Dungeon Maker

Chapter 7 # 3 "Okay? If you think he's going to be awake while you're waiting here, hit your head again and stun. "

Yongho said, looking down at Salamendael, who was stunned. Skull lifted the hammer and nodded his head.

'I'm a bit worried though.'

I was worried about Salamander, not Skull. Could it be that a permanent obstacle is left behind by wearing too much hair?

'I do not think it will wake up so early, well, it will not be right and it will be over.'

And it was more damaging to cause additional damage to get the salamendor. It was clear that this was the ending and ending.

"Okay, next time … Kobold is with the skull. "

Kobold, who was leaning toward the armory in the name of Yongho, was giggling.
Kobold, who belongs to the lowest grade ministry with the goblins, was a very faithful instinct. If things were in front of you, it was likely to steal even impulsively.

Kobold showed a slight dissatisfaction with the order of Yongho, but when Katarina glared at him scary, he bowed his head slowly.

A few minutes to slam Salamendael. Yongho, who had just finished the traffic, led Katarina and John to the armed forces.

The inside of the iron door was very dark as it almost collapsed. Yongho called the dungeon soul before entering.

[Dungeon Facility: We will control the arsenal. To activate, you will need to consume your Master's remaining power.]
[There is a high possibility of feeling some anemia. Would you mind?

I was really worried, but I could not come back here. The highland is not immediately in sight.

"Of course."

When Yongho accepted, the soul of Dungeon did not hesitate. I dragged all the remaining magic power of Yongho to activate his armory.

'큿.'

The soul of the dungeon did not say anything bad. The moment the legs loose, Yongho staggered for a moment and barely balanced.

I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. "

Yong Ho, who played the player with Katarina who looked at her with anxious eyes, concentrated her mind. I watched the darkness in the arsenal.
The soul of the dungeon said.

[The control of the arsenal is over. I will drive away the darkness.]

Immediately after the speech, light beads began to emerge on the ceiling, like any other active room.

"Salamenden is he who died for decades here?"

While darkness was lifting, Yoonho muttered a little, and Katarina immediately answered.

"As I told you during the battle, it is not a spirit but an aura close to the spirit. It's a guy who lives on horsepower … It is likely that the hibernator was asleep all the time as a bear. "

Because it was a plausible story, Yongho nodded moderately. And a few seconds. Finally, all of the darkness of the weaponry was removed.

The interior of the arsenal was wider than I thought. There were shelves on both walls, and there were armor like armor as well as swords and windows. It seemed to be dozens more to even roughly count.

Yongho's face was painted with a natural smile.
The weapons collected by the three previous generations. For the workers who existed at that time.
Of course, there was a stone in the middle. Despite having exhausted all of his magic power, the greed in the soul of Yongho has already begun to tense.

[There is no trap in the arsenal. Still, there may be some magical equipment that is cursed. Please pay attention to wear.]

Yongho nodded once and stepped forward. As always, greed led the dragon.

'Armor rather than weapons.'

Yongho tried to consciously control greed.
More craving now. I need more of myself now. The weapon was the Amon, which is still drawing half of its original performance.
What we need now is a weapon, not a weapon.

The sense that stretches out in every direction was concentrated in one place. Greed did not oppose Yongho's will. I accepted the will of Yongho and led the way.

Yongho stepped forward naturally. When Salamendael crouched and fell asleep, he passed the floor with a lot of scorched marks. Instead of gazing at weapons such as swords and swords hanging from the shelf, I went straight.

I could feel the flow of magical power. Perhaps magical weapons in the arsenal emanate large and small horsepower. But greed did not pay attention to them. I have touched the touch only for what can best meet Yongho's desires.

Yongho's vision came with a well-made chain armor. It was a product made by carefully knitting very small chains. Even though I spent decades years in my arsenal, I boasted that it was as clean as yesterday.

But this was not. Yongho passed the chain armor. And finally, the weapon stopped in front of the innermost shelf.

I did not see the armor I expected. A small wooden box with a sense of luxury was on the shelf.

Glyph of the wolf swallowing the moon.
The emblem of the three previous generations was embossed on the lid of the jewelry box. Yongho carefully opened the box.

ring

There was a silver ring in a jewel box with a red cloth. There was a small round plate in the place that seemed to be attached to one of the jewels, and the head of the wolf that swallowed the moon had a very small engraved inside.

It was a magic ring. I was able to feel the horsepower even though I was not in my hand yet.
But why.
I was familiar. It was never unfamiliar.

Equipping the magic weapon for the first time was very dangerous as the dungeon soul warned. But Yongho naturally lifted the ring. It was not because he was deceived by the desire of greed and lost reason.

This ring never hurts itself.

Could know. I could feel it.
It was like a small hole in the ring for women, but the hole automatically widened to bring it to the finger. Yongho took a deep breath and pushed the ring into his finger. I accepted the magic power of the ring.

Gray hair.
It is ashy different from that of the near-white Katarina.

The face of a woman who looked white and beautiful, but gentle, came into my head. It disappeared like smoke in a long time.

It was unfamiliar but familiar at the same time.
Yongho understood. This was the horsepower of the three previous generations. His – No, her power was a part of it.

The devil king kaiwan.
There is no direct connection with Yongho himself, but she was the descendant of Mammon, the king of greed. I could feel it in the remaining horsepower like the last.

Yongho put a little magic power in the ring. Kaiwan's power was expressed.

The light was refracted on the left hand over the ring. A distorted chapter of the size of a small tray was formed. It was a 'shield of distortion' created by the power of distortion.

The shield disappeared soon. Yongho did not have the power to maintain his power anymore.

'The horsepower is big.'

But the effect was not negligible. I have not tried it yet, but Yongho could see it. The power of distortion distorted the space, nothing else. How great is the shield made like that.

'The size is small, but it is. Greed chooses this instead of armor. "

In any case, Yongho was exactly what I wanted. It was almost out of weight and could be activated at any time by injecting horsepower. It would be easy to use while fighting Amon.

'Three generations ago.'

I never imagined it would be a woman.
Yongho laughed and turned around. John and Catherine walked around in the arsenal and looked at the equipment.

Finally, Yongho asked Katarina, who was looking at the chain armor in the near vicinity.

"Katarina, can you possibly feel something like an item? I do not know what kind of spell it is. "

The ring of the three major chapters – Kaiyuan was able to confirm Yongho himself, but it was unreasonable to other magic items. I do not think any of the magic items in this room have magic powers in Mammon.

Katarina was just as quick as I thought.

"If the confirmation of the magic item, the owner of Elyos can do it. Even if the perfect interpretation is unreasonable, the degree of the curse can be found easily. "

That was enough. Yongho nodded comfortably.

"Okay, let's first get some magical equipment. We'll come back later, but let's carry as much as we can. "
"Yes, sir."

Katarina was also very grateful. John, who was standing there, also nodded his head.

Chapter 7 End of # 3