Dungeon Corpse Stacker: I Absorb Everything to Become Ominous Monarch

CRACK CRACK SHATTER!

With a single, effortless twist of Renan’s dark gloved wrist, the ancient, three hundred thousand year old Ancient Leviathan Core was violently torn from Commander Abyssal’s exposed chest cavity in a blinding shower of crimson sparks and ruptured mana conduits!

BO BO BOOOOM!

The ten foot Synthetic Sovereign Entity let out a horrific, glitched, and distorted mechanical scream as its internal power distribution grid instantly collapsed into violent spatial feedback. Without its central core to stabilize the unnatural mana structure, its iridescent dragon scale armor turned pale gray, brittle, and lifeless, violently exploding into tens of thousands of sharp metallic fragments that rained down onto the ruined arena floor below like lethal shrapnel.

Simultaneously, the hive mind uplink connection feeding raw operational energy to the two hundred Synthetic Relic Soldiers severed instantly. The massive, intimidating phalanx of constructs froze mid stride across the four hundred meter bay, their glowing red eye visors dimming and turning completely pitch black as their artificial nervous systems and synthetic muscle fibers seized up into lifeless statues.

Renan hovered thirty feet in mid air, holding the football sized, violently pulsating crimson and gold Ancient Leviathan Core in his palm. Thick, midnight black Monarch miasma erupted continuously from his gauntlet, wrapping around the ancient relic core like a nest of hungry, carnivorous serpents.

[Absolute Extraction System Log]

Target: Ancient Leviathan Core (Class EX Relic Power Cell)

Extracting Ancient Abyssal Mana & Spatial Energy...

Stat Gain: +3,600 Physical Stats | +5,200 Mana Capacity

[New Permanent Physical Stat Total: 64,000 Points!]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

An explosive, sun bright kinetic shockwave of pure, golden Monarch energy erupted outward from Renan’s physical frame, tearing through the remaining metallic ceiling beams and support arches of Project Tartarus! The golden runes etched deep across his skin flared with an absolute, godlike radiance, burning visibly through his dark Monarch coat as his newly amplified 64,000 physical stat points stabilized inside his core. The atmospheric pressure within the three mile abyssal chamber plummeted instantly into an absolute gravitational vacuum, crushing the surrounding debris into fine metal dust.

Renan descended slowly, landing lightly upon the ruined metallic floorboards, his glowing golden eyes sweeping over the two hundred paralyzed, completely inert Synthetic Relic Soldiers standing silently before him.

[Skill Activated: ’Mass Shadow Extraction Relic Vanguard’]

”Arise,” Renan commanded softly, his layered, double toned voice vibrating through the reinforced steel floor and echoing deep into the ocean bedrock.

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!

The shadows beneath the two hundred inert synthetic constructs expanded rapidly into vast, midnight black pools of liquid miasma. Pitch black spectral tendrils erupted from the floorboards, wrapping aggressively around the adamantine armor and synthetic frames of the frozen constructs. One by one, dark phantom flames ignited inside their empty chest cavities, replacing the destroyed synthetic cores with absolute, unyielding Monarch shadow energy!

The two hundred constructs rose in perfect unison, their massive physical bodies now clad in dark, phantom titanium plate armor, their glowing visors burning brightly with brilliant golden violet Monarch light!

[System Alert: New Shadow Unit Acquired!]

[200x Shadow Relic Knights (SS Rank Equivalent Construction)]

Current Shadow Army Total: 24,300 Units!

High above on the ruined, glass shattered balcony, the Garrison Commander cowered behind his wrecked control console, bleeding profusely from his forehead, his body trembling in absolute, paralyzed terror as he watched the Sovereign casually transform Geneva’s ultimate synthetic weapon system into his own fiercely loyal shadow garrison.

SWOOSH!

Without warning, Shadow Commander Rebecca materialized directly beside the trembling Commander, her poison infused void dagger pressed lightly and lethally against his sweat stained throat.

”My Monarch,” Rebecca reported down to the arena floor, her voice cold, smooth, and laced with absolute darkness. ”The facility’s Garrison Commander has been fully secured. The central mainframe data drives containing all blue prints, human experimentation logs, and secret international communication channels with the Geneva Council are fully extracted.”

Renan walked slowly toward the primary reactor column located at the absolute center of the facility. The central reactor overclocked far past its critical safety thresholds was humming violently, its core temperature surging past fifty thousand degrees Celsius, causing the surrounding air to shimmer with intense plasma heat.

”Commander James,” Renan ordered, without bothering to look up at the elevated balcony.

”At your absolute command, My Sovereign,” Shadow Commander James replied smoothly, stepping out from a nearby shadow pool, his dark spectral scepter glowing with high speed administrative data streams.

”Copy every single byte of encrypted data from their central servers directly to the Ominous Sovereign Terminal in Sector 1,” Renan commanded, his double toned voice chilling the humid air. ”Then, override their coolant valves and set their reactor to immediate, total core detonation. We leave nothing usable of this place for Geneva.”

”It shall be executed in precisely three minutes, My Sovereign,” James bowed deeply, waving his spectral scepter as streams of black operational code poured from the facility’s mainframe directly into his terminal link.

Renan turned his glowing golden eyes toward the cowering Garrison Commander standing on the ruined balcony.

”Tell your masters in Geneva,” Renan said softly, his voice echoing with terrifying clarity through the falling titanium debris and blaring sirens, ”that their secret ocean cage has officially become their soldiers’ graveyard. The next facility I burn... will be their Council chamber in Switzerland.”

”Extract his soul, Rebecca,” Renan added with cold, absolute indifference.

Rebecca’s void dagger flashed in a clean, lethal arc. The Garrison Commander dropped heavily to the floor, his soul instantly pulled down into the swirling shadow pool beneath his boots.

Two minutes later, Renan, his Rank EX Commanders, and his expanded twenty four thousand three hundred unit Shadow Legion boarded the colossal frame of the Shadow Dragon Leviathan.

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!

The Shadow Dragon Leviathan unleashed a deafening, ocean shaking roar, sweeping its five hundred meter wings as it burst violently upward through the shattered ceiling of Project Tartarus, slicing cleanly through six thousand meters of abyssal ocean water toward the stormy surface!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Behind them, six thousand meters beneath the sea floor, the central nuclear mana reactor of Project Tartarus detonated in a brilliant, underwater supernova of white hot plasma! The massive titanium dome, the research labs, the cloning vats, and the incubation bays collapsed violently in on themselves, completely erasing Geneva’s multi billion dollar secret facility from the Pacific ocean trench forever.