Dungeon Maker

Chapter 39 – Explosion Chapter 39 – Explosion of Explosion It was not the first time to face the 12 ministers of Mammon.

When I first saw Amon, when I saw her eyes in a burning world. The day I encountered Guyon at the arena. The moment Skazah revealed his power for a very short time.

I remembered everything. And I did not forget the feeling of that time.

It was always overwhelming.
It was a huge sense of their existence.

It was the same again.
Not only did he lose his master Mamon, his power as a subordinate, but he was sealed for a long time and was weakened as he weakened as he lost his power to the same 12 ministers, but he was 12 ministers. It was the incarnation of death that came to this world.

It was so huge. It seemed like it would have been trampled on by a huge presence.

But this time was different. I had to be different.
12 Now I have to fight against my minister.
12 Now you have to knock down your servant!

I stepped forward without retreating. It ran in front of a rushing bustling Vaporetto as if it were a hostile locomotive.

Vaporet's body was huge. Though it was somewhat different from what I saw in the memory of Scuzha, only the head and the huge mass that resembled the black goat remained intact.

The mountain seemed to collapse before my eyes. Baphomet was a minster and wielded the sickle of death. It was the power of death itself that poured from above.

Yongho did not miss the moment. I opened my eyes straight and saw death rushing to myself.

It was a single trajectory. But it was not all that I see. The magical powers of the vortex swirled around the blade of a giant sickle. It was obvious that it would devour the range itself several times larger than the size of the sickle.

It was impossible to avoid withdrawing now. It was also reckless to swing Amon in front of him.

But Yongho did not stop. I took another step. I remembered the words of Scarborough.

"Katarina!"
"Yes!"

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously. And at that moment, Katarina, who approached at a high speed from the back when the crying continued, attracted Yongho. It became the wings of Yongho.

The scythe of death swept through the space. Yongho and Katarina surpassed the morale of death. Under the wings made of black horsepower, Yongho saw the red eyes of Vaporetto. He pushed Amon through the space above the head of Baphomet.

The waves of the green salt covered the head of Vaporetto. The death of Baphomet's body collided with the rust and exploded. Eli Gos and Ophelia drove through the aura of scattering.

At the same time, the misunderstanding of the rulers of the north and the south. The two people scattered to the left and right across the Vaporetto poured out a diary and a piece of power.

There was no roar, explosion, or screaming. My fist and my foot broke the air. The atmosphere was scattered in a strong attack but it was over. Vaporetta blinked. The gigantic body appeared again 10 meters above where it originally appeared.

Ellogoth was embarrassed. Ophelia immediately lifted her head and saw the Vaporetto.

And Death trampled Elygos and Ophelia one step ahead.

It was a totally different kind of force that I have never felt before. It was not an overwhelming presence that a strong man spoke. It was not a physical force that destroyed and destroyed.

It was death.
The end of everything.
Powerlessness that can not resist. The despair that there is no more back.

Death penetrated Elizaus and Ophelia. They did not hurt any of their bodies. But Ellogoth fell to his knees in his place. Ophelia resisted by raising the power of greed but could not last long.

A few seconds.
When Ophelia resisted desperately, Vaporetta landed on the ground again. As a child plays like a prank, he wields his opponent to defeat Ophelia. Ophelia, suffering from the helplessness of death, was beaten to the brink of a giant.

Ophelia was thrown out more than a dozen meters like a broken marionette. Subsequently, Vaporet wielded Ellgoth with his right arm holding the sickle of death. He turned his body greatly, and once again he emitted a wave of death. The piles of chains in the neck and arms of Vaporett tore the air with a terrible sound.

"Skull curl!"

Skull broke through death. I broke the waves of a huge, huge death with a battle hammer. At once, he narrowed the distance to Baphomet and wielded the lightning hammer again.

Lightning exploded in the bridge of Vaporetto. It was not a death sentence. But the bridge of Vaporett was broken for a moment. Skull pulled the hammer again. And on that skull 's head, Yongho pulled Amon up higher than Baphomet' s head. Amon holding the inverse, I shot the air and raised a pole of flame.

Rust attacked the Vaporetta. There, the spreading flame covered the whole body of Vaporetto. Katarina was delighted. But it was an early joy. At the moment when the rust was covered all over, Vaporet kicked the skull. I took advantage of that moment and turned my body, and once again tore the air with a chain attached to my limbs. I cut the sky with a short sickle of death.

It did not reach. But death did not stop. The power that can express only the blackness penetrated the dragon and the catarina.

Katarina's head was broken. Without screaming or groaning, Ellen Goss became as helpless as he was.
Yongho was able to endure it. I swung his left arm too much while I was falling. As in the case of Kaiwan, Katharina put a black horsepower on the power of greed. The giant's arms swept the bauhaus and ground simultaneously!

Vaporetta leaped and avoided the giant's arm. But it did not do much. Yongho, who took the land with the giant's arm, landed instead of going down on the ground. With his restored spirit, Katarina lifted his head to capture the Vaporetto.

And I was crushed.
It was not black magic or death. Literally, a gigantic palm struck Yongho and Katarina at the same time.

There was no way to resist the pure physical force created by weight and speed. Yongho and Katarina tangled together and crushed on the floor. Whoever screamed at the pain of breaking bones without a first thought.

Baphomet was a minster. Yongho felt the consciousness go away. I was only allowed a blow, but the blow was so painful.

Yongho once again banged under the palm of Baphomet. If you can not make fun of your legs, it is a good idea to bounce the palm of your hand out at once.

At the same time, Yongho felt. Ellogos and Ophelia were moving. The skull, who was on the floor of Baphomet's strikes, was standing up again.

Each of them raised the power of greed. Yongho responded to his subordinates and amplified the power of greed.

But that moment.

Yongho encountered the eyes of Baphomet. He looked down at his friend while his subordinates were rushing toward him.

It was a head resembling a goat. It was different from people. But I could read the expression.
He laughed white. It was a smile that could not be expressed.

Madness and joy, sunshine and joy.

He's weak. Obviously. But there was something that did not change.

The incarnation of death.
The same as death itself, imagined by the beings of this world, who sacrificed ten thousand lives. It is to eat dozens and millions of deaths.

Death smiled. It emits a force that can not even be compared with the present. It was dark and black and covered with a huge cavity. For the battle, Yongho and his friends scattered light of the dungeon lights instantly.

Ely Goss and Ophelia fell on the floor as they were rushing. Thanks to the magical power of greed, but I was not dead. I was not able to lift my finger to a tremendous helplessness.

The skull was not much different. He was already dead, but he was not free from death. The sense of vivid death led to a feeling of being alive. Skull remembered her life for the first time since becoming an undead. I experienced a second death. The old fears and fears, by the death, all that he had to give up once again destroyed the spirit of the skull.

The skull collapsed. I was in pain in despair and sadness that was so unbelievable that tears were pouring out from an empty eye hole. The memory of her life had torn him.

Yongho had a short, rough breath. More and more consciousness has gone away. In the space created by Amon, he experienced hundreds of mental deaths, but eventually all of them were fake. It was not really death.

I could not feel the flow of time. It was natural. Death was like that.
There was nothing there.

Despair broke the will. The emptiness took anger and swallowed it.
Accept it. Accept it.
Death.
Absolute tranquility.

Vaporet lifted his hand. Whatever the speed, it looked really slow in Yongho's eyes.

Yongho did not detect his eyes. I saw something else instead of Baphomet's hand or the sickle of death.

It was so-called zuma.

If you are born, grow up, and go back now, you will end up living in an elementary school that will never be that way.
I entered a boy middle school. The reason was close to home.
The man was admitted to high school. The reason was that the coeducational high school nearby was closed.
I entered the engineering college. I was right. Now it was perfect to go to the army just like this.

There was also pleasure and sadness. There were frustrations and trials, and achievement and happiness.

It was a good life.
There was no regret. I have not been able to do it for a long time. I had not expected university meetings yet, but it did not matter. I have not been able to confess and confess, but it was okay. I tried kissing once though. The opponent was Ophelia, and the purpose was to suppress the spirit.
I also touched the tail of the catarina. Kaiwan said he would listen to any wishes. Maybe it is unfounded confidence, but Keiwan seems to be a little offended to him. No, honestly, is not it true? You listen to whatever you wish. Do not you think you can not say that? Catherine did not even say it. Maybe not?

Yeah, I mean – I mean – 'So fuck you!'

Yongho flashed his eyes. When I stepped back from my feet, I removed some kind of tongue that would make my eyes wet.

I had to live. I had to survive. How many things you have not done yet!

[My young master!

Amon's voice was heard. Perhaps it was evident that from the moment the death filled the joint, Yongho himself was tortured.

The flow of time was still slow. Vaporet had just grabbed the sickle of death. So I had to move. So I had to stand up and shake off his death!

[Desire! Yearning!]
[Greed! My little master!

Amon shouted. Yongho understood. Led to the power of greed.

It was primitive desire. I do not care if I did not want to scold some people to get motivated by life like that.
I imagined. I hope. I was craving.
Explosion, Desire, Desire, Explosion!

"I want to do it!"

I was sick. It was true. There were so many things I wanted to do. There were so many things I have not done yet.
So I could not die. I could not be crushed to death!

Time was accelerated. The perplexity of the Vaporetta was felt. At the same time, the sickle of death reached its peak.

Yongho grabbed Amon. I still felt Katarina moaning at death. I was able to activate the play area with this.

The power of greed. The power of desire. I did not exhaust my agony.

Shingi was a lump of BriGida.
The left part of the court, though incomplete, had a power of magic.

I led it. One of the twelve ministers – the witch of the immortal, the power of the Skajah, the desire of life and no more matching it!

The blue light exploded from the left hand of Yong Ho. The power of life drove the death of Vaporetto.

The Vaporetta was slow. For the first time since I met Yongho, I screamed in pain. He was annoyed by vomiting the name of Sukazha with the power of self-assurance.

Yongho had a rough breath. I could not stand up, but I poured the power of life into Baphomet. As life destroys death, it transforms Baphomet into a gigantic monstrosity in the incarnation of death.

I needed this next. And this next was already ready.

"Wake up! My people! "

I ordered. And subordinate servants were faithful to the command.

Ellogos and Ophelia drove. When they came back to work, they felt a strong life force. From the power of greed conveyed through BriGida, I received the desire of Yongho and the desire for life.

This time, the misfortune of the rulers of North and South Korea and the South and North Korea was on the brink. Each of them unfolded the Baphomet's legs!

I sat down as if the Vaporett collapsed. It cried even more loudly. I tried to shake off the life of Yongho who neutralized his death.

Katarina grabbed his hand. She did not want to die either. There are so many things I still want to do.

Yongho gazed at the Baporetto with the hands of Catharina. I ordered the last subordinate to this place!

"Skull curl!"

The skull stood up from the dead. I grabbed the battle hammer and rushed.

Through BriGada, all the forces of the subordinate workers were concentrated in Yongho. Yongho again conveyed the power to Skull.

From the end of the battle mallet, the green rust has risen. Greed of black magic sprang up, and the magic of Elyos and Ophelia connected them all together.

Vaporetta has become stale. Instead of the sickle of death that had evaporated from the power of life, he wielded a huge right arm.

Skull ran over it. And I ran. He added lightning to the destroyed battle hammer that could not withstand the concentrated power, but still the power of greed maintaining its shape!

"Skull curl!"

The skull jumped. I looked straight at the red eyes of Baphomet.
It was no longer an incarnation of death. What was in front of me now was just a huge black monster!

The battle hammer went down. The power of agglomerated greed exploded on the head of the Vaporetto!

Skull landed as it crashed. Ellogos and Ophelia lifted her head with vomiting breath.
Finally, Yunho, who got out of his seat, stretched his left hand forward.

Vaporet, whose head was destroyed, did not see Yongho.
But Yongho saw the red eyes of Vaporetto. He allowed the promised rest as the king of greed to the incarnation of death, which was still dead despite its terrible weakness.

Baphomet smiled. Yongho felt that way. And at that moment, the vast body of Vaporetta was black ash and scattered in the air.

Yongho grabbed his fist slowly. I looked at the newly added gem on the court's back.
Black with violet light. The goat left, the power of the evil Bourget of the massacre. Yongho took the power of life.
I got the power of death.

Chapter 39 – End of Explosion