Dungeon Maker

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The enslaved servants of House Mamon gathered at the door control room on the ninth floor of the greedy maze. Once the long-range communications reached Ophelia and Tigris in Cadis Fortress, Yongho immediately took out the mainframe.

There were two main things that Yongho learned from the heart of the dungeon in Citri.

One, Citri is dying.

Two, the current location of Citri is somewhere in the north.

“Even through the heart of the dungeon, there was no clear location. Approximate location only. But we have to search the entire area for citrus. ”

The dragon's tone was resolute. The fiction of Ofelia, who carefully examined the map of light marked by Lucia in the air, commented.

“The Dungeon Chamber is influenced by the six kings and has its own municipalities all over the border. The Dungeon Chamber of Commerce is located near the place you mentioned. This is where the five board meetings will take place. ”

Ofelia points to the map with her hands raised. I felt like a municipality in the Dungeon of Congress because Lucia marked my area of light separately. The Dungeon Chamber of Commerce headquarters remained at the confluence of the three kings' borders: the Furious King, the Eating King and the Colorful King.

[Sir, here's the location of the doors in your current active space.]

Bright spots of light spread over the boundary preaching. Fortunately, there was a light near the Dungeon of Commerce headquarters, although the number was decreasing as we went beyond the blank space.

“The closest is in the land of the Colorful King. ”

It was not deep in the territory of color, but within the rule of the king of color anyway. But Dragon Ho didn't hesitate a bit. Even if the location of the gate was right next to the dungeon of the king of greed, he was ready to proceed with the operation.

Gu Zion said, Najjik.

“Sir, I think you're in a hurry. No one else is that Citri girl. You can't die that easy. ”

Yongho glanced at the Old Zion reflectively. It was because I remembered that Gu Zion usually has a compassion for Citri. The enemy was young at first glance.

However, Gu Zion faced such a dragon in a different manner than usual. Yongho sighs first. I acknowledged that I was excited myself and tried to get my mind right.

Tigris, who was watching quietly, speaks in a calm voice.

“I think it's important why this is happening. Citri is the Five Directors of the Dungeon Chamber, and at the same time the king of Natai. And it's not unusual for her to be left out in the north somewhere just before she dies. ”

“Minimum Dungeon Commercial Director. Maybe the king was involved. ”

Old Zion looks at me again. According to Amon, even though Citri was wounded beyond washing, she was the king of Natai. I could never have been in such a situation with the attacking fishermen.

“It doesn't matter. ”

Yongho stopped speaking to Gu Zion. If it was someone I'd fought before Citri was killed, they wouldn't be ordinary. But it really didn't matter.

“The only thing that matters is that we're going to get Citri. Lucia, I need you to mark the location of the door in the room again. ”

[Yes, sir.]

Whether it was influenced by the dragon, Lucia responded in a somewhat stiff tone and quickly followed the dragon's orders. Yongho continues to command.

“As you can see, the land of the king of color is closest. That's where we'll start our search. ”

It was urgent. I was nervous. He was definitely excited. However, his head was not completely stiff. With the exception of Citri, the dragon laid a rational foundation for everything else.

“It's not enough to lead Tiamet directly through the land of the king of appetite and the king of color. The king's grand finale is also a problem, but the bigger problem is also flight time. Therefore, instead of sending a large force through the flight, it utilizes the door of space. A small group of troops infiltrates the territory of the Colorful King and begins the search."

Yongho pauses for a moment and sees Salami and Buquepalos standing nervous behind the guards. Unlike the usual meetings, the reason for bringing the two together was here.

Salami, who evolved into a Fire Elemental Dragon, was able to adjust her size to some extent thanks to her enhanced spirit personality. If it was the highest size, more than four people could ride on it.

“We can't power it down because we need to focus on mobility. Furthermore, the number of doors in the space should be considered. So... From now on, the people I call will come with me. ”

Instead of coming directly to the Labyrinth of Greed, Ofelia and Tigris attended meetings by long distance communication because of the limited number of daily use of space doors. Movement through the door control room was limited twice a day.

Ofelia and Tigris cannot come. Yongho looks back at the rest of his men.

“Guzion, Skazaha, Kaiwan, Katarina, Skull. ”

Catarina was able to fly on her own, and Skull had buchepalos. Skazar, who can recover, must be taken.

“Eligos protects the labyrinth of greed. Ofelia and Tigris ask you to strengthen Cadis Fortress as usual. ”

We can't just leave the Maze of Greed empty now that something unexpected has happened that Citri was attacked. There is Richard of the Lion, but he still protects only the treasure chest.

Eligos takes orders from the dragon with a nervous face. Katarina raises her ears slightly to see if she's worried about the hurrying dragon.

Gu Zion, who was listening silently, lifted her finger.

“Sir, just one thing. Let's register the slave labor horse before we leave. ”

The land of the Colorful King was literally an unknown land. Furthermore, for Gu Zion, the king of color has always been the enemy from a thousand years ago until now. We had to strengthen our forces a little before we could enter the enemy camp.

Dragon Hoe was right about what Gu Zion said. I suppressed my desire to break into the door of space at least now and commanded Lucia. On one knee, I encountered the lowered position of Gu Zion.

“I'm sorry, Old Zion. ”

It was a ritual I wanted to do in a more appropriate place. Gu Zion glances back at the dragon's hand on his shoulder and gives a big smile.

“A ritual is enough when conquering the Arena. The other slave laborers didn't have a grand ceremony, did they? ”

The dragon showed a small smile. With the help of Lucia, Gu Zion was registered as the Dragon Warrior.

He was already the eighth serving horse. With each increase, the registration effect of the enslaved servants was felt, but it was not registered by anyone else, but in Old Zion.

The dragon felt a tremendous force join him. I closed my eyes and opened my horn without knowing it. And it was the same for all the serving men. Everyone has saved new power while keeping the horns open.

Particularly, changes in Guzion and Katarina were unusual. From the two horns, like the bulls of the Old Zion, which protruded regularly, the magical power swirled. Mamon regains some of the power she lost while she was dying.

Catarina's transformation was even more dramatic. Katarina, struggling with extreme pleasure and pain, screams, holding her shoulders together. A new horn emerges between her white hair as she looks at her white eyes. Like Kaiwan, he reached the sixth horn over the wall.

Other slave workers also felt an increase in strength. Dragon Hoe takes a long breath and vomits his magic down. The magical power of the enslaved horses, as well as themselves, calmed down and took their hands off the shoulders of the Old Zion.

Kaiwan quickly supported Katarina. Katarina's face was covered in cold sweat with a joyful smile.

Normally, I would have taken care of Katarina with Kaiwan, but now I was really in a hurry. You asked Skazaha to restore Katarina and then ordered Lucia to activate the chamber door.

Magnadon, the Mage of Mamon, is dead. However, the door of his inheritance, the space, did its part even now.

“Let's go.”

Yongho leads the way and enters the door of space. Kaiwan looked at the back of the dragon with somewhat alarming eyes, but soon followed behind Katarina.

After entering Guzion, Skazaha, Salami and Bucephalos, Skull looks at Eligos and pounds his chest as if not to worry. I smiled happily and finally entered the door of the room.

The remaining Eligos closes the door to the room. I prayed for the dragon's weight from afar.

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There were valleys and mountains in the land of the Colorful King. Carved cliffs and stony mountains have long been a natural fortress for the king of color's territory.

The door to the chamber lies inside the collapsed cavern. Although the entrance was blocked with large stones, it was disconnected from the outside, it held for more than a thousand years.

Amon produces only light from the flames of the Crimson Flame, driving out darkness. Gu Zion makes the rocks powder with a light fist, and Skaaza fixes the fallen places with moisture pulled from underground. It was to prevent the cave from collapsing again.

Thanks to the picturesque cooperation of the three Servants, Dragon Hoe was able to leave the cave within minutes of arrival.

The breeze blows fiercely through the canyon. Kaiwan faced a huge cliff in front of his eyes and looked around with anxious eyes. The rustling breeze leaves the scent of the blade ogres, the wild monsters that live in groups.

Ordinarily, if Citri was really dying, it was dangerous for monsters like that.

"But…"

The canyon was too wide to go on a search for goodwill. I didn't even know where to start and how to search.

The dragon swallowed a dry saliva. Amon whispers to the dragon in flames.

[Longing for citrus, my lord.]

[Maximize your appetite to gain the power of greed.]

The only thing I believed in was the guidance of greed. However, the situation was different from Katarina or Kaiwan, who became completely Yongho's own through the registration of a serving officer. Dragon had never possessed Citri.

Dragon has closed his eyes. I think of Citri. When I hold her, I think of the feeling I felt when I hold her in my arms.

It was definitely different from its own. But greed did not give up the hope of the dragon.

The aura of greed emanates from a terrifying aura that envelops everything around it. And soon they became one and led the way to the dragon.

It's not that far. Surprisingly close.

“Salami!”

Salami spreads her wings as Yongho instructs. You get as big as you can, then lie flat on your back. Yongho and Kaiwan, Gu Zion and Skazaha climb on their backs, and Salami flies without hesitation.

Bucephalos, who rode the skull, followed. Katarina spreads her shadow wings.

It was a low-altitude flight that wouldn't get caught in the air. Salami flew with all his might, and Bucephalos ran relentlessly over the walls of the canyon as well as the ground. Katarina flies ahead of Salami and watches the ground.

And then one moment. Katarina flies to the ground as if she were falling. Dragon Hoe felt a heartbeat beating in one place of his chest.

It was similar to when I encountered the king of fury or the king of the appetizers.

On the ground, there were many ogres with razor-like projections. They make a sudden appearance of hostility to Katarina, but only briefly. Skull and Bucephalos feared the Blade Ogres just for their appearance. The Blade Ogres staring at Skull with the sparkly eyes began to flee with no one's back first.

Salami settles on the ground. The dragon hurriedly jumped down followed the smoke of greed. There is something deep in the pile of rocks. There is nothing particularly visible about what kind of magical power it is, but the dragon can feel it. The pounding of my heart continued to grow.

‘The power of the nativity. ’

Dragon has taken a step after smoking greed. The greedy greed burns through the walls of Naratha.

At that moment, the space twisted like a gnat. Between the piles of rocks, two figures were revealed.

“Citri!"

Skazar shouted. She hurries toward the rubble. I swallowed my breath looking down at the two bloodied women.

It was Citri holding a woman with black wings in her hair. As it was a thousand years ago, she was as beautiful as ever, even though she was bloody.

Skazar wept. Citri was not to blame for her. There were no two colleagues who had traveled together through the catacombs a thousand years ago. I felt blessed even though I was just face-to-face.

Skazar's hands were full of vitality without a single tear to wipe away. You brought Citri and Samael to life.

“He's still alive. They're both very weak, but that's okay. I'm here. I'll never let you die. ”

Skazaha said that Yongho vomited a sigh of relief, suppressing the urge to hold Citri at once. Things went much better than I had feared.

‘Samael.'

Holding Citri in his arms, Samael, one of the five directors of the Dungeon Chamber, was clearly 'fastest wing’. It was clear that something had happened to Citri, not just by herself, but by her condition as well.

Is this an internal war in the dungeon chamber? ’

The Dungeon Chamber was still running normally at this moment. As a test, I had one of the eastern stockholders purchase the goods.

It was clear that it was a highly covert attack, whether it was an internal struggle or an external enemy. If you're attacked, you can't run the Dungeon Chamber like nothing happened.

Dragon stopped thinking. I approached Skazaha and quietly held Citri's hand.

The King of Natai. She stood by him until the end when all the other kings betrayed Mamon.

“Citri.”

The answer never came back. However, a little color began to appear on Citri's pale face.

Skazaha gives the Dragon Eye a signal. Dragon hugs Citri carefully, and Gu Zion hugs Samael.

“I just did a first aid. We need proper treatment in the Garden of Life. ”

The dragon nods. You tighten your arms around Citri and head for Salami. I left in a hurry.

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The dungeon of the king of Jill was the same as yesterday. Nothing has changed except the fact that the owner has changed.

The throne of the king of Jill.

For over a thousand years, there sat only one king, the king of arrogance.

The king of arrogance felt deep satiety. The power of the vagina beating in his heart made him even happier.

Leviathan, king of Jill, is dead. But his army was still fighting against a proud army. It was not that kind of military compassion - to fight to the end in spite of the master's death. Most of them had no idea that the king of Jill was dead. And interestingly, it was the same with arrogance that we didn't know.

Information was power. Over time, it was known that the King of Jill had died, and that the Dungeon Hall had become the king of arrogance. If so, we needed to delay that time as much as possible. Ignorance has always been a fatal weakness.

The king of color was the king of arrogance himself. I proved it was the wonder of Jill, not the wonder of color.

The king of arrogance closed his eyes and counted the numbers. I checked the plan for some irregularities.

First, the king of Natai.

It was better luck. "Citri" was preferable to the King of Natai, who did not hide somewhere. Surprisingly, she was the king of Natai, but according to Bifrost's report, Citri was a rebound. Moreover, he was likely to be praying for death right now.

The King of Fury was just a little hybrid. He didn't even know how to fight. He was a raging monkey who said he would save one more of his men on the battlefield. I was never the enemy of a girl who forgot she was king.

It was unpleasant, but the king of violence was powerful. Moreover, it was likely that the king of violence was the one who killed the king of the appetizers. Even if it were the case, it was clear that if he had not only captured the wonder of anger, but also the sin of appetite, he would have been more hostile to this day.

However, even so, each of them was only one sin.

The king of violence and the king of fury were never one. I couldn't do more than just blunt cooperation. The dragons were not called the proudly dismissive titles of the One King for nothing. Moreover, the king of Natai had no connection to the other two kings.

Three kings who would be hostile to the arrogant king himself. They each existed separately. It was just forces that did not have a 'centrifugal point’.

Then what should we do?

The answer was simple. The king of arrogance draws a line over the preaching of the word that comes to mind. You ordered the soul of the dungeon to deliver one message to the Culinary King's Faction.

It was the same with tradition.

The sun is setting and the night is upon us. On the darkest night of all, a group of gluttonists initiated a movement.

Advancing west.

Towards the realm of the Furious King.

Chapter 68 - The End of Acceptance, Chapter 69 - The Fury

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