Dungeon Maker

"Crazy bastard!"

Tigrius cursed, which was something uncharacteristic of him.

After observing the entire dungeon through the soul of the dungeon, he could not help but curse.

Just as Bizarro was embarrassed by the fortification of the House of Randolt, Tigrius was dumbfounded by Bizarro's tactics.

Bizarro's way of attacking was far from reasonable. How could he dare to sacrifice hundreds of his own forces to destroy the dungeon traps? But he did.

And his method paid off. At first glance, it was the least effective and the most reckless, but the final results were completely different.

Most of those that were killed were goblins and kobolds that didn't play any other role than being 'arrow shields.' Although they numbered about three hundred, Bizarro could protect his main forces from the attack with little damage. Moreover, it had to be taken into account that the purpose of the traps wasn't only to kill the enemy but also to "delay" them.

If Bizarro's forces had attempted to break through the traps in a normal way, they would have had to spend much more time and energy than now.

The only hindrance that he had to break through was the gathering place. Although Rikum and the dungeon spirits were defending the final line of defense, they were outnumbered by Bizarro's forces.

Despite the sacrifice of nearly three hundred troops, Bizarro's forces still numbered over four hundred. Moreover, he had nearly a hundred troops standing by outside the dungeon.

In other words, Bizarro was a very meticulous guy. Therefore, it was impossible to ambush the commander of the enemy by using the secret passage of the dungeon.

But Tigrius didn't give up.

He went back to the secret passage by using Blink. He gave up the option of destroying each of the enemy forces in the dungeon while Rikum and the dungeon spirits were playing the role of anvils at the gathering place. As things stood now, the gathering place was in danger of being taken over even before he destroyed them in the dungeon.

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

He cast a spell while running. Pushing through the door of the secret passage, he put his hands together. Then he blew out the poisonous wind forward.

A green wind with a tremendous amount of poison swept the Lizardmen attacking the gathering ground. In an instant, more than a dozen Lizardmen fell, bleeding.

"Tigrius!"

Rikum came running to him, shouting. As if he was engaged in a fierce battle, he opened the way with a battle-ax stained with the blood and flesh of Lizardmen.

The situation of the dungeon was worse than Tigrius expected. All of the traps installed in the gathering area were neutralized. The defensive positions were also almost completely destroyed amid the fierce battle between them.

Tigrius, who was temporarily incapacitated in the aftermath of the combination magic, quickly raised his body. Rikum cut a Llizardman's neck once again with the battle-ax.

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

Extreme fortification of the House of Randolt simplified the rest of the space.

What was located next to the gathering place was the heart of the dungeon.

Tigrius smashed the head of a Lizardman attacking him with his cane. At the same time, he ran toward Rikum and prepared a new spell.

There weren't many spells available in a closed space where intense fighting was taking place at the moment. If he decided to use one, Tigrius had to be prepared to sacrifice friendly forces just like Bizarro did.

"Firewall in the right hand, Gust in the left hand."

He wanted to sweep away the inside of the gathering area with the gust of flames, which would bring big damages to the friendly forces, but he had no other choice now.

Rikum groaned. A Lizardman's long spear pierced his shoulder. The Orc, who was fighting right next to him, was wrapped in a steel net thrown by the Lizardman. It was helplessly dragged along in an instant, and it turned into a piece of minced meat in no time.

At that moment, Tigrius didn't hesitate anymore. He gathered magic in both hands.

"Combination magic! Fire Storm!"

A huge wave of flames covered the inside of the gathering area. It engulfed not only the enemy but also the friendly force.

But it was weird. The color of the flames was not red. Moreover, it wasn't even hot.

The dungeon spirits of the House of Randolt engulfed in flames screamed and struggled instinctively before stopping soon. Although the green flames engulfed them, they were not injured. On the other hand, the Lizardmen that were caught in the same flames were dying.

Tigrius looked at both of his hands in embarrassment. Fire Storm was still in his hand.

Some of the flying flames didn't flare up, swallowed up by the green flames.

At that moment, Rikum shouted. All the dungeon spirits of the House of Mammon shouted in joy. As if they were crazy, they quickly jumped into the green flames and roared!

"The Demon King of Flames!"

"Master!"

The green flame faded. And this time, the blade of black mana swept everywhere. Starting from the entrance of the gathering site, it ruthlessly hacked those Lizardmen that barely survived the green flames.

The dungeon spirits of the House of Randolt could see now.

Tigrius rejoiced to see his master who finally arrived at the scene.

"Master!"

"You've kept the defense line very well until now, Tigrius," Yong-ho said with a smile.

There were so many Lizardmen in the gathering place that there were still lots of them who survived despite the waves of flames and the whirls of black blades, but Yong-ho didn't care at all.

Yong-ho wasn't even standing with reinforcements. Next to him was only one escort knight, who always accompanied him.

But the Lizardmen didn't dare to attack him. Although ogres were ignorant, they instinctively knew who was superior, so they stepped back, screaming.

The battle didn't become more intense. Regardless of friendly forces or enemy, they didn't dare to fight.

Tigrius released the mana he concentrated in both hands and thought for a moment.

Yong-ho was a different man this time.

He was not the kind of man that Tigrius had fought before.

What the hell happened during this short period? Moreover, it was not only Yong-ho alone that changed.

Tigrius, a demon king and wizard, did not miss the fact that it was Catalina who wielded the blade of black mana.

That mana was much stronger than he imagined. Although he could not figure it out because mana was released instantly, he felt it seemed to be the same as his. Moreover, I felt some specialness embedded in mana, which he could not explain properly.

Tigrius shook his head. Now was not the time for him to think about stuff like this.

There were still many enemies. Outside the dungeon was Bizarro standing by with his elite forces.

But Tigrius blinked at that moment because he felt something very strange.

How could Yong-ho appear here? Every passage of the dungeon was filled with enemies, and outside the dungeon, Bizarro was standing by with his elite forces.

Tigrius looked at Yong-ho. Instead of explaining to him, Yong-ho laughed heartily.

Realizing something, Tigrius swallowed. He urgently called the soul of the dungeon and ordered it to explain what the Dungeon Meerkats saw.

Tigrius shuddered, astonished.

Only four men were destroying Bizarro's army numbering one hundred.

***

Demon King of Rain Bizarro couldn't understand the current situation.

Only a dozen minutes ago, he was waiting for the good news about victory while sitting in the shade.

However, something unknown poured down from the sky with a terrifying force.

There was a lot of dirt, and when it settled, the only thing he could see was the bodies of five or six mangled Lizardmen.

When he was distracted by that, there were a couple of explosions in the left and right of the one hundred elite soldiers standing in a row. It was a terrific explosion.

On the right, thunder and lightning stroke, and on the left, there occurred something very strange, such as Lizardmen soaring into the sky in groups as if they were going against gravity.

It was a pitch-black knight on a black horse that seemed to be wielding the weapon of lightning. And it was a huge red monster with black horns that threw the Lizardmen into the sky as if it were a storm.

Bizarro couldn't issue any order to his elite forces. He couldn't open his mouth because he was so embarrassed by the sudden situation.

And his embarrassing inaction could not be blamed. Even if he had issued any order at that moment, the situation would not have changed.

The last Lizardman that fought to the end without fleeing was thrown into the air. The red-skinned muscular giant, rather a beast who threw the Lizardman weighing more than 200 kg with a single punch, approached Bizarro, letting out a breath reminiscent of purgatory smoke.

Turning white, Bizarro shuddered. Although he kept thinking he had to run away, he couldn't move even a finger. As if his tendon was cut off, Bizarro's arms were drooping without moving. And his legs were bent at a bizarre angle and could not function properly.

It was one of the four that smashed Bizarro's elite forces.

Wrapped in black mana that fluttered like flames, it stood alone and looked down at Bizarro, who fell on the floor. The beautifully raised buttocks and narrow waistline obviously showed it was a beautiful woman, but its face was far from a woman. More specifically speaking, it had no face at all. There was something that looked like eyes, but they were nothing more than something like a metallic mask.

All black, it was literally a weapon. With the black mana arising from its whole body, it not only cut Lizardmen but also Bizarro's both arms.

Bizarro caught his breath. Even though his whole body was covered with wounds, he still had power. If he could release the power that empowered him as the name, "the Demon King of Rain", he could escape, rather struggle desperately.

"Don't think of anything."

The person that smashed Bizarro's legs burst into laughter.

It was exactly two, not four, who defeated one hundred Lizardmen. While a black knight on a black horse and a huge red monster smashed the Lizardmen, Bizarro could not help them out because his feet were bound by two women. He had to confront them who were equal or superior to him in fighting.

One of them, a Red Demon woman, trampled his thigh hard. He struggled again in terrible pain, and the Red Demon, Ophelia, pressed down his shoulder with both arms.

Licking her lower lip, she said, "This is your last moment, so I hope you can enjoy it enough."

This time, again, something that Bizarro could not understand happened.

With her eyes half-closed, Ophelia kissed Bizarro. He felt it was soft and sweet, but at the same time, he got goosebumps.

He lost consciousness, though very briefly. But he immediately felt that the moment he faced Ophelia, who breathed out seductively after kissing with her lower lip, he let her read his mind.

But there was no time for him to worry about it. A huge shadow came over him. Covering not only him but also Ophelia on top of him, it roared like a beast. It was displaying a clear hostility toward him.

With a smile, Ophelia stepped back.

A giant, red beast, Eligos, who turned into a beast, clenched his two fists reminiscent of a giant hammer.

Bizarro could no longer remember what happened after that.