<h4>Chapter 93: nning Revenge!</h4>


    Jack slowly awoke, his memory foggy. Where was he? He had just been destroying the two wolf bosses…in his sleep.


    He slowly stretched, groggily walking to the kitchen. An elegant youngdy was sitting at the table, happily tapping her phone to send messages. Next to her were some cookies and a ss of milk.


    Was she already back from school? He could have sworn that she would have still been there. He truly was losing his sense of time.


    Hearing the faint footsteps of her brother, Lilly gently turned her head, only to raise a brow. What was up with him? Jack was staring at the milk ss as if it was his worst enemy.


    She gently grabbed it, shaking it from side to side as his eyes followed. Yet, he seemed to be lost in thoughts.


    “Since when do you care so much about milk?” She teased him.


    Jack came back to his senses.


    “Oh, in Infinite, there is this one boss. It’s a mother wolf that spawns two OP wolves, Remus and Romulus. The problem is I can’t figure out how to beat them without wasting an obscene amount of potions.”


    “It’s already admirable that your team is even attempting dungeons in the first ce.”


    “Team?” He gave a wry smile.


    “You’re soloing it?! No wonder you’re having issues! So how’s the fight?”


    Jack shared with her the tale of his valiant younglings ughtering. She listened attentively only to conclude:


    “Yep, I’m stumped too. I guess you’ll need helpers, even if you have to share the loot. As for now, you’ve been ying for a long time, right? Here, drink some milk, it will give you strength.” She gently offered.


    Jack epted it, the coolness of the milk on his lips contrasting with the warmth it brought his heart. But he suddenly jerked in shock, jumping at her and embracing her slender body.


    “That’s it. Thank you so much. You’re the best!” He uttered in gratitude.


    “That’s a whole lot of gratitude for a mere ss of milk.” She teased him, understanding what it was really about.


    “Hey, it’s a gift from my cute sister. I have to savor it.” He winked at her while ruffling her hair. “Anyway, I’m getting back to Infinite. Talkter!”


    “You’re not even gonna eat?!”


    With a wolfish grin, Jack hurriedly grabbed tons of chocte chips cookies, stuffing them all in his cheeks before waving away and rushing back to their room, strapping the helmet back on.


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    Jack excitedly respawned in the vige, instantly looking around for Moon Moon.


    Wait, what? Where was his pet? He called upon their link, and a few secondster, Moon Moon appeared. Had it stayed all this time in the death void? Anyway, they had some stuff to do.


    “Great news, we’re going back to the dungeon! Are you ready?”


    “Woo!” (Excited)


    The little wolf was so eager for revenge. As for fear? What was that? It had been chasing a god in the dark realm. What were two puny wolvespared to that!


    “We just need to get some potions. In theory, a few people should have joined D.L while we were busy, right?” Jack decisively headed toward Steven’s ce.


    But a few stepster, he was already gawking at his surroundings, bbergasted. He quickly realized that the question wasn’t how many yers had joined D.L….but how many hadn’t!


    Everywhere his gazended, he noticed yers proudly disying the Demonic Legion’s emblem, the one featuring the both of them.


    Many yers pointed their way as they eximed:


    “The Demon King is back!”


    “I heard he was in the dungeon.”


    “Why don’t we just ask him about it?”


    “Because he’s the freaking Demon King?!”


    “Yes….but we’re in demonic legion now. He’s our faction leader, right?”


    It sure made sense, but one nce from Jack was enough to send them scurrying away.


    He didn’t know how to react as he reached Steven’s ce. The fox corpses were supposed to be stored in the warehouse inside his ce. But as he came nearby, he was confronted with an abomination.


    There was a massive orange mountain.


    There were corpses on the ground, piling up along the walls and even on the damn roof. What the fuck had happened here?! Actually, it was obvious:


    40 Corpses per Member X Number of Members = Danger to Public Health !!


    But there was something even stranger than that….Why was it just lying there? No one was trying to steal it at all. There were only bystanders watching it all as they chuckled. But then he realized.


    A few members of the Mighty Wolves were in their midst, carefully watching it all. The Demon King’s name, their presence, and most of the bystanders being part of this new faction dissuaded them.


    Jack powerfully approached the pile of corpses, proudly stood on top of it, brought his butcher knife out, and then went to work.


    Right now, he was in a very happy ce inside his mind. He could already see himself oveing the Wolf Den now that he wouldn’t becking potions. He kept dissecting fox after fox, whistling happily, and it felt so damn good!


    But to the others, the scene looked entirely different. They didn’t see a happy yer. They saw a cackling demon. Blood left their faces as they pictured this being a pile of human bodies instead.


    He looked so damn frightening as he waspletely covered in blood. Could it be that this whole corpse business was only a n to establish dominance? If it was, it was fucking working!


    That’s how for a little while, plenty of yers woulde nearby, shiver to no end only to go back to their business.


    From time to time, a belligerent yer would remark with scorn. “Do you guys really want to follow such a crude butcher?”— or something simr.


    The others would simply chuckle lightly in response: “All I know is that I don’t fucking want to be his enemy!” With everyone agreeing.


    Many rumors would arise from this simple butchering session, not that Jack really noticed nor cared.


    As soon as he was done butchering a few hundred corpses, he rushed out like a tornado:


    1. He sold the fox parts to Steven


    2. He bought potions from the olddy


    3. He gave to Igor and the Mighty Wolves some funds for expenses (50%).


    4. Finally, the both of them headed to the Wolf Den Dungeon, not bothering with anything on their way.


    They entered the silvery portal with huge grins on their faces.


    It was payback time!…


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    [A/N] Hype! PRIV Mass Release Time! ??


    Day 3: Pumpkin Skeletal Chicken Tier (3/4) ?????


    <strong>Creator’s Thought</strong>


    Sometimes all it takes is a fresh perspective to give one an idea. I’m lucky to have Lilly to talk to, she’s an amazing listener. Anyway, it felt weird to see my avatar’s face all over the ce on a faction emblem. Well, weird but nice haha.