Rebirth of the Strongest Dungeon Master

Isaac walked down a dark passage with torches burning along the walls. The atmosphere was quiet, there was no sound other than the sound of his footsteps and breathing.

After walking for a while, he could smell the fishy of charred flesh and blood in the air.

Isaac arrived at a wide hall surrounded by black stones. Monsters strewn around in a lifeless state, filling the entire room. Lycans, arachnids, lizardmen, hobgoblins, and various other monsters; they all died charred.

An old man with a muscular body seemed to be standing in the middle of the pile of corpses. His condition looked messed up. His breathing was heavy, and he had difficulty standing up straight. His entire body was drenched in sweat and blood seeping from the gaping wounds. Even so, his eyes were still sharp as he sensed Isaac's presence.

Meanwhile, Isaac was actually impressed by the man.

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[Name : Ivan Fedorov]

[Race : Human]

[Type : N/A]

[Class : S ]

[Level : 45 ]

Fedorov was very angry. He seemed to be grinding his teeth, the muscles in his temples bulged and his heavy breathing quickened. His entire body began to emit yellow lightning sparks.

'It's not wrong that I let him live.'

This was very interesting for him. It was rare for humans to show the intention of letting out their anger when dealing with demons.

Even in his past life.

"Oh, God… you've finally come."

Isaac turned his head. Not far next to him was a woman with white hair and eyes like a crescent moon. She crouched down, blood splattered on her face, and in both hands, she was holding the pieces of a monster's arm. Her mouth seemed to chew it deliciously.

"Didn't Pippi give you some other meat?" Isaac asked in surprise.

Byakko shook her head. "She said I could eat the flesh of the monster that the man killed." She pointed at Fedorov who seemed to be struggling to stay on his feet.

Isaac's eyes narrowed. A look of astonishment was evident on his face. He couldn't believe Pippi was feeding a Spiritual Beast with the flesh of a monster carcass.

Although in her human form, Byakko was still a Spiritual Beast who had the instincts of a beast. She needed to eat meat.

On the other hand, Byakko also looked surprised at her master's behavior. Not knowing what to do, she thrust out the monster meat arm in her hand.

"Do you want it, Lord?"

Isaac shook his head. "No, thank you. I'm full."

Byakko's eyebrows shot up like a cat and she smiled broadly. "Okay."

Then, Isaac turned his attention back to Fedorov.

'Time to tame a new monster.'

Isaac walked through the pile of monsters, approaching Fedorov. The man trembled, not from fear but from the anger that had pervaded his soul. Lightning sparks on his body intensified as Isaac got closer.

Fedorov could feel the same terrifying aura of the masked man from Isaac

The bad memories in his head were playing like rolls of film; showing the tragic incident of the death of his comrades. Anger began to flare in his chest.

Fedorov's hatred for Isaac was unbearable.

Meanwhile, Isaac looked the opposite. He smiled at the anger and hatred directed at him.

When they were only five steps away, a powerful lightning spike suddenly appeared from Fedorov's body. Dozens of lightning struck in various directions.

Swoooooosh.

He dashed towards Isaac at high speed. There was no slight hesitation on his face.

"Die, you bastard!"

THUD!

There was a huge explosion caused by lightning. Monster corpses flew and huge chunks of rock shot out in various directions. Then, brown dust scattered in the air.

"Keeuuugh!"

There was a man's scream. It wasn't long before the dust that blocked the view disappeared.

Byakko was seen clutching Fedorov by the neck to the ground. Her face was grimacing while showing fangs, and she also emitted an extremely cold air.

"Ignorant human, you intend to attack my master. Are you crazy?"

"Keeugg—!"

Splaat.

Fedorov vomited from his mouth. His face was pale, and he barely opened his eyes.

Step. Step. Step.

Isaac came over to the two of them.

"Let him go," Isaac ordered.

Byakko still looked grouchy. She was angry, not because Isaac was attacked, but she had wanted to kill Fedorov from the start. She truly loathed humans, but she restrained herself because of her master's orders.

Byakko had bad memories with humans.

Then, she let go of Fedorov, and the man plopped to the ground.

Isaac crouched down. He looked closely at Fedorov. Even though the man's face was bruised, he could still see the expression of hatred on Fedorov's face. This impressed Isaac even more.

Not long after, the man lost consciousness.

Isaac smiled. He took a glass bottle filled with golden liquid from his pocket and poured it onto Fedorov's lips.

"You're the first human to taste the elixir. This is my form of respect."

After the elixir passed through his esophagus, all the wounds on Fedorov's body suddenly disappeared. The gaping wounds slowly closed and the pale face gained back its color.

Isaac touched his own forehead with index finger. A red flame appeared from his fingertip, then he pressed it against the man's forehead.

Byakko seemed curious about what her master was doing.

'Actually, it was such a loss to change his whole memory. But I have to do it if I want to make him my slave.'

Changing memory had risks of injuring the brain of the host implanted by the Seed of Mind. Isaac felt he had scratched his weapon. Had Fedorov been Marshal Anatoly and Wang Yi, he would not have hesitated. Because they were replaceable.

Fedorov opened his eyes. When he saw Isaac's face, he quickly got up and knelt down.

"Forgive my impudence, Lord Isaac."

Fedorov's behavior was like a sleeping soldier awakened by his superiors.

Meanwhile, Byakko looked surprised until her eyes opened wide. She did not expect such a drastic change in Fedorov.

"Good, wake up," Isaac said.

Fedorov then got up and stood straight. He looked surprised that there were so many monsters around, but he ignored them. Before him was now the Supreme Commander.

"You are my best warrior."

Hearing that, Fedorov was immediately taken aback. "Thank you, Commander."

Isaac grabbed Fedorov's shoulder.

"From now onwards, I will appoint you in charge of the dungeon."

"It is an honor to carry out this noble task," Fedorov replied loudly. There was a clear look of pride and surprise on his face.

Isaac smiled widely. Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a black mask. He put the mask on Fedorov. Instantly, the man's hair turned into black flames.