The Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter Light Novel 7 Mga Nobela at Kwento

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

Callista’s POV~~ “Now that you have the key, it will be a lot easier for you to get out, but not when the guard is still there watching you,'' I furrowed my brow in concentration to hear what Healer Ragnar was saying. “You would still have to pretend like you still feel that pain, okay?” I nodded in agreement. “There is a hidden escape route cleverly camouflaged by nature right there in that dungeon. Only a few members know about that route. It will lead you deep inside the woods,” he paused and tapped on my shoulder. I was sitting directly opposite him.

She whispered yelled, and I didn't want to know how that little girl trained her eyes to get accustomed to the darkness when I could barely see past a few feet in front of me We hadn't anticipated an underground hideout, so we weren't equipped with any flashlights. “Quick" Behind me, Niko softly asked Aria to hold on to him as he carried her. We moved faster, towards what seemed like a corridor, in front of us, a faint light flickered My vision narrowed into a pinpoint when we reached the... the dungeon That was what it was, a dungeon. Niko exhaled a harsh breath, “Saints of the—”

If anything, it makes it worse. I walk past the main compound, toward the far end of the building toward the place no one enters without my permission. I reach the metal door hidden behind the garbage unit and press the small button beneath the lock. Click. A panel slides open. Another door appears. I punch in the code. The steel door unlocks with a low hiss. And I step inside. This was my world, my hell, my dungeon. The light from outside is swallowed instantly by darkness. The door shuts behind me.

Our wolves stood among the dead, breathing hard. We had won. But something felt… wrong. And then I saw it. A single burning torch, deep in the tunnels of the abandoned mine. A hidden doorway. My breath caught. “They were hiding something,” I whispered. Kael followed my gaze. His eyes narrowed. “Then let’s find out what.” And with that, we stepped into the darkness.

POV DARLENE The transition from the Mirror-Queen’s diamond silence was not an exit, but a Total Genetic Annexation. As the liquid glass and suspended starlight of the 127th layer shattered into the white-hot static of the Loom, the "Perfect Future" didn't just dissolve—it Exposed the Root. We emerged into the One-Hundred-and-Twenty-Eighth Layer of Entropy, a realm that felt like the interior of a massive, hollowed-out skull. This was the Chamber of the Shadow-Luna’s Legacy, the architectural basement of the sovereign lineage where the High Council of the West had hidden the Real Mother of the North—not the goddess of light, but the Sister of Shadows who had traded her divinity for the power

“We need those Corrompido freed. The combined manpower will turn the tide of this battle before it even begins. And among the captives is man called, Supervivente. He can take down the boundary spells around the city.” Lady Escuridade’s hands moved in sharp, precise gestures as she explained the plan. “The dungeon entrance is through a hidden passage behind the main alter. Once you are inside, find the central cellblock– the one with iron bars instead of stone walls. What is where they will be keeping the most powerful prisoners.” Her purple eyes searched Amelia’s face intently. “This will help Luz,” Amelia said more to herself than to Escuridade. “What do I do after I have released them?” E

A way in. I leaned over the book, eyes narrowing with focus. “Alright,” I murmured to the empty room. “Let’s see what you’re hiding.” Because Raiden had suffered long enough. And if there was even the smallest chance—one thread of hope buried in ink and dust—I intended to find it. The book did not fight me at first. Its pages turned easily beneath my fingers, ink faded but stubborn, as though the words wanted to be read again. I skimmed through chapters I already knew—basic spellcraft, blood rites, protection circles—until my eyes caught on a heading etched darker than the rest.

Now it was time to find out what she was really hiding. "Yes, Alpha," Warrior Aidan answered my mind-link. "Come to my office.”

But then there was silence. I saw a big tree not far away from me, so I crawled over there with my meager belongings and hid behind it. My leg started to bleed really fast and that was when I saw that the gash was immensely deep and the pain I felt started to be real. I could not see much but I could make out the blood that was already all over the floor. Shit. The. I heard voices. They were near and they were talking. “Why would she be the only person not around now? And why is the alpha king making this mandatory?” One said. I clutched my hands to my chest in fear of being caught.