Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core (Book Version Title: A Different World Dungeon Made with the Devil)

Not long before the noise began when a line of brave men headed for the crusade of the nascent dungeon returned, a line of adventurers was nestled in front of the Remus dungeon. The members are four swordsmen, magicians, scouts and wall actors. Apparently the lack of a recoverer is going to get through it in the potion. Seemed like a pretty balanced party.

"I mean, the Alliance's asking, but is this really a dungeon?"

"Honestly, I don't know. The other one is called a dungeon, but this one..."

There's a reason they're confused. Even though it is a theory that a dungeon has strong walls, this cave is sometimes made of sand, and sand walls and ceilings collapse everywhere.

"They decided the guild was a dungeon because the walls and ceilings were all falling apart and there was no way to bury them after they were discovered."

"Well, even with the treasure, it's buried in the sand."

"This one's collapsible and narrow, and maybe there aren't any monsters. That's all salvation is."

"Instead, if you get distracted, you're buried alive. Don't be shy."

"Don't complain. It's a nomination request, so let's get this over with. You've prepared both life lines, haven't you?

"Oh, because in a place like this, the lifeline is the only thing you can count on. They're both tightly tied."

"All right, we're coming in."

Under the leader's decree, the adventurers go on stretching their lifelines. They take their feet in the sand and go slowly, but steadily, as they stray into the occasional chunks of sand that fall. Behind the dungeon, the "labyrinthine labyrinth" is a vast space, with a Sahara-like sight of the Earth. Wherever you walk, it seems fine, but vice versa, it also means there is no solid path. You can't move around in a place where you can bury yourself in the sand every step of the way, and you can't even secure a solid scaffold. In vain, the razors and vipers lurking in the sand attacked them, and the adventurers were slowly deprived of their vitality.

"Shit, it sounds good because there was a lifeline, but if you suck, you can get lost and die wild."

"There's nothing to get lost in, there's no way. Either way, it's all sand. You can't even see the end of it."

"A dungeon where a whole single layer just spreads? Maybe there's no hierarchy down there."

No, the "labyrinth of quicksand" also has a proper lower hierarchy. But the way there is in the pyramids that exist buried halfway deep in the desert. Extremely bad specification that excavation work is waiting for you before you find the entrance. At this party, it was doubtful whether the pyramids could be reached in the first place.

"I've been walking for five or six hours. Shouldn't it be time to take a break?

"Right. Even if we go any further, we won't find the right place for the camp. Not a very nice place, but let's rest here."

It happened, as if you saw the adventurers sit back, take a simple meal and relax.

It began with a gust of wind.

"Ugh, it's a terrible wind"

"Leader! It's not just the wind, look at that!

It was a sandstorm that seemed like a black cloud covering the sky. The sand rolled up in tonnes strikes, covers and fills the adventurers. The surface of the sand mountain moved slightly after a ravage that was thought to follow the perpetual pillage.

"Phew, what a sight... is anyone out there?

The scoundrel man, who was called the leader, called his voice to the limit, but there is no answer to return. However, it would be a gift of years of training and experience as a scourge not to have missed a slight sand movement.

"Gail! Are you all right!

"Ugh... Leader, try to stay alive somehow... What about the others?

"I don't know. I've just noticed, too, and you're the first one I've found."

Then they split up and looked around, but the survivors couldn't find a single piece of luggage. In this dungeon, The Labyrinth of Quicksand, quicksand as well as sandstorms strike intruders. At the same time as the earlier sandstorms, the sandstorms turned into quicksand and swallowed up the other adventurers.

"Leader... there's a lifeline... no water, no food..."

"That's not all. Look around, the terrain is changing the shape of the sand mountain."

"Bye..."

"Oh, I totally lost track..."

It is not difficult to imagine the end of those who have lost water and food in the desert and even lost sight of their direction. As the temperature rises in the dungeon, the dry air takes away moisture from the adventurer's body.

It didn't take as long for an intruding adventurer to wipe out.

In fact, this labyrinth, it is far more malignant than it seems. There are ups and downs at the foot. Unstoppable sand mountains on top. In addition to being killed by manoeuvre, the power of slashing strikes is also drastically reduced due to poor stomping. Use your strength just by walking. There are no monsters out there to use magic, and shooting into the sand in anger pushes their arms against the warm curtains (goodwill), with little effect. Nastyly, this sand, in fact, is deformed by the walls of the dungeon, and no matter how much magic you unleash, it has no effect other than to blow it up. If you try to fly through the sky, you will be beaten down by a sandstorm and buried alive course. Even if you give up and just try to move on, the hot, dry air twists and snatches the intruder's health away. The constantly blowing wind changes the shape of the sand mountain one by one, filling the footprints of the intruder. With the magic of stray stretched throughout the hierarchy, no matter how you raise it, it all works out to get lost. Besides, a little alarmed, a chunk of sand would fall from the top, quicksand would try to swallow the intruder, a labyrinth where the designer's guts were well understood.

"Hmm. Following Romulus, Remus also succeeded in defending the dungeon."

'Thank you, Master Crowe. Unlike my brother, he wasn't a very responsive person. "

"What, Grandpa's been listening to me, it sounds like a pretty well-known team. In rank, they say it's class B. '

'Is that class B... It was as if there was no response. Is that how brilliant this labyrinth is? "

"You don't have to be humble, Remus. Your strength."

'I'm afraid. So, what do we do with the intruders' carcasses?

"Yeah? Romulus told you that?

"Yes, I think it's a miscellaneous fish compared to a brave man, but I keep it for once."

"Hmm. Maybe more acquaintances for being older than those brave men. I think I might be able to use it, so keep it for once. I'll make up for the magic in the body later."

"Thank you"