Just call me Thor

Facing Mike's questioning, the White Wolf King shook his head, "No problem."

Huh?

Mike couldn't help but look at the White Wolf King with newfound respect. He was quite wise, after all.

The White Wolf King spoke in a deep voice, "Even just looking at this wound makes my heart race. It's hard to imagine how one could survive under this sword."

The White Wolf King sat cross-legged on the ground, his gaze shifting between Dorian and Mike. At least he expressed his goodwill, showing a willingness to cooperate.

The White Wolf King spoke again, "Dorian, are you willing to swear by the soul of the Wolf Ancestor that what you say is true?"

"No, I can't."

Dorian's answer shocked everyone present. His next words made the White Wolf King's face turn serious, "Since I met Lord Morpheus, I no longer believe in the Wolf Ancestor. Swearing by the soul of the Wolf Ancestor means nothing to me..."

Dorian raised his head slightly, his body trembling, fur growing wildly, almost fully transforming into a wolf. "Now, I follow Lord Morpheus and can only swear by his name."

"You betrayed your faith!"

The White Wolf King roared in near anger, causing many werewolves to collapse to the ground, limbs twitching. Under such pressure, Dorian wasn't faring much better, curling up and struggling against the force.

A black Phantom stood in front of Dorian, sharing much of the burden.

"Awooo—"

Cerberus Phantom bared its teeth at the White Wolf King, refusing to back down.

The White Wolf King looked down at Cerberus, "Interesting. Hades seems to have a dog like this too, but apart from having more heads, it's useless."

Hearing the White Wolf King's comment, Mike squinted slightly. He remembered something.

"The Count Vampire I saw earlier was originally a prince."

The vampire hierarchy from highest to lowest: Ancestor, Prince, Duke, Marquis, Count... In other words, the prince vampire took a hit from Ares and dropped three tiers!

And the White Wolf King before him now had strength comparable to a Battle Chief. How terrifying was his power before Ares cut him down?!

An adult King Cerberus had the strength of a Battle Lord, yet the White Wolf King dismissed it. More terrifyingly, such a powerful White Wolf King had no chance against Ares at level 60!

When Ares created [Void Tremor], he claimed it could defeat a Battle Chief, and it was no lie!

Mike thought to himself, "Ares' talent might be on par with mine."

Clearing his mind, Mike focused back on the White Wolf King. Shadow Werewolf Dorian swore by Morpheus' name that he spoke the truth.

"I won't trust just because of an oath. I've seen too many traitors, even among werewolves."

The White Wolf King's stance wouldn't change easily, "But if what you say is true, and every day is a cycle, life or death makes no difference to me. Tell me your plan to break this damn cycle. I guess with my help, your plan will go smoother."

Dorian looked at Mike, and once again, all eyes were on him.

"A plan... hmm, I do have something like that."

Mike glanced at the current Exploration Rate and the hints from the Eye of Truth.

"I need to gain the werewolves' friendship."

He had to join the [Werewolf faction] to accumulate the werewolf Exploration Rate.

The White Wolf King extended a finger, his claw gleaming as he lightly tapped the ground. "You already have it."

"Obtained [White Wolf King's Friendship], werewolf faction Exploration Rate +10%."

Mike continued, "Tonight is the Night of the Full Moon. I need to help nine werewolves escape Mistveil Castle."

"Alright, I'll pick the eight most promising pups, plus Dorian. Is that enough?"

The White Wolf King was surprisingly cooperative.

"You're not coming?"

Mike was a bit surprised. Based on his understanding of the Tower of Truth, if he truly got three factions to 100% Exploration Rate, the tenth floor would definitely change!

Just like the third floor before, everything would have new changes. Staying in Mistveil Castle likely wouldn't end well. In other words, escaping meant survival!

"I can't leave."

The White Wolf King raised an arm, showing the countless chains wrapped around it, "This castle was built to imprison me. That damned Prince Vladimir..."

Mike corrected, "Count, he's Count Vladimir now."

"Count?!"

The White Wolf King was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, shaking the entire castle. "That old fool finally got what he deserved!!"

"This is the best news I've heard today, if it's true!"

With the White Wolf King settled, Mike only needed to take nine werewolves to achieve 100% Exploration Rate for the [Werewolf faction].

"Well, I need to know your original escape plan."

Mike needed to complete his previous task to increase his [Vampire faction] Exploration Rate.

"No problem. If everything is in a cycle, nothing we do can change fate. We can only hope for you and your Big Brother Morpheus. Even the strongest wolf can't lift itself by the scruff of its neck."

"Actually, it can. Cerberus, show him."

Mike lightly kicked Cerberus Phantom. Cerberus cooperated, one head grabbing another's scruff, while the remaining head blew air at the ground, lifting the entire body.

White Wolf King: ....

"It's a dog, not a wolf."

"You're all canines, close enough."

The White Wolf King insisted, "It's a dog, not a wolf."

"I'll rename it Hellhound Wolf and call you White Dog King. Would that make you happier?"

"..."

In this battle of wits, Mike emerged victorious. After reaching an agreement, Mike completed his task and prepared to leave the dungeon.

"Good luck."

The White Wolf King was dragged back into the shadows by chains. He pointed to his heart, where Ares' sword scar was, "If Ares truly exists, tell him his sword is really impressive."

Accompanied by guards, Mike walked towards the castle's upper hall, checking the methods to achieve 100% Exploration Rate for the [Human faction].

[Kill Vladimir, Human faction Exploration Rate +50%]

[Destroy Mistveil Castle, Human faction Exploration Rate +50%]