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As they continued their discussion, Leon carefully placed the Sage Crown back into his storage, knowing he would need to meditate and experiment with its effects later. Roselia, ever observant, seemed to ponder his words.

"So, these guilds—Olympus, Asgard, Sanatana—they compete for dominance, don't they?" Roselia asked, her tone casual but probing.

Leon nodded. "In a way, yes. Each guild or organization represents not only the myths they're based on but also the ideologies and powers tied to those myths. They often clash, especially when relics or territories of significant mythical importance are involved."

" Well, except Sanatana they are pacifist but they are also one of the strongest guild out there, " He added.

Roselia crossed her arms, her expression sharp. "And where does that leave us? Are we aligning ourselves with any of them?"

Leon smirked. "Not yet. I prefer to stay independent for now. Aligning with them could grant us resources and knowledge, but it also ties us down with obligations. We're stronger when we have freedom to choose our path."

Roselia tilted her head thoughtfully. "True. Though it might be worth infiltrating one of these organizations someday, just to gain access to their secrets."

Leon chuckled. "Spoken like a true strategist. But for now, let's focus on our current goal—clearing this area and preparing for the next dungeon."

Their conversation was interrupted by a sudden tremor. The ground beneath them shook violently, and cracks began to form on the castle floor.

"What now?" Roselia muttered, gripping her twin blades tightly.

Leon's eyes narrowed as he summoned his staff, its radiant energy flaring to life. "It seems we lucked out, this is Plague Queen, it happens once in month raid, though it's random, but she drops a Epic item, called Crown of Deceased Queen, allowing one to simmon three kinds of Zombies over 100 each in number."

Roselia's grip on her blades tightened further as she studied the emerging figure. "A Plague Queen, huh? Sounds like more trouble than I wanted today," she said, though her sharp gaze revealed a hint of excitement.

Leon's smirk widened as he adjusted his stance. "More trouble, yes. But also more rewards. This is a rare opportunity—we can't let it go to waste."

The dark portal solidified, and out stepped the Plague Queen. Her appearance was haunting: a towering figure draped in a tattered, flowing gown of decay, her skeletal crown glinting ominously under the dim light. Her eyes glowed with an unholy green, and her presence seemed to drain the air of warmth.

The Queen's voice was a chilling whisper that echoed across the room. "Foolish mortals. You dare defile my domain? I shall make you my eternal servants."

Leon raised his staff, its glow intensifying. "Let's skip the monologue and get to the part where we defeat you," he said, his tone confident.

Roselia rolled her shoulders, her twin blades shimmering with energy. "Hope you're ready to test more of those high-tier spells of yours," she quipped.

The Queen didn't wait for them to make the first move. She raised her hands, summoning waves of undead from the cracks in the ground. Skeletons, ghouls, and bloated zombies surged forward in a relentless tide.

Leon immediately began chanting, his staff radiating with divine light. "Holy Nova!" he yelled, releasing a burst of purifying energy that swept through the horde, disintegrating dozens of undead instantly.

Roselia dashed forward with blinding speed, her blades dancing as she carved through the remaining enemies. "These are just cannon fodder," she called out. "The real fight hasn't even started."

The Plague Queen watched silently, her bony fingers tracing patterns in the air. Suddenly, a dense cloud of toxic mist began to spread across the room.

"Careful!" Leon warned. "That's her Plague Mist. It saps vitality and slows reactions."

He quickly cast Sanctuary Shield, enveloping himself and Roselia in a glowing barrier that repelled the toxic fog.

"Impressive," the Queen hissed, her voice dripping with malice. "But let's see how long you last."

She raised her hands again, summoning three towering Plague Giants to join the fray. Each one was armed with rusted weapons and radiated an aura of pestilence.

"Finally, a challenge," Roselia said, a dangerous smile on her face. "I'll take the big ones. Cover me, Leon."

Leon nodded, already preparing his next spell. "Don't take too long. I need time to charge something big for her."

As Roselia charged into the fight with the Plague Giants, Leon kept his focus on the Queen, his mind racing through strategies. This would be a battle of endurance, skill, and timing—and one misstep could cost them everything.

Roselia moved like a whirlwind, her twin blades glowing with vibrant purple and black energy. She struck the first Plague Giant with precision, her attacks aimed at its joints to hinder its mobility. "These things are slow, but they pack a punch!" she shouted as she dodged a massive swing from the rusted axe of one giant.

Leon stood at a distance, his staff glowing with layered energy as he began chanting another fusion spell. "Keep them busy, Roselia. I need time to prepare this one." Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

"Busy? They're practically begging me to kill them," she replied with a grin, narrowly evading another swing and countering with a spinning slash that severed the arm of one of the giants.

The Plague Queen observed the battle, her skeletal grin widening. "You are skilled, but futile. My power is endless." She raised her hands, summoning more undead, this time wraiths and specters that hovered in the air, screeching as they descended toward Leon.

Leon muttered under his breath, "Always sending distractions." Without pausing his chant, he raised his free hand and cast Holy Aegis. A radiant shield materialized around him, disintegrating the wraiths as they tried to breach it.

Roselia, still focused on the Plague Giants, noticed the Queen's tactic. "She's targeting you now. Typical boss behavior."

"Let her," Leon replied, his voice steady. "I'm about to make her regret it."

His chant reached its climax, and the ground beneath him began to glow with intricate runes. "Let light pierce the veil of darkness, Divine Starfall!"

A massive sphere of golden energy formed above the Plague Queen, crackling with radiant power. With a gesture from Leon, the sphere split into dozens of smaller stars, each streaking toward the Queen and her minions with devastating precision.

The stars collided with the Queen and her horde, the resulting explosions illuminating the entire chamber. The Plague Giants disintegrated under the onslaught, and even the Queen staggered, her skeletal crown cracking.

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Roselia cheered, taking the opportunity to close the gap and deliver a flurry of strikes to the Queen's torso.

The Plague Queen let out a guttural scream, her form flickering as if struggling to maintain its shape. "You... will not... defeat me!" she roared, summoning a massive scythe made of pure necrotic energy.

Roselia leaped back, narrowly avoiding a deadly swing. "She's going all out now," she said, panting slightly.

Leon tightened his grip on his staff. "Then it's time we end this."

He began preparing another spell, this one pulling energy from the very air around him. The room grew colder as the Plague Queen charged toward them, her scythe cutting through the air with deadly intent.

"Roselia, keep her distracted!" Leon called out.

"On it!" Roselia darted forward, her blades clashing with the Queen's scythe in a shower of sparks. She moved with relentless speed, her strikes forcing the Queen to focus on her.

Leon's spell neared completion. A golden circle formed beneath him, and his voice echoed with power. "By the light of creation, let the shadows find their end! Holy Cataclysm!"

A pillar of blinding light erupted from the golden circle, engulfing the Plague Queen completely. Her shriek of agony echoed through the chamber as the light tore through her necrotic form, leaving no trace of her dark power.

When the light faded, the room was eerily silent. The Plague Queen was gone, and the oppressive aura that had filled the castle dissipated.

Roselia sheathed her blades, breathing heavily. "That was... something. But it looks like we did it."

Leon approached her, offering a tired smile. "Told you we'd make her regret it."

A shimmering chest appeared where the Plague Queen had stood, signaling their reward. Roselia grinned, stepping forward. "Now, let's see if all that effort was worth it."

As the chest opened, golden light spilled out, revealing their spoils. The Crown of the Deceased Queen rested at the center, along with several other rare items and resources.

Leon picked up the crown, examining it. "Well, this will make someone's day."

Roselia smirked. "After all this, I think we've earned a long break."

Leon chuckled, storing the loot in his inventory. "Agreed. Let's head back and celebrate this victory."

With that, the two left the castle, their spirits high despite the grueling battle they had just endured.

On the way back, Leon gifted the crown to Roselia and earned the Deceased Empress Crown, it could control Eight types of Zombies and also control over 1000 of them.