Dungeon Reset

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[Ugh? Why is it empty here?]

The rabbit was confused.

As I entered the lair, I was waiting for a completely different look than I expected.

“My Lady!"

“I'm glad you're okay! ”

“Are you all right?”

“I'm glad you're okay, too, Jung-Dong. ”

The tribes of the forest who had entered the hideout first approached and examined the memory.

Because Jungdown carried the memory and ran first, they were only drooling here.

Meanwhile, the rabbit continued to wander around like a house guest.

[What the hell is this place? It's not what it looks like out there.]

Of course, there were no traps anywhere in the lair.

Even there was no corridor as complex and crude as the maze.

No, there was just nothing.

[This is just a drilled playground, isn't it?]

“Of course. I know I've been cooped up in places like this, but the brighter the view, the better the ceiling. ”

Jungdown's houses proudly introduced guests to their new home.

The purpose of this place was to allow the tribes of the forest to hide in it for a long time.

So it was this supermassive studio structure that came out.

Actually, I didn't have anything to think about.

It was just exactly the same as the structure of the heavenly temple that encased the Shadow Cats.

The only difference was that the upper and lower lights were upside down and the middle sunlight was embedded.

What about the traps?]

“Why do you need a trap? I made it to use as a hideout. ”

[Huh? This isn't a Ruins Site, but a place made by you? Then why are we running away here? He'll follow you in any minute!]

The rabbit who later explained the situation screamed in shock.

It was urgent.

At this moment, Emperor Bamum was walking out of a pile of skeletons, the dragon of the Apocalypse collapsed.

Sprinkling with the energy of hatred that seems to be eaten alive.

[Hiic! We need to get out of here now! The stench of terrible blood is getting closer! This fool over here must be an unimaginable killer!]

The rabbit trembles as Emperor Bamum's life approaches outside the lair.

Moon Moon Moon Moon...!

“Oh, I'm so distracted! Stop shaking and eat some scream herbs. ”

Yum yum yum. Whew, I think I'll live. But the only thing that's going to keep us going is running! I thought this place was a ruin! Calculation error!]

“That's really noisy. I have an idea. ”

Jungdown fed screaming herbs to both rabbits as well as the forest tribe to withstand the presence of Emperor Bamum.

And brought everyone together in the center of the hideout.

“Come, gather around me! We're supposed to be hosting guests! ”

“Yes, sir! Mr. Jung-Down! We will fight with you! ”

The ‘gardeners’ gathered here were among the most elite of the forest tribes.

As they gather close together, they create a complex magic circle in both hands.

But... no matter how much I looked at it, I couldn't win.

They were already prepared to lay down their lives here.

“If only our deaths could save the world! ”

“I will lay down my life and fulfill my gardener's duty! ”

Solia urgently listens to the rabbit's words and tries to convince him to settle down.

[If you fight him, you will never win. Emperor Baboon was already known as the Genius Mage Swordsman before the end of the world.]

Solia's continued explanation was an astonishing story.

Genius.

That's the best match in the world.

A ‘unlucky prince’ who was born with a genius in all areas, such as magic, sword, and intellectual ability.

That was the change.

[But so talented. That was poison to Emperor Baboon.]

Emperor Bamum.

He proved himself beyond the walls of man when he was only 10 years old.

And from then on,

He started to get unhappy.

[He hasn't grown up since that day. No matter how hard he trained, he was desperate.]

Jungdown seemed to know why.

“Why? Was it a skill level? ”

[Yes, there is an end to everything. Genius ends up running faster than the perpetrators. So, suddenly, when growth stops, you get a lot more frustrated than the unsubs.]

“The faster the car, the greater the impact of the sudden brake. ”

It was roughly understandable.

In the meantime.

Boom.

[Ahh! The fool finally came in while he was running late! We're screwed!]

Along with the rabbit's scream, Emperor Bamum steps into the entrance to the lair.

“I... will... kill you." I'm going to kill you... ”

Pow!

Emperor Bamum is gathering in the center of the lair and is making his way down towards Jungdown.

He seemed to have suffered a bit as the dragon of the Apocalypse fell.

He fell from the top of a collapsing building, proving his strength by being alive and well like that.

But I couldn't be fine.

Stabbed gold armor.

Dusty, bloodshot eyes.

I felt a tingling sensation all over my body that required a long time's rest.

But...

“As long as we get the number of worlds, it'll all be solved. ”

Emperor Bamum smiled cruelly and stared at those who were gathering beside him.

The saints and the forest.

All the necessary materials were amazingly gathered together.

“Hehe. I won't kill you gently. I will torture you until you beg me to kill you. To vomit out the location of the world's water! ”

Flash!

Emperor Bamum draws his sword and runs at them in a daring fashion.

Truly incredible speed!

In the blink of an eye, you're closing in on them.

[Run! Run!]

[Hiic! Run away!]

“Don't worry. ”

Jungdown was not nervous at all.

He smiles at Emperor Bamum from afar and sings a nostril.

“What are you doing in my house? Why are you here? Are you looking for flowers? ”

Execute him!

A row of dungeon bean seeds appeared in front of him in the gesture of his hand.

Then they all started firing bean cannons at Emperor Bamum.

“You cheeky bastard! ”

As Emperor Bamum wielded his sword, all the bean cannons split in half and bounced off the air.

But the truth was different.

Jungdown palms the floor and says.

“Stairwell! ”

Paaaaaah!

Booooo!

At that moment, the bottom of his feet began to rise up.

Even the memory that was standing next to him and the tribes of the forest were all caught and rushed up like elevators together.

“How dare you! You think you can get away from me! ”

Emperor Bamum's fury speeds up.

The more it did, the further the elevator went up.

Emperor Bamum is getting smaller.

“Bam! Ahjussi? ”

Jungdown wrapped his hands around the crooked waist of the memory next to him for no reason, and looked down at Emperor Bamum and burst into laughter.

“Come on! What are you going to do?" If you want to catch a saint, come up to where I am! Mwa-ha-ha! ”

“Ugh! You! Stop right there! Where are you taking her? ”

“Mwahaha! Come up here if you want to meet the saint! If only you could! ”

The rabbit felt confused.

[What, what? Why does my side feel more like a villain......]

“How dare you mock me! ”

Emperor Bamum gripped his teeth and stared at the stomach.

Suddenly, the chindown rises to an unreachable height.

But...

Nothing is impossible for a genius Mage!

“Running away is useless! If I concentrate my strength, even my sword will pierce the sky! ”

An ominous sword began to concentrate on Emperor Baboon's sword.

Paaaaaaaah!

But it was not just to watch.

“Mwa-ha! Go through it somewhere! Stairs in the air! Stairs in the air! Stairs in the air! Stairs in the air! Stairs in the air!”

“What, what! ”

The emperor Vabun, who was about to wield his sword, opened his eyes in awe.

Execute him!

Execute Execution!!

A thick flotation ceiling began to emerge between Emperor Bamum and him, following the brutish gestures of Jungdown.

Quadruck!

Emperor Bamum's sword scratches the ceiling.

A pile of dirt pours down on his head from the cliffs of the Floating Stone.

Emperor Bamum panicked and left.

“Huff! Huff, huff! ”

A tremendous amount of dirt gripped him.

And when he saw where he was standing, there was a tomb of dirt.

Emperor Bamum's back is cooler.

Even if it was too late, that tomb could have been his tomb!

“You coward! Don't run away! Fight fairly! ”

He spewed his fury at the receding ceiling.

But beyond that, Jungdown is still busy moving his hands.

“Shadow Secrets! Rise, my alter ego! ”

Miyaoyong!

His shadow extends out to all sides, raising him up in unison.

17 Shadow servants, including the Grimbells!

They started walking around on the newly built ceiling.

Jungdown has ordered it.

“Grimbells, build walls! Shape... is a maze of... Ghosts! Make it as complicated as possible for Emperor Ba Boon not to come up! ”

“Myooon!”

Is there?

Execute him!

Execute him!

Building a wall in the first place was not a skill, but a trick to remove dirt bricks from your belongings.

Thus, three Grimbells were able to make as many walls as possible.

The maze began to form in the pyramid at four times the normal speed.

The tribes of the forest watching the scene in real time are dumbfounded.

“What, what, what is this? What magic is this? ”

“Is it even magic? ”

“Sir, what is that? ”

Memory looks puzzled as it distributes something to the servants of shadow, except for the Grimbells.

The rabbit took it.

Seed potatoes?]

“Yes. Spray it all around! ”

[Ho! Okie!]

Without further explanation, the rabbit was flattened.

He flies around shooting and sprinkles the dungeon potatoes all over the place.

Then, the servants of the shadow wandered around spraying rat dung fertilizer and purified bone powder.

Subtle? Subtle? Discreet?

Suddenly, it sprouted.

Jungdown gives notice to the forest tribes.

“Don't just play with the gardeners, do anything! Potato Roots must be evenly rooted to prevent Ba-boom from easily destroying the ceiling! ”

“Oh, I see! ”

The gardeners who later realized his intentions began to wander around enchanting plant growth.

Then there was an additional effect.

Every step of the way, various grasses and flowers were spreading.

Even that bush grew thicker at a rapid rate with the fertilizer effect that was sprinkled on it.

Rather, the dungeon potato stalks growing in the ground were hard to find.

“Set a trap! Set a trap!”

Jundown was turning all this into a real-time trap.

And...

“Reset!”

Quadruck!

“Wha, what!? ”

The emperor below was zinc.

When the tomb in front of him came to his mind, he repaired the collapsed ceiling and returned to its original form.

And…….

“ ……. ”

There was a complex corridor in front of him one day.

Green trunks were rattling in sinister corridors everywhere.

“Mwa-ha! What are you doing?! Come on up here! The Holy Lady is here! ”

Huff!

Emperor Bamum's face turns red with a smile of clarity overhead.

“How dare you provoke me! Wait right there! I will reach where you are! ”

The adventure of Emperor Bavaro has begun.

The first obstacle in his path...... was the Dungeon Potato, but that was only the beginning.

Beginning of talent.