.
— "Chapter 209?"
Chapter 209 — "When the Dark Abyss Thinks It's a God… and Discovers There's Worse: Seline and Kronn Together"
The Dark Abyss stood still for a few seconds.
Just long enough for the vibration of the C major note in his skull to spread up to the ceiling.
Then he slowly raised his eyes toward Seline.
— "... You hit me. With a note.
ONE. NOTE."
Seline tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
— "I gave you the honor of a clean floor."
— "It was a C."
— "Yes, but for you, I improvise."
Kronn, cracking his neck as he watched the scene, muttered:
— "Personally I just heard BOOOOM."
The Dark Abyss trembled with rage.
Literally.
The Abyss switched to "I'm not joking anymore" mode.
The ground cracked.
The walls turned liquid.
Then solid.
Then… translucent?
The entire zone began to contract like a giant lung.
— "Oh no…" whispered Seline.
— "He's changing phase."
Kronn tilted his head.
— "Phase?"
— "Yes. He's going from 'funny evil boss' to 'I kill you because I've lost my sense of humor.'"
The Abyss burst out in a deep laugh.
— "I am the Abyss.
I am the Rift.
I am the Shadow that swallows all…
And you DARED to ridicule me."
Kronn raised an eyebrow.
— "Dude, I was literally asleep.
She's the one who ridiculed you."
Seline lifted her hand.
— "Correct. I claim it."
The Abyss pointed a finger at her.
— "I will silence you.
Permanently."
Seline inhaled.
— "Ah, the classic 'I will silence you.'
Eight dungeons have tried that line.
None have succeeded yet."
The Abyss raised his arms.
The air grew heavy.
Pure darkness gathered above him, swirling, compressed into a sphere of total nothingness.
— "This is my essence.
My true nature.
The first rift.
The heart of the abyss.
The primordial destruc—"
Kronn:
— "You talk too much."
He vanished.
Reappeared above the sphere.
And struck.
BOOM.
The sphere burst like a cursed soap bubble.
The Abyss stood dumbfounded.
— "... But…
But do you know what that was?!"
Kronn shrugged.
— "A balloon?"
Seline clapped softly.
— "Well done, Kronn.
Perfect timing.
Very educational."
The Abyss exploded inwardly.
— "I WILL KILL YOU!"
Three shadow spears shot from the ground toward Seline.
She turned slightly.
Just enough.
The spears shattered against an invisible sonic barrier.
— "Seriously?
You attack me with that?
I'm Seline.
I defend myself by vocalizing, brother."
She raised Arcasonus.
— "HARMONIA: Supreme Cadence."
A rain of musical patterns appeared in the air, swirling around her.
Golden, vibrating notes.
Kronn folded his arms.
— "What's that?"
— "A buff.
For you."
Kronn glowed faintly.
Then more.
Then a lot.
Then too much.
— "... I think I'm overheating."
— "That's the idea."
Seline released everything.
The air exploded into a harmonic storm that poured onto Kronn.
The Abyss felt space distort around the tank.
— "Wait…
Why is his silhouette…
Becoming blurry?"
Kronn advanced.
Each step fractured the ground.
— "Because now…
He's tuned."
Seline smiled.
— "Kronn…
Show him why you should never be woken up."
Kronn vanished.
A sound shattered the air.
P O U M
The Abyss was hurled into the sky.
Then Kronn reappeared above.
B A M
He slammed him back to the ground.
Then a flurry of blows followed, too fast to be seen.
Space trembled.
Reality rippled.
The Abyss screamed:
— "STOP! I HAVEN'T STARTED MY PHASE 2 YET!"
Kronn grabbed the Abyss by the head.
— "And I'm still sleepy."
KRAAAAAAASH!
The Abyss crashed, pulverizing an entire rocky plateau.
Seline raised Arcasonus, ready.
— "Kronn, step aside.
I'll finish."
She inhaled deeply.
The Abyss screamed:
— "NO!
NOT ANOTHER—"
Seline:
— "HARMONIA: Final Crest."
A sonic line, thin as a sheet of light, sliced through the air…
And everything stopped.
The Abyss froze.
Then split in two.
Then…
BOOM.
He exploded into a rain of dissipated shadow.
Silence.
Kronn sighed.
— "That was intense.
I'm going to sleep."
Seline put her hands on her hips.
— "No.
YOU STAY AWAKE.
At least thirty minutes.
Out of respect."
Kronn:
— "... That's hard."
Chapter 210 – "When Even the Dungeon Understands It Must Respect Seline"
Seline sighed, brushed off her torn outfit, and declared, utterly blasé:
— "I think this time… it's over."
Kronn stretched as if waking from an interrupted nap:
— "I need a really good nap."
— "And I need a boiling bath," replied Seline. "Come on, let's go, I—"
She didn't have time to finish.
Because, of course, the dungeon refused to let her live her life.
A terrifying aura surged.
Cold. Heavy. Oppressive.
The ground groaned, the air vibrated, and even the light hesitated to stay lit.
Even Kronn raised an eyebrow.
Which, for him, meant:
"This is going to be annoying."
The entity had reformed.
Again.
As if saying: "Okay okay, last time was a bug… but now I'm serious."
It grabbed Seline by the face and slammed her into the ground like stamping an official document.
Then it dragged her for hundreds of meters, grabbed her by the ankle, smashed her, and hurled her like an Olympic hammer throw.
Kronn shot forward like an arrow and kicked it, shaking the entire portal…
But the entity blocked with ONE arm, then sent Kronn back.
Not far.
Just enough for him to say:
— "Hm. Annoying."
Seline emerged from the rubble, face bloody, hair a mess.
Expression neutral.
She wiped her cheek.
— "You've pissed me off."
Arcasonus became a slender sword, shining, almost immaterial.
Seline charged.
Blows rained down, fast, precise, lethal.
The entity blocked them all — but it retreated, centimeter by centimeter, as if regretting being born.
Then Seline pivoted, blade forward, and struck.
A perfect blow.
The entity blocked again.
— "Very well… then listen to me sing."
She inhaled deeply.
**Canticle of the Great Silence**
Her voice spread in a silent yet terrifying wave.
The entity's power dissipated instantly, as if the world had just cut its microphone.
Kronn rushed in and sliced the entity into pieces before it realized it was already dead.
Seline landed calmly.
— "That one was really starting to tire me. Always coming back…"
— "Honestly, I'm exhausted just watching him," yawned Kronn.
Seline lifted her eyes toward the unstable portal at the back of the chamber.
— "Well… it's time."
She took Arcasonus.
Turned it into a microphone.
Because of course.
Kronn looked at her, already half-asleep.
— "That's going to destroy the portal, I assume?"
— "Yes. And you, I think you won't be resting yet.
The concert is about to begin."
Kronn opened one eye:
— "…I demand a refund for my life."
**The Invocation of the Divine Concert**
Around Seline, silhouettes of energy appeared.
All created by Harmonia.
All ready to play.
A guitarist with hair made of luminous smoke.
A drummer with four arms of energy.
A pianist whose fingers sparked with every note.
A violinist floating in the air, bow formed of pure aura.
Two ethereal choristers, synchronized like a mirror.
And a spectral DJ with a headset impossible to remove (even he didn't know how he got it).
The whole band climbed onto a gigantic platform…
A concert truck, entirely conjured by Seline.
Spotlights, speakers, aura generators, everything.
Kronn climbed onto the back of the truck, lay down, and said:
— "Wake me if the world explodes."
— "Sure," replied Seline. "Or not."
The truck rolled forward slowly, like in an overly stylish music video.
The band took their places.
Seline inhaled.
Then sang a gentle… yet destructive melody.
Each note cracked the portal further.
Vibrations coursed through the dungeon, walls trembling like leaves.
The truck rolled.
The songs filled the space.
The portal collapsed.
Kronn, eyes closed, commented:
— "Effective. Loud. But effective."
When they reached the exit, Seline leapt from the truck, made a theatrical gesture, and finished:
**Canticle of Silent Nothingness**
A black‑and‑white wave spread, and the portal crumbled like a soggy house of cards.
She saluted the band.
— "Thank you for your service."
The band vanished, the truck too.
Kronn rose with difficulty.
— "Heading home?"
— "Not yet."
A Yin‑Yang symbol appeared on her forehead.
She sat in meditation.
The air around her distorted.
Dark and light energy swirled around her.
— "I must absorb the Yin and Yang present here.
Otherwise someone will try to reopen this portal."
Kronn crouched, utterly blasé.
— "Well… guess I'll sleep standing then."
— "You already do that all the time."
— "Yeah, but now it's official."