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Chapter 699: The Situation [2] · Oct 05, 2026

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651 Chapter 651: Elves 2026-10-05
652 Chapter 652: Scholar Spartan 2026-10-05
653 Chapter 653: Twin Earrings 2026-10-05
654 Chapter 654: Interesting Villa 2026-10-05
655 Chapter 655: Princess 2026-10-05
656 Chapter 656: Welcome To Thornvale 2026-10-05
657 Chapter 657: Innocent Princess 2026-10-05
658 Chapter 658: Director 2026-10-05
659 Chapter 659: Special Items 2026-10-05
660 Chapter 660: Negotiation 2026-10-05
661 Chapter 661: Purpose (Edited) 2026-10-05
662 Chapter 662: Exchange Concluded (Edited) 2026-10-05
663 Chapter 663: Top Three 2026-10-05
664 Chapter 664: Spatial Stones 2026-10-05
665 Chapter 665: Evolving [1] 2026-10-05
666 Chapter 666: Dimensional Shroud 2026-10-05
667 Chapter 667: Void 2026-10-05
668 Chapter 668: Void [2] 2026-10-05
669 Chapter 669: Preparation {Edited! Refresh to clear Duplicate!} 2026-10-05
670 Chapter 670: Luck? 2026-10-05
671 Chapter 671: Hell’s Gate 2026-10-05
672 Chapter 672: Demons 2026-10-05
673 Chapter 673: First Floor 2026-10-05
674 Chapter 674: Strange [Edited!] 2026-10-05
675 Chapter 675: Arrival 2026-10-05
676 Chapter 676: Settlement 2026-10-05
677 Chapter 677: Map (Edited!) 2026-10-05
678 Chapter 678: Banquet [1] 2026-10-05
679 Chapter 679: Banquet [2] 2026-10-05
680 Chapter 680: Banquet [3] 2026-10-05
681 Chapter 681: Banquet [4] 2026-10-05
682 Chapter 682: Royal Family [1] 2026-10-05
683 Chapter 683: Royal Family [2] 2026-10-05
684 Chapter 684: Boasting 2026-10-05
685 Chapter 685: Ninth Prince (Refresh - To Clear Error!) 2026-10-05
686 Chapter 686: Allocation Method 2026-10-05
687 Chapter 687: Troublesome Nobles [1] 2026-10-05
688 Chapter 688: Troublesome Nobles [2] 2026-10-05
689 Chapter 689: You Dare to Disrespect Me?! [1] 2026-10-05
690 Chapter 690: You Dare To Disrespect Me? [2] 2026-10-05
691 Chapter 691: You 2026-10-05
692 Chapter 692: you 2026-10-05
693 Chapter 693: Guardians [1] 2026-10-05
694 Chapter 694: Guardians [2] 2026-10-05
695 Chapter 695: Second Floor Of Hell 2026-10-05
696 Chapter 696: Starborn 2026-10-05
697 Chapter 697: Troublesome Demon? 2026-10-05
698 Chapter 698: The Situation [1] 2026-10-05
699 Chapter 699: The Situation [2] 2026-10-05
700 Chapter 700: The Situation [3] [Edited!!!] 2026-10-05

Chapter 699: The Situation [2]

The soldier’s thoughts shifted.

A young man of unknown background.

Strong.

Completely unshaken by danger.

And guarded by a Rank 3 who behaved like a personal protector.

The conclusion formed instantly in his mind.

He is from a high family... an important one.

After all, only noble or elite families assigned personal guardians to their heirs.

Of course, he had no idea Spartan was undead.

He could not have known immediately. It would take a good amount of observation.

Rank 3 advancement changed undead physiology drastically. Their aura became closer to undead races like vampires.

The man could sense Spartan was powerful and had a strange aura, but not an inhuman one.

Michael did not let the silence drag.

”If they did not come through the Federation gates,” he said at once, ”then it can only mean one thing.”

The soldier’s eyes narrowed. ”What?”

”They have their own gates,” Michael replied quietly. ”The demonic supernaturals opened their own way into Hell.”

For a heartbeat, nothing moved.

Then the soldier’s face twisted with hate.

His fist slammed into the ground again.

Boom.

The strike was harsher than before. The red sand blasted outward in a ring. Cracks tore across the hardened earth, racing in all directions.

The Starborn jerked back on instinct, armor tightening around their body. The faint light along their plating brightened as defensive patterns formed.

They kept their distance now.

Very firmly.

Yet at the same time, a strange relief flickered in their molten silver eyes.

So the first floor is chaos now...

Good thing I did not go down there...

Michael watched the spreading cracks under his boots and did not move.

His expression remained calm, but his thoughts were not.

If demonic supernaturals had their own gates into Hell, this was no longer only Aurora’s problem.

It affected every race that used these floors to train.

He exhaled slowly.

Why the first floor, though?

If they only wanted destruction, there were simpler paths.

So why start from there?

The same thought formed in another mind at the same time.

Michael and the soldier turned to each other together.

They spoke almost in unison.

”The demonic supernaturals only have a gate to the first floor,” Michael said.

”If they had gates to the other floors or to Aurora itself,” the soldier added, ”they would have already unleashed demons directly on our realm.”

Michael finished the line of thought calmly.

”They would not need to stage a large scale attack on the first floor and declare war on the Federation as a whole.”

The soldier’s jaw tensed, but his eyes grew clearer.

”So this is both their limit,” he said slowly, ”and their opening move.”

Michael’s gaze drifted toward the distant horizon of red sand and crimson sky.

He did not speak at first.

The soldier pushed himself to his feet, dust sliding off his scorched armor as he steadied his breathing.

”Then what we need to do right now,” he said firmly, ”is stop the demonic supernaturals from holding the Federation gates.”

He clenched his fists, ready to move.

Michael raised a hand.

”That is not the only thing you need to worry about.”

The soldier froze mid-step.

”What?” he asked, confused.

This time, Michael did not answer.

He turned slightly and nodded at the Starborn.

”You explain.”

The Starborn hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward. Their armor folded into a more flexible form, light pulsing weakly beneath the metal plates.

They pointed upward.

”The twentieth floor.”

The soldier blinked. ”What about it?”

The Starborn shook their head slowly.

”No demon from above should have been able to descend without being stopped. On the floors above twenty, there are guardians. Many races place overseers there.”

The soldier’s expression began to shift.

The Starborn continued.

”And yet... a demon half a step into Rank 4 went past all of them without being stopped.”

The soldier took two sharp steps back.

”That should be impossible,” he whispered. ”The floors above are fortified. The guardians there...”

He stopped.

His voice dried up.

The three of them looked at each other at the same time.

A cold realization crept into the air.

Michael voiced it quietly.

”Something happened to them.”

The soldier’s face paled as the truth settled.

”The guardians... the higher-ranked protectors... all of them...”

Spartan adjusted his glasses.

”Probably dead,” he said calmly. ”Or worse.”

The Starborn’s shoulders trembled as he started to think clearly now that there was no immediate danger.

The soldier paced once in disbelief, boots crushing the red sand beneath him.

”No... no, does that mean...”

Michael simply nodded.

”Everything was planned?”

The soldier stopped pacing.

The Starborn whispered.

”And that means the attack on the first floor is not the main event.”

Michael looked at the sky.

”It is just the beginning.”

Spartan fixed his glasses again.

”Master,” he said smoothly, ”it seems Hell has become far more interesting.”

Michael exhaled slowly.

”Interesting is one word for it.”

His gaze fell on the two men, one soldier of Aurora and one Starborn survivor.

The Starborn swallowed once, then asked the only question that mattered now.

”What do we do?”

Going up was entering chaos.

Going down meant facing whatever had erased the guardians of the higher floors.

Both paths were danger.

The soldier crossed his arms, pacing in a tight circle as sand shifted under his boots.

”If we go up,” he muttered, ”we might be able to reclaim the Federation gates. But if something killed the overseers above floor twenty, then heading up is suicide.”

Silence fell again.

This time, Michael broke it.

”We go up first.”

Both heads snapped toward him at once.

The soldier frowned.

”If the demon on the lower floors is not handled, then even if we retake the gates above, Hell will empty itself downward eventually.”

The wind blew a thin line of red dust across Michael’s boots.

”If the chaos above can be resolved, we can contact the other races stationed there.” Michael’s eyes narrowed slightly.

”And once they know the demon’s location, someone strong enough will come to kill it.”

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