Master of the Eternal War

The moment we stepped inside, the air changed.

The battlefield outside had been chaotic, endless, a storm of death and rebirth. But here?

Here, there was only silence.

The fortress interior was massive, its walls lined with ancient abyssal runes, pulsing with dark energy. The ground beneath our feet was made of obsidian stone, but it felt… alive, like we were walking on something that was watching us.

At the end of the massive hall, standing atop an elevated throne, was him.

The Summoner of Eternal War.

He was tall and lean, draped in blackened royal robes, his face concealed behind an intricate bone mask. His hands—long and skeletal—clutched an abyssal staff, glowing with the same energy that had kept the battlefield alive.

But it was his eyes—two orbs of endless void—that sent a chill down my spine.

This wasn't just a man.

This was a force of nature.

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[SYSTEM ALERT!]

⚠ WARNING: BOSS ENTITY DETECTED! ⚠

Abyssal Summoner – Lord Malakar, Master of the Eternal War

Threat Level: SSS+

Special Ability: Endless Reincarnation – As long as he remains alive, the war will never end.

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The moment the notification flashed, Malakar's voice filled the room, deep and resonant, carrying an ancient weight.

"Fools who disrupt my battlefield…"

His eyes glowed, the fortress walls trembling in response.

"You are mere mortals, yet you seek to challenge me? The one who has orchestrated war for eons?"

Henry chuckled, rolling his shoulders as his golden aura flared.

"Yeah, well… we've been wrecking the plans of arrogant bastards like you for three lifetimes."

I smirked, cracking my knuckles.

"And we're damn good at it."

Malakar let out a low laugh, almost… amused.

"Then come, warriors. Show me if you are worthy of breaking the cycle of war."

The air exploded.

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The first thing I noticed—

The walls were moving.

No—they were summoning.

Black portals erupted around the room, and from them emerged monstrous warriors, unlike the ones on the battlefield. These were enhanced, larger, their armor engraved with abyssal sigils.

Henry's eyes flashed.

"He's reinforcing his army. We need to end him fast."

I nodded. "I'll handle the summons—you take Malakar."

Henry smirked. "Got it. Don't die."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

We moved instantly.

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Henry vanished, reappearing mid-air above Malakar, his Sword of the First Dawn glowing with divine light.

"DIVINE JUDGMENT!"

A blazing arc of golden lightning shot down, aiming straight for Malakar's skull.

But—

Malakar raised a single finger.

The moment Henry's attack struck—it shattered.

Henry's eyes widened. "What the—?"

Malakar gestured, and a wave of pure abyssal force blasted Henry backward, sending him crashing through the fortress walls.

"Tch—!" Henry cursed, flipping mid-air to stabilize himself.

Malakar's staff pulsed, his voice calm.

"Divinity means nothing here."

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While Henry was dealing with Malakar, I was facing an army.

The moment the abyssal warriors charged, I moved faster.

I grabbed the first warrior by the face and crushed its skull, twisting and launching its body into another, sending them both crashing into the walls.

A massive blade swung toward my back—

Void Step.

I phased through reality, appearing behind my attacker, and drove my fist through its chest.

The monsters didn't stop.

"Tch—Fine." I exhaled, feeling my core burn.

"Let's see you regenerate from this."

I inhaled deeply—then unleashed a full-powered Breath of Destruction.

BOOOOOOM!

A tidal wave of black hellfire engulfed the battlefield, devouring every single abyssal warrior.

The entire fortress shook.

The army was gone.

But then—

They reappeared.

Summoned again.

I gritted my teeth.

"No matter how many I kill, he just summons more…"

I turned toward Henry, who was dodging Malakar's abyssal magic, his golden aura flickering as he tried to land a hit.

Malakar was completely unfazed.

We were wasting time.

I growled.

"Enough of this bullshit!"

I turned back to the army.

I didn't need to destroy them.

I needed to cut off their source.

I focused, extending my senses, searching through the abyssal energy in the air.

And then I felt it.

The link—the tether that connected Malakar to his army.

A thin, invisible thread of abyssal essence, leading straight to his staff.

My eyes flashed.

"Henry—his staff! That's what's summoning them!"

Henry grinned.

"Then let's break it."

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Henry and I moved in perfect sync.

Malakar's eyes flickered, realizing what we had planned.

"Clever. But futile."

He raised his staff—

But Henry vanished, appearing right in front of him, his sword already swinging.

"Too late, asshole."

SLASH!!!

The Sword of the First Dawn cut clean through the abyssal staff, shattering it.

Malakar's eyes widened—for the first time, true shock appeared on his face.

And then—

The entire fortress shook violently.

The abyssal warriors screamed, their bodies dissolving instantly as the summoning magic was destroyed.

The war was over.

Malakar staggered backward, staring at his broken staff.

"You… You dare…"

His voice, once filled with power, now trembled with something else—fear.

Henry smirked, pointing his sword at him.

"Guess what, Malakar? Your war's over."

I stepped forward, my Abyssal Gauntlets flaring with energy.

"Now, time for you to join your fallen army."

Malakar snarled, his abyssal energy fading rapidly.

But before we could finish him—

The ground beneath us cracked open.

A deep laugh echoed through the abyss—not Malakar's.

Something else.

Something far worse.

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[SYSTEM ALERT!]

⚠ NEW ENTITY DETECTED.

??? – The True Master of Black Hollow Dungeon Has Awakened.

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I froze.

Henry's smirk vanished.

"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me."