Dungeon Maker

It was a straight line beyond my wildest thoughts. There are only a few corners, and there are no common traps or bottles.

If I was this careful, I would be nervous. Moreover, the overhead lights continue to irritate Savannah's nerves.

Hellhound barks loudly as he comes out of the bottle, turning his back on himself. Savannah saw two lanes. One was a sideways ramp and the other was a downward ramp. There was only light on the side of the ramp as if it were a temptation.

I glanced back and forth among the ten. The last time they exchanged doctors with one another's eyes, they looked at their leader, and Savannah nodded. Otherwise, I was beginning to feel anxious. Savannah opens up her power, hoping that all this deception of the Mamon family isn't just a bluff.

Five horns with the power close to six.

Following Savannah, the other six mercenaries opened their magic in succession. Even the weakest ones had five horns. It was too much power to invest in a real dungeon.

The summoners were shocked by the strength of the enslaved servants in a row and took some time to regain their calm.

Hellhounds, who had recovered as quickly as they had been farthest from the serving horses, took the lead from here to the slope. Followed by an additional undead squad summoned by Bifrost.

How long has it been since we've been down that ramp like that? Even though he had to go down from work to do something, something happened to him. Bright, bright sunlight pours down from the black ceiling instead of blurry lights.

That's not all. A fresh breeze blows. There was a vast acreage of grain in front of my eyes.

The golden glow echoes through the wind like waves. On the other hand, the fragrant scent of fruit was transmitted along the wind.

It was a beautiful, heart-warming sight, but the only thing I could feel was a strong camouflage.

The Hellhounds take a step inside the hesitant chasm. Bifrost, who pressed the dark robe like a necromancer, summoned the Skeleton Warriors in a row, revealing his nervousness.

The Skeleton Warrior he summoned has already surpassed three hundred. Even though the consumption of magical power and ingredients was not great, Bifrost only felt lacking a reason.

Despite nearly four hundred combined, the area of the granaries did not diminish at all. It was as vast an area as that.

Savannah had seen many dungeons under the command of the King of the Scythms, but this was the first dungeon. I could not have imagined that the sky and the sun would feel fresh wind within the dungeon.

And there are still no forces of the Mamon family.

Sabnach has prepared a new summoning. Bifrost moved the door scroll of the room to his left hand for use at any time.

And that's the moment. One of the earliest Hell Hounds arrived at the lake in the middle of the garden.

The energy of life is everywhere. Savannah and Bifrost, undead monsters from death, were momentarily overwhelmed with the power of life.

When I woke up, the landscape was somewhat different. A beautiful woman stands in the middle of a lake with nothing. With her blue, water-haired hair, she greets the Dozens with a bright smile.

“Welcome to the Garden of the Greedy King. ”

It was just a quick hello. But it was enough to cause confusion.

He was a servant of the king of the appetizers, and knew of any possibility the king of the Southern space might have.

A woman with blue, watery hair that emits enormous power of life.

The greedy king she mentioned.

There was a moment of interlock in my head. Arc Damon Siemens, one of the ten, cries out in a loud voice.

“The Immortal Witch Skazaha! Mamon's 12 Servants! ”

That's ridiculous. All 12 of the servants are dead. It's been over a thousand years since we lost history with Mamon, along with that greedy maze!

But Savannah could not deny Siemens' words immediately. The absurd voice came up to the end of the throat, but that was it. Savannah felt herself affirming Siemens' words. I felt the spiritual coolness and looked back at her again.

The blue-haired woman is still smiling. But the meaning of that smile was different until now.

“I'm not just saying the lady's name out loud, kid. ”

She teases your hand. The Garden of Life obeyed the gardener's orders. Dozens of giant trees rose in a flash and blocked the ramp behind the dozen.

Sabnach cut off his finger to perform his best summoning technique. Bifrost raises the scroll to open the door of the room. The rest of the Dozens were also combat-ready.

It was an unbelievably quick response. However, Mamon was no longer watching.

Through the full energy of life in the garden, a bright darkness blooms. It was death. The stench of unholy death spread like poison.

But something strange happened. Life and death did not push each other away because it was the supreme drama. Rather, they began to take care of each other. It was an unimaginable miracle that took Sabnak and Bifrost's gaze away.

In the middle of that gaze was a skeleton knight who was like the incarnation of death. Riding on the Dark Horse, he unleashes the power of death. Like the Dragon Pier, it frightens even Skeleton Warriors who are already in the realm of death.

Death rose in succession. Hundreds of skeleton troops suddenly appeared and surrounded the king of the appetizers. You start the charge as if you won't give us any more time.

It was reminiscent of the waves that were tearing down the sand castle. Despite being the same skeleton army, the undead forces of Bifrost could not stand the unity. It was already a one-sided massacre, not a fight.

Savannah completes the summoning as she did. A massive, dark red beast has been summoned over Savannah's head. It was an Ongoliant spider monster with eight legs.

The brief magical gap that created the appearance of the monster knocks Bifrost to his senses, tearing the scroll sharply. I focused on the consciousness again because the flow of magical power that was interfering with the door magic in the space was more than I expected.

One of Mamon's 12 servants, Skazaha, appears.

The Skeleton Knight and the Undead Army, which sprinkle the energy of death, have been unreasonably vigorous.

Here, however, seven of the ten gathered together. One by one, powerful beings with more than five horns.

So it was fine. I was able to concentrate as much as I needed to complete the door of the room.

And it was just Bifrost's illusion.

The moment I tried to concentrate again, I had to raise my head. The storm of powerful magical power erupts not far from you.

The magical power of the Ten One by One!

It wasn't Mamon's 12 servants. That caused even more horror.

Red beasts and beasts. Two red daemons, a pair of men and women.

Two of the Mamon family's most notorious slave laborers since before the battle with Embrio.

Dark Elf Hermit with white hair.

Mamon Family Escort Knight. A minister who has watched over the Mamon Family households from the very beginning, so the weakest must be the normal minister.

Tigris Randolt. A humble housewife in the Southern Hemisphere. The captain of House Mamon.

All but the nameless gray-haired woman were already known. And their strength had already been explicitly quantified and was written in the King of the Six Seasons' book.

However, as if he was laughing at all of them, he unleashed a miraculous magic. I couldn't believe it. This was impossible. No matter how strong a servant became with Gaju, this sudden growth was never too strong.

Only one possibility.

I hid my magic.

The Mamon Family deceived the whole world with rigorous deception.

“Bifrost! Focus! ”

Sabnach shouts. Each of the Dozens rolls their eyes. You stare at the Mamon Family slave horses who started their charge with a fierce force as they joined the battle.

Bifrost was right about Savannah. This was not the time to be alarmed. It was a sudden mission to open the door of the space and bring the master.

Obviously, the growth of the Mamon family was amazing. But they were teenagers. Their power was merely an outcry to them. Moreover, they have Sabnach on their side.

So it was fine. If Bifrost himself could complete the door to the room, this situation would soon be reversed.

But this time it was just a mistake.

The battle has already begun. The undead forces that Bifrost himself summoned and a group of Savannah's summoners were desperately slaughtered.

Nevertheless, I had to turn my eyes away. When the enslaved servants of the Mamon family appeared, an even more intense impulse forced the attention of the Ten.

Standing next to a blue-haired woman. One of the 12 servants of Mamon, the Immortal Witch Skazaha, bows in homage.

He reaches for the air. You grip the Spear of Flame that burns with the Flame of Crimson Flame.

The Fiery Demon King.

That is the name of the Mamon Family heirloom that has been known so far.

A lie that made me forget the truth before my eyes.

I can see that now.

If what you felt when you realized Skazaha existed was frightening, what you now feel is more like despair.

The Magpie Amon of Crimson Flame.

Twisting once to burn heaven and earth and evaporate the sea.

Leading the way among Mamon's 12 Servants.

There was only one person who could think of that kind of person.

And the vortex of unmatched magical power swirled like a convincing reasoning from Bifrost's desperate reasoning.

[My Lord.]

Amon's low voice echoes throughout the Garden of Life.

Without even thinking of completing the door to the room, Bifrost stretches out his hands. His king, the king of the appetizers, completely missed one thing.

The man in front of me was not just a child born of the power of greed.

He is already complete.

A new king who has inherited what was rightfully his.

Skazaha was right. There was only one word for the man in front of me. Bifrost sighs.

“The… king of greed. ”

The battle continues. The waves of greenery cover the Garden of Life.

&

Standing at the entrance of my brother's dungeon on the border, the king turned his back on his appetite for the reign of the king of violence. You step forward, concealing your urgency and disguising yourself as much as possible.

Afrashas, bound in chains and unable to leave the king's side, trembles with fear. Fortunately for them, the king of the appetizers did not vomit the same fierce rage as at the last auction house. Instead of killing and eating them, I ordered them to retreat.

The Apsaras quickly retreat, thankful for their good fortune. But some feared that this situation would not lead to greater misfortune.

The king of the appetizers left alone in the dungeon's heart chamber swallowed his breath. Once again, I vomited for a long time and focused on my consciousness. Through the heart of the dungeon, I repeatedly confirmed the unbelievable fact.

[All ties to the slave laborers have been lost.]

It was the same after several iterations.

The king of the appetizers closed his eyes. I grabbed my empty chest in an instant.

I vomited like a beast.

End

chu Yong-ryong