Dungeon Maker

Chapter 54 - Encounter

The heart of the dungeon was household owners.

When Gaju died, the soul of the dungeon also died. The dungeon where the soul of the dungeon died was unable to perform various functions of the dungeon, and even if the dungeon itself survived, the power supply was cut off and dried up shortly.

In the dungeon battle, guarding the owner was just as important as guarding the heart of the dungeon.

This was also the reason why Household's rooms were usually located near the heart room of the dungeon. Gaza was to be protected in a thorough defence.

But ironically, it was often the most powerful force in the dungeon. It meant that the king would arise if he could not use his most powerful weapon and had to hide it.

In chess, Gaju was a combination of king and queen. It was the best word to cross the enemy camp, but at the same time, it was like a double-edged sword that would be defeated in the game if only one of them died.

And so was the king.

A "country" controlled by each of the kings could be called a giant dungeon, a collection of dozens of dungeons.

The king was the most powerful force in the country. Contemporary warfare would be like a tactical core.

The movements of the kings were important. Depending on where the king was, the front itself could change.

There were times when he hid himself so thoroughly that he was the king of color, and there were times when he was more active than the king of fury to deter his enemies.

The king of the appetite preferred the way of the king of color rather than the way of the king of fury. But this time, I had no choice but to follow the ways of the Furious King. It was because the power of the dragon army that the king of violence had marched on was so great.

The king of the appetizers, who had deployed half his troops to the southern border with the king of Jill, exposed himself. The King of the Eaters' Friends, who led the giant monsters, caused horror in everyone just by marching forward. The people who were surprised by the dragon army that had suddenly come close to them found peace in fear. They praised the king of the appetizers, saying that their king was the best.

However, the king of the appetizers, who was leading his own army, was not satisfied.

The dragon army was larger than I could have imagined.

Flying monsters like Wyvern and Drake, which occupy most of the dragon army, were not a problem. Thousands of them, but not much of a threat.

The problem was the dragon, too. There were too many dragons.

With only one dragon, there were as many as dozens of dragons able to wreak havoc on the battlefield. When he was fully grown, he turned five or six of the ancient dragons into men.

At this rate, even the king of the appetizers had to be nervous. Of course, the king of the appetizers had all kinds of monsters and servants. It was never a matter of fear for the dragon army stationed at the border.

What disturbed the king of the appetites the most was that what angered him the most was the unknown location of the king of violence.

Immediately after the dragon army began marching, Dragon Rare, the reigning king of violence, became literally a land of mortality. Unless the king himself or his most beloved elite troops were dispatched, ordinary scouts could not access them.

Where is the king of violence now, who sent out the dragon army? Is he still crouching in his dragon rare? Or are you enjoying a polymorphic version of dragon proprietary rights?

Concealing a king's position was just as powerful a strategy as revealing his position. It was very annoying to deal with a mortal enemy who didn't know when or where it would appear.

The appetite could not soothe the wrath of the appetite king. No matter how much I ate the pile of mountain licorice, no matter how much I coveted Apsaras and all the beautiful women, my frustration did not subside.

Why is the King of Violence moving now?

Where the hell is he now?

The king of the appetite felt a new appetite in his rage.

Southern. The land I thought I could get drunk anytime I reached out.

The king of the appetizers suppressed himself. I was a little more patient.

Now that there is a threat to the king of violence, the king himself cannot make a move. Now was the time to wait. I needed to watch the trend a little more.

‘The king of violence. ’

The king of the appetizers sharpened his teeth. I kept staring at the south for days when I would tear his heart out.

&

The King of Fury looks south. However, it was somewhat different from the king of the appetizers. What she saw was the land of the south-west - the king of violence.

“What the hell were you thinking? ”

The king of fury, clothed in white, twists his fingers at his dark blue hair. Unlike what I expected at the auction, there was no envoy or letter from the king of violence. The king of fury, like the king of the appetites, had no idea what the king of violence was up to.

After returning from the auction, Kirtimuka, who had been stubborn in her yaksha kidney armor, swallowed an elongated dry saliva. I lowered my voice with a nervous face.

“Perhaps the Dragon Legion of Violent Kings will ambush us? ”

Most of the Yakshas and Assyrians responsible for combat were stationed at the northern and eastern borders. In this situation, if the dragon army in the south comes forward, they will be forced to fall behind.

It was the most terrible family for the king of fury and his men.

The King of Fury shakes his head vigorously.

“No way. You don't have to worry about that. Rather, we need to be prepared for the possibility of the king of the appetizers running wild. ”

It was not just a child's tantrum. The King of Fury trusted his insight. The king of violence was still her own ally.

Kirtimuka's resolute attitude toward the King of Fury is silent. It was because he knew the King of Fury was stubborn, but even more so, he trusted the King of Fury.

Kirtimuka talks back.

“I'm worried the battle in the North isn't over yet. ”

The king of fury sighs. The situation in the north was still dominated by the arrogant king. If this continued, a situation would come to pass that the king of the appetites would not want.

The battle in the North annoyed me by thinking about it. Either way, it was clear that a larger war would erupt in succession.

The North was a big time bomb.

Kirtimuka realizes her mistake as the furious king's expression rapidly darkens. I urgently asked the King of Fury to speak kindly.

“The hillside villagers scouting everywhere will bring good news. ”

“Hopefully. ”

He was completely ill, medicated, and an appetite, but the king of fury didn't mind. I looked at the south a little more and made fun of my hands like a habit. Kirtimuka asked.

“But, my lord, What are you drawing like that? ”

“Huh?"

Kirtimuka glances at the King of Fury's hand, and the King of Fury looks down at his own. There was a pencil in your right hand and a sheet of paper on your thigh. I made fun of Zec's hand without thinking, but now I see a decent portrait.

The King of Fury was embarrassed.

“Oh, oh, oh? ”

Among his followers, it was Kandariba who stood out throughout the arts. As the head of Gandarba, the King of Fury's painting skills were exceptional. Even though it was a sketchy picture, it contained photographic precision.

One day, Kirtimuka approaches the King of Fury and looks down at the drawing.

“You're handsome. You're a man, right? ”

“Oh, yeah. Well……. ”

The King of Fury awkwardly blurs his words. Kirtimuka narrows her eyes and notices that the furious king's gaze is wandering off to find a place to go.

Kirtimuka thinks, and then vomits in horror.

“Huff! Is that the guy from the auction house? Is this imaginary?! Oh, my God... I never thought you'd get this deep. Did you imagine your face with one eye? Are you in that deep? ”

“Sa, it's not imaginary. I saw it for real.”

The King of Fury grumbles. Somehow my face felt feverish.

Kirtimuka asks again.

“You mean the Masked Face? ”

“Just for a moment.”

The King of Fury has regained his composure. He said, cooling the fever on his face with a hand stroke.

“Anyway, stop talking crazy. It's just a boredom.”

But Kirtimuka was still narrowing his eyes. I just picked it up, looked at the portrait and said in a serious voice.

“Participating in a special auction means there are quite a few. Or at least you're good at it. If only it were under the command of another king...... Maybe it would be a big help to you. ”

“Well, should I? ”

The King of Fury flinches slightly. Kirtimuka smiles again. I didn't think his owner would be interested in a man who had so few handsome Devana Gandarvas to fill the barracks.

But that was the moment. A cool breeze blows through a large open window. The translucent white cloths flew without a hitch, and Kirtimuka had to close her eyes for a moment.

But the king of fury was different. She gets up from her seat and greets another friend of hers.

“Gardi Mundi!”

What appeared through the window was powder-gardi in red-scale armor. With red feathers, wings, and bird-like feet, she played the eyes and ears of the furious king as she roamed the world apart from the hillsides.

Gardi jumps out of the window frame, waving a small wave to the angry king who greets him without hesitation and approaches the furious king.

Kirtimuka has blown Noho Castle.

“How rude! How many times do I have to tell you to go through the front gate when you know your master! ”

It was a terrifying pain like Yaksha. However, Gardymoondi's anger spills into his ears as if it were a familiar matter. Of course, Kirtimuka grows stronger, and the king of fury quickly opens his arms to mediate between the two.

Gardi kneels to pay tribute to such a furious king. Then I blinked. I stood up again, even though I had not finished expressing the examples.

“No, bitch! ”

“Huh? Isn't that the mother lode of House Mamon? ”

The disdain of Kirtimuka mixed with the voice of Gardi Mundi. Gardi nods in succession, quickly snatching the portrait from Kirtimuka's hand.

“I think it's quite cosmetic, like what the woman with the clicks drew... but I think the current owner of the Mamon family is right. Where did you get this? ”

The last question was towards the King of Fury.

“The family heiress of House Mamon? ”

“Tell me more. Do you know this man? ”

This time, the King of Fury and Kirtimuka's voice were mixed. Gardi shrugs.

“Aldama. He's been scouted this time. ”

The eyes of the furious king grow wide. Kirtimuka begins to be anxious. In Mamon family, they both knew each other. But I still needed confirmation.

Gardi twitched his eyebrows a few times as if their reactions were strange and then said in exaggerated tone as if they were playing a play.

“Chon Yong Ho, the current housekeeper of the Mamon Family. A hot man who was unhappy with the building of the ruined Mamon Family, and had gone through the whole Southern space. ”

&

[Woohoo. Khh. Good!]

[The amount of weapons is enormous.]

[This should be enough to arm the entire Black Orc battalion with magical armor!]

After taking over the armory, Lucia says vigorously.

The inside of the armory was simple. A large room with high ceilings was stocked with cabinets, and again, a string of weapons were attached to them. I felt like I was in a big market.

Like Dragon Hoe, Kaiwan, the descendant of the Mamon Family, opened his chest wide. He said with a little pride and a lot of pride.

“This is where the eight hands of Varuna's creations are stored. Of course it's amazing. ”

At that moment, Dragon Ho, who thought of Kaiwan's armory, smiled. I close my eyes once and open them to examine the magical power in the armory.

It was confusion itself. Among the weapons depots, there was really nothing that wasn't enchanted.

One of the party's most magical creatures, Tigris, picks up a knife close at hand. I pulled it out of the blade, examined it and said.

“Most of them seem to be enchanted, such as sharpening or reinforcing materials. With all this gear armed... the battle strength of the Skull troops will be truly terrifying. ”

Synchronization alone was already a Skull force that surpassed the usual skeleton forces. If they were all armed with magic weapons, they would be a hundred soldiers.

“Skull.”

A smiling skull points up inside the armory. Even in Chuck's view, it was a place where there were special items that were not in the shape of a goat.

Armor. I need armor. ’

In fact, the current configuration of the Mamon family members was quite asymmetrical. Almost entirely consisted of skilled "warriors" in melee combat.

In online gaming, there were few long-distance dealers at parties like wizards and archers, and there were no healers there.

Of course, in the case of Yongho himself or Kaiwan, he was able to attack a long distance enemy with a green sword or a quadruplet sword. There was only one, but there was also Tigris, the Wizard.

But it was not enough. Given the situation at hand with the serving horses, we could use a ranged dealer and a wizard to organize a more efficient party.

‘But you can't rush a servant. ’

Because of that, Dragon Hoe wanted armor. We were unable to replenish our troops immediately, so we had to find ways to make the most of our existing troops.

The dragon saw that both the dragon itself and the slave laborers had enough attack power. However, he was weak in defense. Even at a poor level The reinforcement of the defense force was even more desperate because there was no healer to use in the front line.

“Leotard of the Dragon? ”

The first thing that came into dragon's eye was red leather armor wrapped in a body only mannequin with no arms and legs.

Actually, the horse is armor. It was thin enough to be almost a size. I even thought it was an all-in-one swimsuit without arms and legs.

But it was armor in Mamon's armory. The magical power I felt was unusual.

Kaiwan, standing next to Dragon Hoe, once looked at the plaque on the mannequin's neck and smiled.

“Made of dragon hide. It's for women, but it looks good on me and Katarina. I don't think we should disturb the movement. Who is our Yongho going to give this to? ”

Katarina's voice is faint, and her ears are deafening. Dragon Hoe smiles and replies.

“There's another one over there. We can both wear them. ”

Kaiwan frowned as if this wasn't what he was after, and Katarina liked it with a soft tail.

Eligos raises his voice.

“Oh! I found something that suits Gaju. ”

The dragon hoe, as well as the gaze of everyone in the armory, turns to Eligos. Eligos points to the armor in front of him with a very satisfied face.

No one vomited elasticity first. The moonlight, as if melted, caught the eye of the left.

Metallic dragon armor.

Armor made of scales and hides of rare silver dragons among the dragons.

End

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