Dungeon Maker

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The Northern Army was an army that could not be found in the history of the border. The number of labor horses contained in a large mass was over 100,000, even though they were not all together yet.

The movement of the troops was like mountains and forests walking on the ground. Moreover, the northern army did not consist solely of ground forces. Several flying monsters and giant monsters covered the sky.

It was a sight to marvel at leaving Pia. In fact, the hillbillies who were observing Northern troop movements from afar were overwhelmed by wonder and fear.

Asmodeus, king of color, was in the midst of such a great army. It was in a battlefield drawn by a giant HYDRA with seven heads.

HYDRA drags you around like a wagon. It looked like a moving palace.

The king of color stood by the window. Instead of the red sky in the magic system, a gray cloud covers your head. A cold breeze blows through the rains of pursuit.

The hole in the sky reopened. The image of a new person was the same as before. The power of the celestial system was still a deadly poison to the spiritual beings.

Thousands and hundreds of years ago. It was a long time ago, but the king of color did not feel that way. It wasn't just because she had lived so long.

I still felt like I would go back to that time if I closed my eyes. In those days, when the sinful kings gathered together for the first time in the history of the world, they united themselves against an enemy outside the kingdom of heaven.

The king of color sensed no eyes. It was useless. It's been over a thousand years. Remembering the past doesn't change anything. As if regretting a few times doesn't change the past.

When the raid on the king of arrogance, who was trying to subdue the Magic Cube in the morning, failed, the king of greed thought differently for a moment.

Why don't we just stop fighting like this?

Do we really have to conquer the South?

The king of violence is dead.

There was no king of the appetites and no king of Jill.

The king of arrogance ascended to the height of Mamon's past. No, I've already surpassed Mamon just by discussing magical powers.

The king of fury and nathan still have the king of greed, but none of them has the power to stand against the king of arrogance.

There were four kings' lands: arrogance, jealousy, color, and appetite. Even Mamon could not reach this vast land.

I mean...

So I just wanted to stop fighting. The south could never aim for the north first. As soon as the king of arrogance made his decision, he could have peace under tension, just as he did a few months ago.

The raindrops were cold, and the king of color awoke from his dreams. It was foolish. I have lived for thousands of years, but things have not changed before.

When I fought against the heavens with Mamon, it was never beautiful. The king of Jill was forced to surrender, and the king of arrogance expressed his fierce inferiority. The king of color himself was merely a question among such kings.

It was impossible to stop the king of arrogance. Just as the king of arrogance tried to betray Mamon and couldn't stop him, he couldn't resist the king of arrogance himself this time.

When Mamon finally saved the magic system by sacrificing herself, the king of color saved.

I understood the emptiness that came to the face of the king of arrogance at the moment when the Mamon Family actually fell.

The king of color himself knew no longer the king of arrogance. The day Mamon saved the Magic Cube, the king of arrogance crossed the irreversible river.

The king of color turns away. In the middle of the dark room is a large throne. The king of arrogance lies half asleep on the throne. I didn't even flinch like a statue.

The king of arrogance ate away the royal family of arrogance. It was not a metaphor. Wounded by the suicide of the king of violence, he gathered together all the proud families he had borne for the last thousand years and killed them all. I ate all the essences they had.

I didn't even miss the failures that occurred in the process of making one of the best. The number of essences absorbed by the king of arrogance counted a thousand, and his dominance minimized the losses in the process of essence absorption.

The king of color approached the king of arrogance. The only survivors of those who followed the king of arrogance on the day the king of violence exploded were Abrahaxax and Bifrost. And now they are somewhat distant from the king of arrogance. It was because of the horror that the essence could be taken away from you.

The king of color did not stop. After coming to the front of the throne, I gazed quietly at a monster named King of Arrogance.

What would have happened if the king of color himself had sided with the king of greed hundreds of years ago?

What if he refused to help the king of arrogance, saying, "Come back in a thousand years and help yourself."

The king of color embraced the king of arrogance. Only impossible assumptions this time. The king himself could never do that.

A creature that has taken the flesh of its offspring for thousands of years.

A fanatic who treated his children like dogs and cows for a thousand years and created the best one.

A butcher who killed over a thousand of his own flesh and blood.

Nevertheless, he did not covet the king of color's own essence and sin. No, I didn't think of that at all. As if the king of color himself could not finally leave the king of arrogance.

The door to the heavens was reopening. In the south were the 12 servants of Mamon and the Citri of the King of Natai who experienced betrayal a thousand years ago. Nothing like a grand union to deal with a public enemy called the Celestial Realm could ever be accomplished.

The door of the heavens was like a time limit. It was a good analogy to the water that was kicked under my feet.

I had to finish the fight before it was time.

‘When this fight is over. ’

Once we defeat the Southern armies, close the gates to the Celestial Realm and get it over with.

Will the king of arrogance be satisfied then? Can we cast off Mamon's shadow and smile again?

The king of color no longer thought. You bury your head in the lap of the arrogant king. I tightened my cheeks to find just a little warmth.

The king of color closed his eyes. I drew the future instead of the past.

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The Garden of Life was still. It's because the skeletons who were farming under the blue sky disappeared day and night.

There was no skull giggling and no mercenaries trying to get away with it when I had the chance. You also hear hundreds of plows whirring around in a frenzy under Desknight's command.

It was over a month ago. And that month was too long for Yuria, who had only been counting a year since she was born.

Treant, the Guardian of the Garden of Life, stumbles in front of the potato field. Even the gardener, Skazaha, left the Garden of Life to shade Yuria, who was still on agriculture day, just like yesterday.

Yuria crouches, digging up potatoes, and suddenly drops her hoe. I crouched and looked around.

It was vast. I hadn't thought of this when I was with the Skull troops, but today I felt too wide.

“Woof?”

“Whip?”

At the same time, GOOKS and Knuckles look back at Yuria. Yuria picks out a piece of paper by looking around her neck instead of dealing with them. It was a chicken exchange ticket I gave you last time.

Originally, I tried to use it right away when Gaju came back, but I couldn't use it. It was because the Lord and everyone else were busy even after He returned.

Yuria was not unconscious. I also heard great stories from John and Ron in the Goblin Rangers, one of the oldest dungeons in Mamon. The Lord and Mamon family members now had a big fight in front of them to rule the entire destiny.

So I shouldn't have pushed him. Yuria decided to wait quietly until it was over. After the fight, everything will go back to the way it was. I just needed a little patience.

“Lord, I hope you come back soon. Right?"

Yuria gives a big smile. The duck and the whimper follow, and the three of them start hovering again.

Treants wave their branches for those three. I made a cool breeze.

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Burgrim worked as quietly as ever. He left the Maze of Greed and joined the northern expedition, where he was finalizing the weapons used by the Mamon family Marines.

Likum, the leader of the Black Orc War and the leader of the Mamon Family, sat across from Vergrim and inspected his armor.

Burgrim was naturally speechless, and Likum was fond of horses before the battle. There was only silence between the two of them.

Burgrim taps the hammer. Likum suddenly raises his head and looks back at his sword as he tries to speak to Burgrim.

I think it was yesterday that I raided the Mamon family under Foras' command, but time has already passed.

‘But I felt close enough at the time. ’

I remember when I took the Lord of the Mamon family and visited the Free City. As I watched him defeat the Rand Worm, I remembered my eyes wide open.

Likum smiled unknowingly. It reminds me of a time when I fought an army of Embryos. I thought I was really going to die.

‘It was amazing. ’

I had never seen a Bone Dragon before, and I had never seen anyone defeat a Bone Dragon on their own.

Go, Lord.

The greedy king.

Likum shakes his head. I got rid of useless thoughts. It was not important to be close and far away. Likum himself was the proud leader of the Mamon Family. That was enough.

Burgrim taps the hammer again. That sounded so cheerful.

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Above the deck of Tiamet the Red Dragon was the overlook of the Southern Army's camp. Tigris, standing alone, looks up at the sky as it gradually turns black, bites a cigarette in his mouth. In the far north, the wind from the north was cold, thanks to the heavy loads pouring in.

Tigrius said.

“What about Eligos? ”

“Ellie's brother is in the middle of something right now. And the night is long. I'll see you later anyway. It's okay. ”

Ofelia, standing next to Tigris, similarly asked for a cigarette. Unlike Tigris, it was a pretty old-fashioned bear squad.

Since the time when the Mamon Family lacked hands and struggled, they have been taking care of the household outside the Mamon Family. We also worked together to build fortified cities north of the void, so we were never far behind. It was okay to be between grandfather and granddaughter.

Tigris only smokes politely, and Ofelia throws up a long, white smoke. He suddenly said as if he had remembered.

“So much has changed, hasn't it? In a short time. ”

Dragon did what the king of arrogance wanted. The Southern Army, like the Northern Army, was marching to a place where the Gates of Heaven were opened a thousand years ago.

There are only a few days left. In a few days, the fate of the Magic System will be decided. Tigris watches the north and opens his mouth.

“History……. ”

The words blur. Ofelia looks back at Tigrius, and Tigrius draws a gentle smile for the old man.

“I thought I'd only seen it in history. ”

Ofelia laughs, too. She smiles like the Karr girl, and asks again, "Fix the bear stand."

“I see. Who would have thought the Southern Cousin Tavern Lady would come this far? ”

If I see myself with six horns, what will Father Endellion say? Will he be proud or jealous that he wants to be?

“How well did we meet our owners? ”

Although the beginning was compulsory, it was not after that.

“I can't deny it. ”

Tigrew turns away after a pack of smoked ashtrays. I wanted to engrave his name firmly because I was standing in a scene in the history of King Lee.

“He's a young man. ”

Looking at Tigris' solid back, Ofelia reaches for a brief flat bear-band. I looked up at the northern sky, where there was a heavenly gate.

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All the servants of the Arena, one of the main members of the Mamon family, gathered in one place and shared their discourse. There were over a hundred people, each from a different country, but it was only a thousand years old. It was in the Arena, where I couldn't feel the flow of time, but a thousand years was enough time to build all kinds of passions.

Among the fighting horses in the Arena, the crowds that were sitting together were also the housewives of the Mamon Family. While discussing such chatter, the former housekeeper, Yukrazion, raised his head. I blinked my big eye under the gray hair.

“Kaiwan?”

Kaiwan waved his hand instead of answering and approached the housewives. Yucrazion tilts his head.

“Why isn't our wishful mass by the Lord's side? ”

“Isn't it supposed to turn emotional at the start of a battle so you can play around with your loved ones? ”

Some of the ranchers added a voice. Unlike when I was in the Arena, my voice was quite lively.

“It's only a few days away, so don't worry. ”

Kaiwan, who was reasonably answerable, sat next to his favorite ancestor, Yukrasi. I took a quick look around and asked.

“What about Gu Zion?”

“I'm hanging out with someone I love. ”

“Don't go looking for him. You'll be embarrassed.”

“Are you in the middle of something? ”

There were consecutive voices among the ranchers. When I was in the Arena, the placenta was as dull as a corpse, but how long has it been since I came out?

“Don't be ridiculous. I was just avoiding the table for a while. I think he's a member of the original year. Don't worry, I'll come back later tonight, and I'll just start hanging out without a circle. ”

Ticklish Kaiwan raises one of the empty glasses that was placed in front of the Eucracy. He opened his eyes wide and asked, instead of filling the cup of Kaiwan.

“Is it really that simple? ”

Unlike the other housewives giggling in jest, Kaiwan felt embarrassed by the appearance of Eucracy as if he was genuinely worried. Thinking about what to say, I just filled the glass with my own hands.

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The cup was filled elsewhere. Kirtimuka, who was pouring out the elixir to the king of fury, asked in a gentle voice.

“You're not coming? ”

“Where are you going? ”

“You know.”

Kirtimuka smiles lightly, covering his mouth with a cauldron like hand. The face of the Furious King, who may be naive, but never lacks knowledge, turns red.

“Mi, do you want to stop talking crazy? ”

“You haven't married yet, but hmm. ”

Kirtimuka shudders again, and the King of Fury is in a frenzy. And Gardi, who was watching them quietly, finally chose a smile.

As the king of fury became the enslaving servant of the king of greed, so did Gardi and Kirtimuka. The relationship between the king of fury and the slave labor force itself was not severed, but it could no longer affect each other. The evidence showed that Gardi Mundi and Kirtimuka did not share the power they gained as the king of fury became a slave.

Even though the battle of Mahjong's destiny is only days away, Kirtimukana, the king of fury, blushing his cheeks, is dead. It was more fun for two people to have this much fun than to be afraid of bees.

After a moment of deliberation, Gardi decides to help Kirtimuka, who has been restless for a long time. It was rude to hold onto the Lord, but I couldn't help but notice how cute the raging king was.

In the fierceness of two loyal friends and servants, the king of fury quickly became a tear.

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Guzion and Skazar hold each other in their arms and say nothing. I enjoyed each other's warmth through touching skin.

There was no need for new angles. The day I left Mamon alone, I was filled with tears of blood. For the last thousand years, I didn't have to make a commitment and put it out of my mouth.

Skazaha kisses Guzion. Gu Zion hugged Skazaha's awkward body to be crushed.

Eustace did not look at the card point. It was like a thousand years ago. I was going to follow the logic.

Yuno did not blame Eustace for that. I went to see Richard, who was silent before and now. Richard's silent mouth, still as a rock, was firmly closed today.

But Richard was never mute. Yuno still remembers Richard's voice, his cries.

Mamon's 12 servants did not talk. I remembered the past. I remembered what everyone had in common that day.

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A red carpet rests on the bottom of the Red Dragon's Captain Tiamet's stone. Katarina and Eligos are next to the dragon that sits on top of it. Skull rolls around on the ground.

Avatar of Dess- Despite being truly mythical, it was a perfect skull for rolling the floor. Yongho chuckles, recalling the skull of his days as a skeleton worker.

Eligos was baking pancakes directly in front of dragon hoes. It was the landscape I saw every day when Yongho was just in Mamon Family's household.

Even though the wrinkles were noticeably reduced and the body was much better, there were parts of Eligos that remained the same as Skull. He used to be the Dragonhead of the Mamon family, both now and then.

“Smells good. ”

“Almost there. ”

Eligos smiles softly and turns the frying pan he bought from Dragon Tiger's Handover onto the stove.

It was a request of Dragon to bake pancakes without fail. Although Mamon was not the Demon King's room, the dragon perfumed Eligos by the giant on the carpet, the skull rolling the floor, and the pancake baker.

When I was a kid, I used to play RPG games and I used to enjoy comics like this. Before the final battle, my colleagues sat down to tell me the story of Dorado.

At the time, I was complaining about the archery at the last minute, but now I think I know. I had a big fight that might be the last, and I thought I'd like to talk to my colleagues - or my colleagues - in front of the battle that was destined for the Magic System.

Five years ago -- no, six years ago now, my father said,

‘There is the blood of the Demon King in our household. ’

Five years later, Katarina and Eligos came to find themselves.

Everything that happened after that.

I've been through so much already. There were too many things I wouldn't have experienced if I had been a regular college freshman in my transition.

The dragon turns its head to the side. In the morning, Katarina, who was weak and strong at night, was staring at the pancakes with bright eyes.

“The same goes for Katarina. ”

“Yes?”

Katarina flinches her ear and looks back at the dragon. The dragon drags its tongue.

“At first, I thought it was a really cool neighborhood. You're bluffing.”

I couldn't help but feel hesitant as I cried over the Crimson Ogre. Katarina narrows her lips and slaps the dragon's arm with a flimsy tail. It was one of the few insubordinate rebels she could do to Dragon Hoe.

But that's when it happened.

“Huh?"

The dragon raises its voice with its eyes wide open, and Katarina fixes her tail, noticeably embarrassed, perhaps because she hit her tail.

But it wasn't like that. I didn't want to get mad at Katarina for being tailed.

Yongho said, as if it were absurd.

“Your evolutionary skills are full? ”

Evolutionary skills were acquired through combat as well as through everyday life. And I just had a tailspin full of Katarina's evolutionary skills.

It's only been a short time since the merger was strengthened, but evolution has long passed. It was ridiculous that the tail was on the end, but it was time to start.

“Hold still. ”

Yongho triggered the power of evolution. I looked at the evolutionary status window for some reason.

[Name: Katarina (Female)]

[Race/Title: Shadow Queen (Hybrid)]

[Archetype: Mine (Superior)]

[Attribute: Wind Level 4/Darkness Level 10]

[Object Nature]

[Innocence/sloth/yawning]

[Object Accuracy]

[Charm/Magic Power/Agility/Skill]

[Evolution Skill: 100/100]

[Charm Specialty Level 7 | (5.5)]

[Health Specialty Level 5 | (4.5)]

[Agility Special Level 9 | (6)]

[Magic Specialty Level 9 | (5.5)]

[Skill Specialty Level 8 | (5.5)]

[Attribute Enhancement Level 7 | (5.5)]

It was a magnificent evolutionary window compared to when I first encountered it. The dragon that saw the object's natural item couldn't help but laugh. It was really Catarina that was so naive and crude.

“Okay, so let's evolve in a minute. ”

Catarina, who liked the word evolution, blushed her cheeks at the appearance of the dragon without hiding the natural ‘chaos’ of the individual. I'm nervous, so my tail stands flat.

[My Lord.]

[Harassment is rising sharply.]

“Skull.”

Skull chuckles and Eligos chuckles. Dragon Hoe lays his hands on Katarina's sheep thighs, wondering what to do with her. Yongho himself was never confused. The day I first discovered Amon, I wanted to recreate the moment I evolved Catarina.

Katarina laughed in the end. Yongho focused on consciousness.

The power of evolution was triggered.

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The night is deep. Citri awakens alone as everyone falls asleep, gazing into the darkness.

It was the same as in the past but different.

Under the gates of heaven, the final battle was the same, but the target and purpose were different.

There was no unfair betrayal. It was a simple fight against the enemy with all your might.

Citri chewed on the past as she always did. I remembered the most bitter and vivid memory.

The moment Mamon died in Citri's own hands.

Citri herself took Mamon's last breath.

Mamon told me not to cry. I smiled at the last moment.

“Mamon.”

Below the opening of the Celestial Gate is the tomb of Mamon in the void. It was a place to look down on the final battle with the king of arrogance.

Citri hugged her shoulder. Once again, I resolved to think of Mamon's last smile. I've made my point. No matter what happens this time, I won't have the same effect.

The night was deep.

Dawn draws near to Citri.

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End

chu Yong-ryong