Ranking System

I have teleported Commander Sanders and me to an underground cell. I didn't have much time to prepare, so I made the cell into a wide cube the size of my house.

Inside the underground cell, each person was transported to a small cell the size of a dog cage.

The second part of the defense was to trap the people who killed the specters in a small cage, waiting for monsters to appear and devour them.

These monsters were nothing to scoff at; I had made all the monsters in the second stage immortal, and they were monsters that were starving for eternity.

I wouldn't be surprised if some prisoners could leave the cage. However, escaping the cage should be the easiest part.

The cage the prisoners were trapped in suppressed all of their powers, making them lose almost half of their strength.

Most of these prisoners could escape the cage even if their limbs were tangled inside the dog cage. Some were weak, and those people should be the most scared of this place.

If these prisoners couldn't escape the cage, the monsters would get their meal served to them.

Since the cages were separated, Commander Sanders and I had to move fast, or the less competent prisoners would be killed.

None of us cared if these people were killed. However, I would like them to be used in the final stage.

Since I owned this place, I knew the layout of this maze. Sanders followed me closely, making sure we wouldn't be separated.

I knew a monster was ahead of us, but knowing that I summoned these monsters, they could not harm me.

"City Lord, should we attack?" Seeing that a monster was ahead of us, the commander asked, wanting to make sure if this monster was under my control.

"No need. All these monsters wouldn't dare attack. Even if they had minimal intelligence, that shred of intelligence alone would be enough to tell them that I wasn't something they could harm." Walking toward the monster, we could see it in full view.

What we encountered was a demonic lamia. Covered in full red scale and with a body that looked like the undead, it stared at the commander like he was food. I looked at the commander and saw his body shake out of fear. Luckily, in my presence, it had managed to hold itself out and stop any movement.

"See, what you should be worried about are the prisoners. This thing isn't the strongest. I'm sure if we are late, some of the prisoners will be mauled." We hurried up and started to get moving at a quicker pace. Five minutes later, we found one of the prisoners, and it was the hot-hands guy.

"Yo! How do you like it here? The second stage sure is something, am I right?" I said it in a tone that would piss the prisoner off. He has been here the longest, so he should know the struggles of this area itself.

"Fuck off! How do I get out of here?" He quickly said he was impatient with staying in this area any longer. Not that I could blame him.

"Get out? That's simple; just go down." This entrapped maze had only one path: a stairway to the third stage.

"Go down? I'm not stupid! There would be more dangerous things killing us!" He yelled, not wanting to take my shit anymore.

Hot Hands was more brilliant than he looked. However, the third stage was different. It wasn't something that killed people in a physical sense, and I can promise you no monster would appear.

"Would you believe me if I told you no monsters would attack you there?" I told him sincerely, which probably made it more unbelievable.

"How can I trust you?" I rolled my eyes when he said those words.

"I think you are misunderstanding something. If you don't go down, all you will be doing is waiting for the monsters on this floor to attack. The only way to reach the surface is to finish the third floor. Besides, I don't need your trust. You're a prisoner. All you need to do is do what I say." After explaining what he needed to do, I told him his place.

Anger could be seen in the prisoner's face, but he could only take in that anger. He had seen what I had done with the poisoned man.

Instead of moving on his own, the prisoner followed me. I was just checking in on the others, ensuring they were still alive and running.

"What? I thought you wanted to leave. I'm going in the opposite direction of the stairs on this floor." We were located in the middle of the eastern corridor. I wanted to move up and go clockwise with the stairs located in the southeast corridor.

Even though I told the prisoner where the next area was, he still followed me, not looking to leave.

"Heh, so much for a tough guy act." As he followed, I had to make a remark about him. It was funny watching him scowl at me like a cat.

"Hey, what did you get imprisoned for?" Since I was bored, I might as well ask the prisoner about his arrest. I could ask the commander about the arrest, but I wanted to hear it from Hot Hands himself.

"You really want to know?" He smirked, asking me if I wanted to know. Hot Hand's emotions sure change quickly.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't." If the prisoner was going to act that way, then forget it.

"Since you asked, I might as well tell you anyway." I couldn't help but twitch my eyes in annoyance when I heard him say those words. Before he spoke, I had to shut him up.

"Forget it. There's someone ahead." Before we got lost in his stories, the prisoner up ahead was in trouble.

I didn't plan on saving them, but I wanted to see if they could do whatever they could to survive.