Chapter 155: Pyramid Of Dominion! (8)
The dark, winding hallways of the second floor were eerily silent, broken only by the soft padding of boots against cold stone.
Creed, Lilith, and Tierra moved cautiously, every muscle tense, every sense on full alert.
At the very front of their little group was Emerald—the shadow girl they had battered into submission not too long ago.
Her real name suited her perfectly, considering her vibrant green eyes that still glowed faintly even under the dim lights.
She was walking ahead like a reluctant sacrifice, mumbling under her breath every few steps and glancing nervously over her shoulder to make sure Creed and the girls weren’t about to skewer her for fun.
Occasionally, she’d point down a hallway and mutter something useful, like, "Left here, unless you want to get chopped into meat cubes" or "Right here unless you enjoy spontaneous combustion."
Despite the absurdity of the situation—basically being guided through deadly hallways by a grumbling, salty ex-enemy—Creed couldn’t help but think seriously about everything he had learned.
He realized, with a grimace, that he had seriously underestimated the competition in this trial. Especially the so-called "Tier 1 geniuses."
After grilling Emerald earlier like a detective on steroids, Creed learned that there were actually many secret ways to enter the Pyramid of Dominion.
Some found secret rifts; others cracked hidden entrances buried in the desert. But the kicker?
The Pyramid automatically adjusted its difficulty based on the combat strength of the person entering. If someone strong came in, they’d face a brutal death course.