Dungeon Maker

The sky in the majesty is red. But it was not a single color.

The light of twilight, which was a mixture of violet, continued from the western sky. As if watercolors were mixed together, black, red and violet came together, and then red and yellow danced together. It was the same sight as the sky was burning.

And it did not fill the sky either. A silent, gentle red light covered the sky 's margins. It was like glow.

The dust was scattered in the dry wind. The land was dry, but not all the same as the sky was. There were fertile grounds, and not too far was a forest full of tall trees. It was a tree with green leaves as well as the forest of the takeover.

The river flowed along the forest. I could not be sure that I had seen it from afar, but it was clean water. One of the river-derived streams flowed near the dungeon, and Yongho could see where Elgoth was heading with his ministers early in the morning.

The air was cold. Catherine said it is now between winter and spring.

The beings of the mage have their roots in magic. The birds that fly in the sky and the worms that crawl on the ground were all the same.

Yongho came out of the dungeon with Katarina and stayed for a long time. I did not look around or look around. At best it was all around the dungeon entrance.

The entrance to the dungeon was very much at the beginning of a huge mountain.
The name of the mountain is 'Enkatro Pagnium'. It was an old Gore that meant 'the end of the world'.

Katharina, who was in the middle of her heart, thought she was going to go up to the mountain.

Enkatro Pagnium was not called the end of the world. A massive rocky mountain that seems to pierce the sky has endless magical storms. It was a mortal land that could not be returned once it had gone like a deceased horse.

After a sigh, Katarina sneered and stretched her eyes and rolled her eyes. It would have been nice if he had even tried to hunt – Yong Ho just stood still and looked at the sky and the ground. I can not go hunting alone because the owner of the escort Knight Catharina himself can not leave the owner alone.

So when Katarina was exhausted from boredom, Yongho saw the flow of magic.
It was not heaven and earth, but a great flow of the world.

The horsepower had color and attributes. Yongho, who deals with the power of evolution, could see its color and properties.

The wonder filled the chest.
This is Magical.
This is horsepower.

I was not tired of looking at just an hour or two. Yongho swallowed the dried saliva again and spit out little elasticity once more. I was going to look at it for a while and help Ellogoth, but I fell into the limp and I did not fall.

And at any moment.

Yongho suddenly turned his gaze. Katarina, who was fighting boredom with dirt on his toes, also glared at his ear and sharpened his eyes.

A low cry made of horsepower sounded in my head.

The dungeon Mearcat, standing up like a bunker and standing on the dungeon entrance, stopped crying.

Yongho reflexively lowered his posture, and Katarina was sitting on the side of such a dragon.

Dungeon Mearcats' eyesight with the elves was a whistle. So Katarina was also able to confirm what the dungeon Mearcat saw.

"The battle wagon is coming."

Except for the forest on one side, it was a wilderness that was in the middle of nowhere. I could not tell what exactly Yongho was, but I could see that something was coming from a distance.

Catherine continued.

"The number of wagons is five. It seems that more than forty workmans have mobilized even if they do not see it on the scale. And… I can see the sentence of Foras. It seems that he came directly from the army. "

At the end of the last word, Katarina hurts it. Yongho is embarrassed, and instead of diving into the dungeon, his eyes are thin. It is because the wagons stopped suddenly leaving a considerable distance.

"What are you trying to do?"
"I seem to have a break before going in."

Katarina responded that she was a little confident.
Most of the dungeon battles proceeded within the dungeon. Sometimes there was a veteran who had to counterattack a dungeon attacker outside the dungeon, but that was rare. Fighting in the dungeon was much more advantageous than fighting outside the dungeon.

Yongho guessed the psychology of Foras.
Although he lost his Orc squadrons, Poras knew the Mongols of his generation and his ex-generations. Though he brought a lot of ministers to prepare for the situation, he was basically likely to look down on this.

There is no counterattack. The dungeon defense does not improve much even if it reports the attack itself.

Yongho did not get angry. I was rather pleased. If you have a little more time, this was a welcome.

"How do you think you'll take a break?"

Yongho asked lowly. Katarina liked to think for a moment and answered with a small voice.

"I will not be resting that long. It will be about an hour or so longer. "

Though it was scarce, it was better than nothing.
I saw this too. Maybe that rest was an elegant declaration of war.

Yongho turned rather slowly. I went to the dungeon entrance with Catherine.
I chose to breathe slowly with excitement.

Kazaa Poras.

Now it was time to fight.

[I will alert the dungeon ministers!]
[The servant, Ellogoth, is ordering the ministers to withdraw.]

As soon as Yongho entered the dungeon, he spoke back to the soul of the connected dungeon quickly and accurately. Yongho ran with Catharina after he sent his consent. It took a while to get to the king's room.

[Report from Dungeon Mearcats.]
[Confirm thirty orcs of Orc warriors] [Confirm of Dozen of Imps] [The laborers in the carriages can not be identified!]

There are six battle wagons.
Katarina said that the number of laborers that Forras was dragged on would be at least forty. Compared to simple numbers, Mammon was four times as many as dungeon workers.

There was no odds in frontal confrontation.
I had to use the dungeon facilities thoroughly as if I were wearing a castle and a temple.

[Dungeon is a report of Mearcat!]
[The war chariots of the Caucasus began to maneuver again!]

"Yes!"

As soon as he reached the crossroad that could be said to be the room of the devil, the dungeon soul and Eli Goth cried at the same time.

Yongho responded to the soul of Dungeon to play his fingers. He stopped breathing and approached Ely Gos.
Ellogos replied with an impatient face.

"I have gathered all the ministers in the king's room as you have said."
"Are they trapped?"

I asked. Ellogos smiled effortlessly.

"The installation itself is all over."

There was a desperate need to buy expensive, full-price traps on purpose. Obviously, if you bought assembled traps, you would not have completed the trap installation in time.

[Dungeon Mearcats want to hide.]

The soul of the dungeon said successively. It was the only evidence that the distance between the battle wagon and the dungeon was narrowed.

Yongho accepted this time too. He took Katarina and Elyoges back to the room of the devil. All the laborers gathered in one place gave examples to Yongho.

I repressed my nervousness again. It was not because they were in front of silly ministers. The more urgently, the colder it was.

Yongho, sitting on the throne, unfolded both hands and made a window of huge light. All of the ministers were able to see the informal map of the dungeon.

And silence continued.
Kobold crushed in the mood, and Katarina swallowed the elongated dry spit. Yongho closed his eyes and waited.

And how much time has passed.
Finally the soul of the dungeon said.

[Caesar Poras and his subordinates entered the dungeon.]

Yongho woke up. I looked at the PORAS as shown in the dungeon status map.

A kind of workmanship – a dungeon that could be called a giant marathon was not an industrial product taken from the factory.
The appearance and structure were different from each other, and there were individuals with unique personality.

Most of the common dungeons were subterranean, but some of them were towering skyscrapers like the arrogant king's labyrinth, and there were dungeons in the water or in the sky.

But even so, it was a dungeon that allowed you to add the word 'generic'.
Most dungeons have some characteristics to share.

One of them.
The dungeon entrance room is safe.

Foras, standing in the doorway of Mammona, has a narrow eye. It was not that small room, but it was only narrowly felt because there were about ten dozen orcs and ten of them.

'There is a new state.'

I could not think of it as a dying dying losing Caesar. I could feel the vigor from the magic power supplied to the activated room.

Forras lifted his right hand. The escort knight, Orc Berserker Kokun, commanded the ministers in a low voice. One of the orcs opened the door to the next room and picked one of the impalent Imps to lead.

Poras still did not move. I watched the next room through the open door.

The room was not dark.
There was still lighting made of horsepower.

One of the things to be sure of when attacking the dungeon was lighting. There was no dungeon defender who would kindly provide lighting to the enemies who invaded the dungeon.

Still, there was light in the entrance room and in the next room.

There were two possibilities.

One, the soul of the dungeon is still immature and does not control the power supply in the dungeon.
To turn off the lights, the horsepower is cut off, and the horsepower supplied to the trap is cut off.
It was an accident that occurred when the soul of the dungeon did not properly control the horsepower supplied to each function.

Two, the newly-crowned Caesar is not even aware of the basics of dungeon defense.

I neglected the second possibility. To defy the enemy was a shortcut to defeat.

Foras looked calmly. After he fell into a fall trap, his arm forced him into the next room.

Foras slowly, but steadily advanced. Four traps with a traps settled down with minimal damage.

The fall trap was the most basic trap. It was easy to create if you had only a labor force, and you did not need a big horsepower to operate.

After four consecutive crash traps, Foras was once again convinced of his thoughts.

The new California has just been crowned. The soul of the dungeon was young, and the level of the traps was not high either.

In the fifth room, Imp, one of them, trembled tremblingly. Fortunately, this time, the traps did not fire even though the room was completely crossed.

In any case, this was natural. It was impossible to fill all the corridors with traps. Not much has been said about it, no matter how soon it has been crowned.

Four trap rooms set up in front of the exit door just as if expressing immature impatience. Foras is a little bit too relaxed. He advanced the workers as they did in the preceding rooms.

Twenty Orc warriors, the first group of division workers, entered the fifth room along with the imp. Poras waited with the remaining twenty, for the servants to pioneer the sixth room.

So Im opening the sixth visit.

The fireworks rising from the ceiling and floor burned the fifth trap room.

Repeated patterns were made to loosen people's minds.
So was the light that still shines despite enemy attacks.

The sparks made by horsepower were intense.
Orc called the natural warrior races, called the spark traps, and each time they protect the head and chest, while evading the action, but the oak was in the middle of the room was too short time.
Burning orcs burned the flames to the fullest of magic. In an instant, six orcish warriors were killed or injured and incapacitated.

At the moment when Poras poured out his disgust, the ministers of Mammon who gathered in the room of the devil cheered. Katarina and Elligos were also excited by their fists.
But Yongho swallowed the dry saliva. I have seen the movement path reaching 'dozens of spaces' in the dungeon map.

The 'straight line' between the King's room and the dungeon's entrance room did not change. Only the way to the room of the king was different from the entrance room.

What are the strengths of Mammon's dungeon now?

Spacious enough space.
Enormously many disabled rooms. Yongho activated the deactivated rooms on the left and right of the existing trap room. Thus, it simply transformed the trappings of a straight line into a huge rectangle with dozens of spaces.

After that, it was just a new way to go.
It was like passing through dozens of square rooms in a huge rectangle all with one brush stroke.

Starting from the entrance room, go up straight up, turn left one corner, then go down again. Then, after going down to the right one space, this time up. Then, after one corner to the left again, then down, again to the right and then back to the top.

And, of course, traps were installed between the long and long runways.

There are more than fifty rooms between the entrance hall and the last trap room.
Of these, only twenty rooms were equipped with traps, but that was enough.

Dense density of traps.
What trap should be installed where?

After a careful investigation, Poras entered the sixth room.
Yongho did not care.

There was no trap in the sixth room.

There was no need to install a trap in every room.
It was enough to put the idea that there might be a trap in any room in the head of the enemy.

Room without traps. Room with minor traps. A room with a powerful trap purchased from a dungeon chieftain. Completion control was important.
A powerful room at a safe moment.
When I thought that there would be no more traps.
In a room that has been carefully examined for the trap of a powerful trap, there is no trap installed in the room, so that the opponent can see the vanity and anger.

Foras and their ministers continued to revolve around the first 'corner'. If you ever climbed up to now, it was now a descending section.

I could never ignore the cumulative damage I had as I passed through more than twenty rooms. Even the laborers who maintained the strength of battle felt more fatigue than I imagined.

And the second corner appeared.

PORAS, who had to move up again, stopped at a moment.
It was not because of fatigue and irritability.

Foras was an old lady, and she was a seasoned lady. He was also the owner of a dungeon that had been running his own dungeon for nearly seventy years.

If it was one corner, it would have been impossible, but I turned two corners. Through the repeated sections above and below, I have drawn the structure of the dungeon in my head.

So the conviction came down.

Foras stopped all the laborers. And turned to the left based on the door leading to the next room.

A wall without an entrance. But it did not matter. If the same pattern were repeated, there was a passage beyond this.
The newly crowned Caesar was an unquestionable opponent, but it was obvious that the period of Caesar was short. If I had to activate a lot of these rooms, I would have had to neglect the strengthening of the wall between the room and the room. Moreover, if the structure is now swirling, the wall between the room and the room is likely to be thin.

Foras put his palms on the wall.
It invokes the magic scrolls of 'Wall Destruction', one of the essential items of the dungeon attacker.

A roar following the vibration.

A new room was revealed over a large hole.

Foras smiled. I roared wildly and raised my hand.
I went to the 'shortcut' with the workers.

Chapter 12 End of # 2