Dungeon Maker

Chapter 41 – Sword of Mammon Chapter 41 – Sword of Mammon The devil of the wolves has been in the north for more than a few months now.
Embryo constantly fought throughout that period.

And as a result, unified the northern part and destroyed the western part.

The difference was obvious. Despite being swept by the flame of embryo caused by the embryo, the northern and western parts were totally different.

Most of the northern dungeons survived. The Caesars were not annihilated either. There were quite a few families who had entered Embrio and took their lives.

The West, on the other hand, was thoroughly destroyed. The dungeon, which once attacked to press the Embryo West Confederacy, surely destroyed the heart of the dungeon.
The death of the dungeon meant the collapse of the living base. Moreover, not only the Embryo dungeon, but also the 'manor' of the Caesar was also erased from the map.

Only ruins remained in the west. Most of the Caesars also did not pay for their lives. The inhabitants of the West who lost their places to live were forced to become refugees or thieves to survive. Embryo picked up most of those refugees. It was to use as an arrowhead of the next war.

On the day of the collapse of the West Caucasian Alliance, the dungeon of Bern, the last dungeon in the West, was dead.
The embryonic heart of the dungeon was embraced by the embryo, and it was the only remaining western city that gathered troops.

The battle that followed the devastating destruction also had a negative impact on the Embrio's army. The fatigue itself was different from the unification of the northern part.
But Embryo did not think of resting. Despite the fact that the North was followed by the West, it was more urgent.

It was a situation that was inevitable. Embryo 's spark of the hanseose did not fulfill my role now. East and South were virtually unified under different banners. Instead of fighting like the Caesars of the north, the East and South were united into one like the West Caucasian union, preventing the Embryo himself.

Of course, there was also a choice to sit down. If Embrio led his troops and returned to the north, the East and the South would not be able to defeat the forces that caused the military first.

But so, I could not unify the vacancy. It was against Embryo's own will, and it would not be allowed by the king of food.

The time was good.
The confrontation between the king of Oman and the prince of the city of Jilin, which is increasing day by day in the north of the majesty, has turned the kings' gaze from the south to the north. It was also the embryo's most powerful supporter and king of appetite.

So it was only now. For the first time since the great king of greed, Mammon, it was the chance of a genius sun to unify the South.

'The problem is the East.'

It was the eastern part where the largest number of Caesars were located originally. Only two of the Caesar could share the power and ignore the three.

Embry thought. Why did not they hit the north while fighting the West Caucasian Alliance?
It was simple. They were waiting for the Western Union to fall into the hands of the Embryo.

So what are they going to do now?

'If you hit the South, you will advance to the north immediately.'

It was a war in which each other's eyes were visible. Perhaps the eastern part of the South had already finished trading some of the species.
The south becomes an anvil and the east becomes a hammer.

Embryo laughed thinly. Then I thought I would do what they thought.

'Hit the South.'

As fast and strong as possible. The troops left in the north block the eastern and destroy the anvil named southern. It proceeds on its way and sells eastern flesh.

It would have been difficult to make the same decision as if it were a war in other kingdoms other than Maji.
The reason was the spread.

The thoroughly destroyed West could not play a role as a proper supply. It was clear that the supply route that penetrated the South through the East would become unusually long.
It was a very unstable way to solve the spreading of plagiarism. No matter how well they fight, they can not fight without eating.

However, there was a way to solve this problem. Unlike in the West, the dungeons of the South were not destroyed, but were reaped under.
It was not a story that solved the supply with the forms of the dungeons underneath.

Use the dungeon superior.
Using the newly acquired dungeon as a transportation site, he buys the grain of the dungeon.
Where is the grain? If you have the money, you can supply as much equipment as you want, even as long as you want.

As everyone in the magazine admits, the delivery of the dungeon was fast and accurate. Furthermore, even the six kings were dungeon chiefs who could not do anything. The South and the East could not interfere with the dungeon trade.

Money was enough. The amount of goods collected during the destruction of the western dungeons and cities was enormous.

Embryo has a troop presence in the westernmost city. It was one of the northern states, and now it was one of the embryo's longevity.

A group of troops moved.
Embryo's army finally launched a southern attack.

As a result, Visalos' advance team made the road where Landolt Gaga was located as an attack. It was a natural choice because it was the Embrio military that planned to put the southern dungeon under its control.

The visa of the rain was a pragmatic character. He knew how to use the arrowheads collected from the West.

There was no such thing as a good declaration of war, or a speech to raise a friend's morale.

As a visa, the troops advanced to the Landolt dungeon.

A terrible dungeon battle has begun.

Scream and cry filled the dungeon.
It was even worse because dozens, hundreds of lighting fixtures had cleared the darkness in the dungeon. Nothing could obscure the tragedy that is happening everywhere.

Landolt 's dungeon, with its perfect fortification, was embarrassed by the visa army. In a typical dungeon, there has been a continuation of the defensive area that should have ended.

A poisoned poison from the floor melted the flesh of the starter. The bowls that were poured out of the corridors, wherever they could not be avoided, made forcible arrowheads into hedgehogs.

The Goblins and Kobolds, who were driven to the forefront, wept and screamed, but there was no place to back them. The Lizardmen, who were in charge of the military's main visa, did not hesitate to hit the fugitive's neck.

It was a way of marching without knowing the truth that the arrows consumed the trap.

And funny, this method was quite effective. The durability of the trap was not infinite. The corpses were blocked by the leaked gutters, and the poured thrown from the walls did not destroy the visas of the porcupine bodies that had already been set up as shields. I was just about ready to stock up on it.

The flame trap operated by horsepower did not differ. Every time I flame a fire I burned a pitiful Kobold and a Goblin, but there was a limit on the number of launches. The power of the dungeon was not infinite.

The Visa provided nearly three hundred Goblins and Kobolds as food for the Landolt trap. And as a result, it succeeded in neutralizing most of the pitfalls.

Visa, the commander of the raid, did not enter Landolt's dungeon. The visa, which was settled outside of the dungeon, along with a group of friendly forces, drew a map of Landolt's dungeon, combining information transmitted in real time.

It was a madmanlike dungeon. It was a dungeon of varying shapes depending on the owner, but the extent and depth of the dungeon were generally very small.
An experienced traveler, the visa, could almost exactly guess the size of Landolt's dungeon. So the sound of a madman came out of my mouth.

Landolt has made more than 70% of the entire area a defensive area. If we remove the living space for solving the food and shelter of the laborers, the other facilities were virtually non-existent structures.

But it's almost over. Though we had to sacrifice three hundred of the seven hundred troops that led us, we were able to neutralize almost all the dungeon traps. All that remains is the final defensive zone.

The visa confirmed the victory. So I looked at the dungeon map with a relaxed mind. I waited for the victory of the men.

"Crazy bastard."

Tigrius sneaked out of his usual routine. As a result of observing the entire dungeon through the soul of the dungeon, I could not bring out any other words.

Just as Vijarro was embarrassed by the fortification of Landoltga, Tiglius was also embarrassed by visa tactics.
It was unusual. You sacrifice all your friends to exhaust the traps. What the hell is this?

But it was effective. At first glance, it was an extreme inefficiency without ignorance, but the reality was quite different.

The dead were mostly goblins and kobolds that could not serve more than arrowheads. Of course the numbers were enormous, but the other major troops were virtually undamaged. Moreover, it was necessary to consider that the purpose of the trap was not only to kill the enemy, but also to "retard" it.

It would have been more time for the ship to be able to break through the trap in a normal way.

The only thing left was the rally. The last line of defense was kept by Rikum and the minions, but the numbers were too few compared to the enemy. Despite having sacrificed nearly three hundred troops, visa troops still counted hundreds. Moreover, horrifically, we were waiting for nearly a hundred troops outside the dungeon.

He was a dragon. For this reason, we could not even use the dungeon's secret passage to command the commander.

But Tigris did not give up.

I went into the secret passage again using Blink. At the ranch, Rikum and the minions gave up the operation to defeat the troops that entered the dungeon as they became an anvil. It was not that there was a lot of achievement, but if it were just now, it would have been a breakthrough before the breakup was done.

"Poison in the right hand, gust in the left hand."

I was cast while running. I rushed the door of the secret passage and gathered both hands together. I blew the wind of poison toward the front!

A green wind with a gruesome poisoned man swept the Lizardmen attacking the rally. In an instant, more than a dozen Lizardmen fell in shedding water.

"Tigris!"

Riccum shouted. As a proof of the melee, he was wounded and he opened his way with a battle ax that was stained with blood and flesh of the Lizardmen.

Things were not as good as Tiglius expected. All of the ships that were installed at the site were disabled. The defensive position was also almost collapsed, literally spreading herself.

Tiglius, who was temporarily disabled by the aftermath of the conjoined magic, hastily raised his body. The battle ax of Rikum once again broke Lizardman's neck.

"Come this way! I have to make space! "

Extreme fortification has brought simplification to the rest of the space. It was the heart chamber of the dungeon that was located immediately after the rally.

Tiglius waved his staff and broke the head of the Lizardmen. At the same time, he ran toward Rikum and prepared a new order.

There are not many spells available in an enclosed space, where it is also happening. I had to make a decision to sacrifice as much as I did visa.

"Firewall on the right hand, gust on the left hand."

A storm of fire sweeps through the ranch. The enemy's damage was also a cleric, but now there was no way.

Rickom groaned. Lizard Man's chest pierced through Rikum's shoulders. Orc, who fought right next to Riccum, was wrapped around a steel net by Lizardmen. I was immediately taken away without a try, and it became a piece of minced meat.

At that moment, Tiglius abandoned hesitation. I gathered the magic that I gathered in both hands into one.

"Coalesce magic! Firestorm! "

The gigantic waves of the flame covered the inside of the ridge. Not only the enemy, but also the ally all swept.
But it was strange. The color of the flame was not red. Moreover, it was not even hot.

The spirited lanterns of the laborers screamed reflexively and struck and stood there. Despite the green flames sweeping themselves, they did not suffer any injuries. Even though the Lizardmen, who are in the same flames, are dying.

Tiglius saw his hand in a daze. Firestorm was still in his hands. Some of the flames that had to be squeezed out were picked up by the green flame and could not emit the light.

And at that moment, Rikum shouted. Mammon 's laborers sang cheers. I had to go crazy and jumped into the green flame aggressively!

"The Devil of Fire!"
"Yes!"

The green flame fell. And this time the blade of black magic swept all over. It happened from the entrance of the ranch, and it was the lizardmen who survived barely in the stain.

The laborers of Landoltga were now able to see. Tiglius was delighted in the presence of his master, who was at last.

"Lord!"
"I kept it good. Tiglius. "

Yongho said with a smile. There were so many Lizardmen in the gathering place that despite the flames of the flame and the whirlwind of the black blade, there were many enemies still alive, but they did not care a bit.

Yong Ho did not stand with many support forces. There was always only one escort knight by the side.

But the Lizardmen did not dare to think about it. The ogres, which are ignorant but unmistakable, but instinctive sensations, are staggering and receding.

It was no longer a place of prejudice. They did not distinguish Pia and everyone could not think of fighting.

Tigrius solved the magic he had in his hands. And I thought.

It has changed.
It was different from the lieutenant who was dueling with himself.

What the hell happened in that short time. Moreover, it was not only the Lord who changed.

Tigrius, the magician and wizard, did not miss the fact that it was Katarina that swung the blade of black magic.

The horsepower was more than imagined. I could not guess exactly because it was instantaneous power, but at least it seemed to be equivalent to Tigris himself. Moreover, I felt the unexplainable speciality of Moore in the power that was in the magical power.

Tiglius shook his head. It was not time to think about these things.
There were still many enemies. Outside of the dungeon, Vizaro was on standby with the elite.

But Tiglius blinked instantly. I felt a strong sense of incongruity in my own thoughts.

How does the Lieutenant stand here? The pathway is full of enemies. Outside the entrance of the dungeon, Vizaro is waiting for a handful of elite bottles.

Tigris saw the dragon. Yongho laughed instead of explaining to Tigris.

Tigrius, who realized something, swallowed a dry spit. I hastily summoned the souls of the dungeons and ordered them to explain what they had seen.

And I was astonished. I was thrilled.

Outside the dungeon. Only four people were smashing up to one hundred visa troops.

Chapter 41 – The End of the Mammon Gaul