Dungeon Maker

Chapter 13 # 2 Tired.
The body was beating.
The newly absorbed water replenished the exhausted horsepower, but it was scarce. Just as I swallowed the sea, I felt a greater thirst.

Still could not fall.
When it collapsed, everything was over.

The struggle for life was an excitement.
It is not a simple victory or defeat, but a series of chances to share life and death.

The excitement of survival rose up.
A sparkling light filled with blood and a blood stain sticking to the tip of the nose lifted the heartbeat endlessly.

But I had to be calm.
Though the body was hot, the head had to keep its mind cool.

I absorbed the essence of the Poras.
It got stronger. It recovered a little but magic.

I thought for a moment of time that I raised myself up. I stared at everyone's gaze by generating a green flame, and I measured it in the box.

He broke the enemy's head.
Perhaps the most powerful enemy in this dungeon was not present anymore.
Kocun, believed to be the escort of Foras, was also dying from his neck.

The number of remaining orcs is not even ten. If you think about the number of enemies that have invaded into the dungeon, you could say it was a big hit.
But Yongho was not mistaken.

When discussing victory, we had to consider not only the number of killed enemies but also the damage of friendly forces.

Katarina, lying on the floor, trembled and trembled. I could not stand, and the mouth was filled with blood. The tears that leaked because of the pangs flowed endlessly in the eyes.

The clay golem was smashed. Perhaps the moisture in the mud that constituted the body of the clay golem was frozen and seemed to be self-destructed rather than self-destructive.

Skull could not stand up because his pelvis crashed. The Rock Golem was in full bloom, and Salamendael, who had poured his power from the beginning, was exhausted and exhausted.

The Kobolds, which are falling in the corner, have not been as strong as usual. Goblin Yon was killed, and the rest of the goblins also felt exhausted by more than half of their energy for a while.

Ellogos was staggering and standing up.

Yong Ho, who rolled his eyes once and put them all in sight, took a step.
I set my waist up and opened my shoulders. The small movements seemed to scream the whole body, but it swallowed the pain.

It was felt that everyone's eyes gathered. Orc did not move quickly.
Foras and escort Knight Orc Berserker Kokun was the shock of his death.

The battle is not over yet, but it has not been revived.

Yongho turned. I heard a sound like swallowing a dry saliva from behind.
Trent was so good that he looked at Orc instead of Yongho. It was a praise response.

Yong Ho walked up the orcs and lowered his posture by approaching Katarina who was lying on the floor.

"Katarina."
A Week

Katarina did not finish the word properly. It seemed to force a smile, but I could not do it properly. It was blue because of the coldness around the abdomen that had been hit by Poras. It seemed that it was difficult to breathe.

Yongho did not say much. It was Katarina who made the greatest achievement in defeating the Forras. If it were not for the arrows of the hands and fingers that were launched at the last moment, it would have been Yongho himself, not Poras, lying on the floor.

Yongho slowly raised his hand over the abdomen of Katarina. It was very soft but cold. It was like a curse of Foras, and it seemed that a toothless tooth was pushed against Yongho.

Yongho accepted the chill. With the absorption of the water, the cold air of the Porcas, which was swallowed together, gave strength to Yongho. He neutralized the chill in the abdomen of Katarina.

Yongho, then, gave his powers to Catherine through her palms.
The Dark Elf, succubus of the half-blood was Katharina was either asmodian. As a servant minister, she took the power of Yongho as a sponge and gained strength from it.

The look of Katarina has changed more comfortably. At that time, I closed my eyes as if I was relaxed or even fainted.

Yongho was very small, and he panted Ando's breath. It would have been really dangerous if the water was not strong enough to absorb water. The characteristic of the subordinate 's servant, who became stronger together when he became stronger, saved Katarina' s life.

I wanted to spend a little more time with Katarina, but I could not. Yong Ho stood up again. Ellogos and eye gazed, and Ellogoth read the words of Yongho and nodded his head. He meant he was fine.

Yongho, who felt both gratitude and sorry for Ellogoth, turned away.

Orc still did not move. Tightens and can't, quaint and full of tension and silence in the room.

Still everyone's gaze was on Yongho. Yongho took the glance and stepped forward. When Yongho approached, the orcans reacted slightly differently. There was also a man holding a weapon, and he was still staring with his eyes wide open.

Yongho stood in front of Yon and Jun.
John and Ron each looked at the orcs with their spears, and Jun, the goblin ranger 's rookie, was crying with his heart chopped and dying.

Yongho saw Yon as the power of evolution.

I was glad. Before he died, his skill level of evolution had reached 100.
Yongho put his left hand on his head. He poured a little magic power to upgrade the hob to the hobgoblin.

The power of evolution.
As the other workers have done so far, the bright light has come from Yon body.
It was no exaggeration to say that the upgrade was a change of species. The big change in the skeleton itself is close to the reconstruction of the body.

Yon 's wound asked. The breathing, which seemed to be irregular and soon to be broken, was weak but regained its tranquility.

Like the person who witnessed the miracle, Jun saw the dragon in touch and joy. John and Ron, both of whom looked back and looked back, could not hide their excitement.

Orcs responded too. There was a person who opened his eyes, and some people did not know it.

It was not like a recovery magic. What happened in front of me was something else, more transcendent.

Yong Ho stood up from his seat. Skull Curls The low-pitched skulls looked at the orcs as they held back their desire to look back. It was a little horsepower, but once again I put a green light on Amon.

The number of orcs standing up and carrying weapons is seven.

When Poras and Kokun died, it would be rather difficult if they were all equal in their positions. It was much better for someone to have a leader.
And fortunately, there was one orc that had become an implicit leader among the surviving orcs.
The other Orcs looked at the orcs in a glacial way, so they could quickly distinguish between them.

It was an orc with a nick on the eye. I was wearing an old but well – trimmed armor, and I used a very large one as a weapon.

Yongho encountered him. I opened my lips and took a very short time. I hope he will not have a split or weak voice.

"The fight is over."

I did not mean to look cool. I could not afford to say anything more.

The orc, which was injured in the eye, looked around the body of Poras and Kokun once.
Yongho did not erase in his head the case when he rushed for his master's revenge.

I did not turn my eyes. Even though it is a short time, I want to sit down and shout at it.

Orc closed his eyes. I took a long, slow breath, and looked again at Yongho. I put the pedestal I was holding down on the floor.

"It was. I'll surrender. "

When the Orc wounded in the eye decided, the other Orcs were also stunned and put down their weapons. The one who hesitated until the last one gave a glance to the injured Orc, and eventually he threw the weapon on the floor.

Now the fight is really over. But at least until the orcs in front of them in jail and bound to be able to fall down.

Fortunately, Ellogoth stood beside Yongho. He was a relatively good man, even though he had allowed Stamper to break his powers thanks to the evolution of his physical strength.
Elygos ordered the Goblins and Trent to bind the orcs.
The orc, which was injured in the eye, looked at Yongho with his slightly soft eyes, and Yongho nodded his head as if to rest assured.

"Skull curl."

In a small voice, Yongho turned his gaze. The skull, which was not able to rise, was watching Yongho. It seemed that the skull was laughing happily because of his mood.

And then I heard a voice in my head. It was the soul of the dungeon that was watching because it could not intervene because of the urgent situation.

[You won the first dungeon battle between the Caesars]
[It was really nice.]

It was a cute voice that seemed to be relaxed but a bit of tension that I was holding.
Yongho once nodded his head. Again, I took a long, long breath.

First dungeon battle.
It was the victory of Yongho.

The dungeon battle in the mage system meant a fight between the Caesar and the Caesar – the dungeons of the dungeons.

A fight to defeat the dungeon, to defeat the dungeon.

The dungeon battle was accompanied by a great deal of danger.
For the dungeon defender, defeat soon meant loss of the dungeon.
In the battle, nine died in the heat of the Ginza, and even if they survived, they were both in a position of wandering away from the dungeons and laborers.

The attacker could not accept the defeat. Dungeon battles were basically a fight for defenders. Because of this, the attacker usually poured more resources than the visa.
What if all the resources that have been poured out are all in vain.
I did not lose my own dungeon, but the dungeon's defense was inevitably plummeting.
The world of the dragon is a dragon.
It was scattered everywhere that I could reveal other teeth to the gap where this weakened.

The situation seems to be so unexpected in the area where the Caesars with dense forces like the southern margin are concentrated, the dungeon battle did not occur. It was only natural that you could lose everything you had in one fight.

Dungeon battles have often occurred on the border of the powerful powers.
The devils, with their various dungeons under their command, did not lose everything in one fight. Whether winning a fight or not, I had the ability to continue my next fight.

One of the five delegates of the dungeon council, the fastest wing, Samahal, forced his sleepy eyes and watched the evangelization of the majesty on the wall of the office.

Her office was very cramped. Despite being a queen of hippies who freely paced the expanse, she did not like flying very much, and she used the big, beautiful black wings as back cushions rather than flying.

"Too many."

It was not a dungeon battle that would take place like the monthly events on the six kings' border.
The southern margin was strange.
Originally, dungeon battles had already occurred more than ten times in the land where dungeon battles had to occur only once every few years.

Suddenly in the northern part of the vacancy, the embryo began to grow.

The dungeon chief was not involved in the fighting between the princes. But then, it was not just a totally hands-on sight.

What will happen when the Embryo continues to expand? How will the South Blank that has kept peace by mutual checks over hundreds of years change?

The Caesars in the South were clearly weak. The vacancy was also a wasteland that would not have developed if it were compared to the land of the other six kings.
But if someone goes through all the southern vacancies, the story has changed.

Samuel closed his eyes and lifted his head back.
The South Blank was the seat of the Citi. Is she aware of this situation? And did we have a plan to control this situation?

'What is behind this situation?'

Samal broke his thoughts. Even so, she was the longest standing director in the dungeon trade. Among the five directors, Samaruel himself, who could be called a newcomer, was not worried.
If she was silent, there would certainly be a reason for that silence.

Next

When Saha'al spoke, the soul of the dungeon delivered some reports. The five directors of the Dungeon Chamber were the Caesars who owned their dungeons before they were merchants.

Samuel, who received the report, stood up from his seat. When I left the cramped office, a huge cavity appeared. The ceiling was so high that it seemed as if the tower could enter in the cavity.

Samal stepped as it is. Unfolding her wings, I used a space jump magic instead, and arrived at the most gorgeous and luxurious place in her 'Manor', including the dungeon.

Dungeon auction house.
It's a place that sells things that are too expensive and rare to set and sell.

Take a step back A white dress covered the whole body of Samuel. It was a plain dress with no pattern, but rather it highlighted the beauty of Samahuel.

Samal took a few steps back. Her subordinate and general manager of the dungeon auction house, Incubus Road Carrot, came up gracefully.

In the auction house reminiscent of the opera house, auction was in full bloom now.
The products currently being traded are the inspections of this system.

In his own world, he was an excellent prosecutor, also known as the Black Knight.

The reason why Samuel came directly to the auction house was not because he was so great.
It was because of the people at the current auction house.

The King of Oman and the agents of the King of Jinshi.
There was also a burglar's agent at the auction house.

The King of Oshman could not have known that the King of Jilshi recently bought 20,000 Skeleton Warriors.
The fact that the King of the Bounty bought the dragon was a secret, but the other two kings were not idiots. They were always watching the King of Gluttony.

Although the kings did not come directly, under their control, those who could fit in the fifth place of the rank came out as agents. It was good to be a small agency between the six kings.

Samal entered the auction house and thought.

Orobias, who is called the most powerful force in the dungeon, said that his balance will continue for a long time.
But really, really.

None of the six kings were comfortable with the present. None of them were satisfied with the present position.

A small gauge.
Something to keep the perfect cogs in place.

If that happens. If you happen to push Dominoes that have stopped completely.

Balance will fall like a lie.
Just as the days of Mammon, the king of greed in the past.

The applause sounded in the intestine. Perhaps one of the agents would have offered the amount out of common sense after the chicken races.

Samal hastened to step. I have erased the work of the southern vacant place that I had come up with in my mind.
I had a graceful smile that matched the little place.

Chapter 13 – End of Battle, Chapter 14.

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