The Purple Slime King glanced up as the colossal door slammed shut, his gelatinous eyes narrowing in a blend of curiosity and caution. The sight of Sasha, Zealot, and the eight boss monsters took him by surprise; he had never before faced a situation like this.

‘What in the world is happening? Am I dreaming or have I lost my mind? Why on earth are the eight boss monsters teaming up with those two demon adventurers?’ the Purple Slime King pondered, his mind racing with confusion and a growing sense of fear. The situation felt unreal, and the thought of such powerful boss monsters working together with adventurers filled him with deep unease.

The Red Orc King stepped forward with a sense of authority, his eyes narrowing as he fixed his gaze on the Purple Slime King. In a commanding tone, he declared, “Surrender now and submit to us! You stand no chance against our combined might. If you refuse, don’t blame us for the harm that will inevitably come your way!”

The Purple Slime King hesitated, his immense form trembling slightly as he considered the Red Orc King's offer. His mind raced as he took in the sight of the eight boss monsters and the two demon adventurers, realizing that resistance would be futile. Yet, as the ruler of the Slime Sky Palace, submission was not in his nature.

With a deep, resonating voice that echoed throughout the throne room, the Purple Slime King spoke. "You may have the strength to destroy me, but know this: I will not bow to anyone so easily. This palace has stood for centuries, and I have ruled over my domain with pride. If you wish to enslave me, then you shall earn that right through battle."

RUMBLE!

As he finished speaking, the ground beneath the throne began to tremble. The walls of the grand throne room shimmered, and suddenly, the throne room was flooded with pulsating purple light. The Purple Slime King was tapping into the very essence of the Slime Sky Palace, drawing upon its ancient magic to amplify his own power.

The Red Orc King glanced back at Sasha and Zealot, a hint of impatience flickering in his eyes. "This fool has chosen the hard way," he growled. "Prepare yourselves. We'll teach this stupid Purple Slime King a lesson he will regret for the rest of his life for refusing to surrender and submit to us.”

Upon hearing that, everyone smirked with malicious intent. They had been under immense stress lately due to the loss of their freedom under Master Drelak's control. The bone slave-collars had stripped them of their free will, forcing them to work tirelessly or face severe punishment. Now that an opportunity had finally presented itself, they were eager to take their frustration out on the Purple Slime King, seizing the chance to relieve their pent-up anger. In short, they were going to beat the shit out of the Purple Slime King until they were satisfied.

“Hehehe!” one of them chuckled, the sound sharp and mocking.

“Kekeke!” another laughed, the noise bubbling up with dark satisfaction.

“Huhuhu!” a third one joined in, the sound eerie and unsettling, carrying an ominous promise of the torment to come.

The Purple Slime King, now enhanced by the palace’s ancient magic, took on an even more formidable appearance. His gelatinous body glowed with an intense violet hue, and he exuded an aura of power that made the air feel thick and heavy. Despite his imposing presence, his eyes betrayed a flicker of uncertainty as he faced the overwhelming strength of his adversaries.

The Red Orc King in his humanoid form raised his hand, signaling his allies to ready themselves. “Now, let’s give this motherfucker a good beating!” he barked, his voice filled with cold resolve.

Sasha and Zealot exchanged determined glances before taking their positions. Sasha drew her weapon, while Zealot, unarmed, prepared to use his fists. The eight boss monsters, their forms shifting between their humanoid and monstrous shapes, spread out across the throne room, each preparing to strike at the Purple Slime King from different angles.

ROAAAARRRR!

The Purple Slime King, undeterred by the daunting numbers against him, let out a guttural roar that reverberated through the chamber. The pulsating purple light intensified, and the floor around the throne began to bubble and writhe, summoning smaller slimes to aid their ruler. The Cute Purple Round Slimes, once a source of amusement, now became an annoyance, swarming the room with their collective presence.

HOP! HOP! HOP!

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BOING! BOING! BOING!

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In less than five minutes, the Purple Slime King, having been thoroughly beaten, began to plead for mercy. His once formidable presence was now reduced to a pitiful display of desperation. However, the eight boss monsters were far from finished. Their hunger for more was undiminished, and they remained eager to continue their relentless beating.

"Waaaaahh! Waaaaahh! Mommy! Daddy! Help me! I’m dying! Waaaaahh! Please, stop beating me! I surrender! Waaaaahh!" the Purple Slime King wailed, his cries dripping with exaggerated despair.

Meanwhile, Zealot and Sasha stood back, observing the chaotic scene with a mix of amusement and second-hand embarrassment. The Purple Slime King was being subjected to an unrelenting barrage of torment by the eight boss monsters, his cries for mercy echoing through the vast throne room. Zealot and Sasha exchanged glances, caught between the urge to laugh and a sense of awkwardness. The way the Purple Slime King begged—his pleas exaggerated to the point of absurdity—made the whole spectacle seem like a dark comedy.

‘What the hell is this? A boss monster crying like a baby…?’ Zealot thought, bewildered by the absurdity of the situation.

‘The Purple Slime King was so full of pride just moments ago, and now he’s begging for mercy…’ Sasha mused, finding it hard to reconcile the sudden change in the once formidable creature.

Time passed, and eventually, the eight boss monsters grew bored. Finally, they ceased their torment and turned their attention to their primary mission: capturing and forcefully taming the Purple Slime King. Without delay, they reached for the bone slave-collar that Master Drelak had provided them, ready to complete their task.

Just like that, Sasha’s party had expanded to an impressive total of eleven members. The group now included two formidable demon adventurers and nine powerful boss monsters. With this bolstered strength, Sasha’s party was more formidable than ever.

With their numbers bolstered, it was time to leave this dungeon and set their sights on their next challenge. With renewed purpose and a growing roster, they prepared to raid another dungeon, eager to conquer and tame the next boss monster.

“Excellent job, everyone! Now, let’s move on to the next dungeon,” the Red Orc King declared. With a sense of accomplishment, they stepped through the exit portal and departed from the Slime Sky Palace.

Upon stepping outside the dungeon entrance, Zealot was suddenly greeted by an unexpected notification from his system:

[You have a new Main Quest!]

[Main Quest: Reach Level 100]

[Reward: One random skill]

‘Finally, a new Main Quest has come up,’ Zealot thought, a grin spreading across his face. ‘Just what I needed. Let’s see what types of skills I’ll get this time.’

The next day…

Within a dungeon known as the “Cactus King Palace,” the scene unfolded in a grand and opulent cactus palace. This imposing structure, with its intricate design and elaborate decorations, stood in stark contrast to the vast, sunlit desert that stretched endlessly around it. The palace's grandeur was emphasized by the bright, shimmering rays of the sun, which illuminated the expansive, golden sands and highlighted the magnificence of the palace’s towering spires and elaborate facades.

[Leveled Up!]

[Level: 99 >> 100]

[Skeleton's Progression: 25% >> 31%]

By this time, Sasha’s party had successfully raided thirteen dungeons and captured thirteen formidable boss monsters. With their missions now completed and their objectives fulfilled, it was time to make their way back to Zealot Castle. There, they would reunite with Lich King Drelak to discuss their progress and plan their next missions.

“Great job, everyone!” Sasha declared, a note of triumph in her voice. “We’ve successfully completed our tasks. Now, it’s time to return to Zealot Castle and meet with our master.”

With a shared sense of accomplishment, Zealot and the thirteen boss monsters nodded in agreement. Their faces reflected satisfaction as they made their way through the exit portal, leaving behind the grand dungeon of the Cactus King Palace and setting out on their journey back to Majestic Zealot Castle.

A few days later…

Within the immense expanse of the Grand Zealot Castle—an edifice so vast it dwarfed a typical castle by tenfold—the successful capture of thirteen formidable boss monsters was met with a significant reward. Lich King Drelak, acknowledging their achievement, granted Sasha and Zealot a full week of respite. During this time, they could enjoy a well-earned reprieve from their relentless duties. However, this period of rest was temporary; soon, they would have to resume the crucial task of gathering slaves to further fortify Drelak’s ever-growing skeleton army.

The current strength of Drelak’s army stood at approximately several tens of thousands of Skeleton Warriors. These formidable undead were collected from the expansive and grand cemetery located behind Zealot City—a vast necropolis that had provided a significant portion of his skeletal forces. This cemetery, with its countless graves and ancient tombs, had proven to be a vital source for expanding Drelak’s ever-growing army.

However, several tens of thousands of Skeleton Warriors were far from sufficient to satisfy Lich King Drelak’s grand ambitions. To conquer the entire Mortal World and achieve his goal of controlling every kingdom, continent, and supercontinent within the world of Ixion, he would need an army of unimaginable size—potentially billions or even trillions of skeletons—to amass the overwhelming force necessary to achieve his ultimate goal of total domination.

Meanwhile, in one of the expansive grand bedrooms of Zealot Castle, Zealot was relaxing in his personal bathroom, savoring a hot bath. As he soaked in the hot water, he activated the hologram game screen and examined his new random skill reward, eager to discover what types of skills he would get this time.

[Main Quest Completed!]

[Reward: One random skill]

[Would you like to open the random skill now?]