Dungeon Maker

Time passed without a pause.

Nearly a day had already passed since Yong-ho saved Sitri and Samael.

Yong-ho looked at the mansion of Scachach with a nervous expression. He tried to sleep for a moment at night, but he couldn't because he was so worried.

He felt something strange about Sitri this time. Of course, he always thought of her as a special woman, but little did he think she meant a lot to him like this. In his mind, she was as important as Catalina and Kaiwan.

He closed his eyes tightly. Then he erased the old memories that kept coming to his mind.

Back then, it was a different story. There was no more bereavement now.

"They are coming out."

Kaiwan shouted. He quickly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

Like Kaiwan said, Scathach and Yustia were leaving the mansion with their faces exhausted. By keeping his promise to take Gusion here, Yong-ho could become the true owner of Scathach. Completely lifted from the blockade that bound her for more than one thousand years, Scathach could move freely outside the mansion.

It was the same for Yustia. After having recognized Yong-ho as the new master of the Mammon family from the moment she met him, she could be lifted from her confinement to the Central Library by re-registering as a general dungeon spirit of the Mammon family.

They didn't have any sleep throughout the night because they focused on healing Sitri and Samael, who were seriously wounded. Yong-ho felt sorry for their exhaustion.

However, he couldn't even comfort them by praising their efforts. As soon as he saw them, he asked about Sitri's health instinctively.

Scathach let down her shoulders a bit and responded in a rather gloomy tone.

"She has survived, fortunately. It seems that she was wounded deeply in her intestines, but it's not severe enough to not be cured. But there is some problem with her soul."

"Her soul?"

Scathach nodded. She said, looking at the flames of the red lotus that already arose before she knew it, "As Aamon said, that must have something to do with what happened on "that day." How can I describe Sitri's condition? It's like a crack in one corner of a glass bottle. The crack grew bigger because she used the power of sin excessively in such a condition."

Yong-ho felt ominous to hear that. As if she could not stand it, Kaiwan cut in suddenly, "Can't you heal her even with the power of evolution?"

In fact, he had healed quite a few injuries with the power of evolution so far.

Since Catalina not only felt the power herself but also witnessed the rebirth of Goblin Yon, who was on the verge of dying, she looked at him with anticipation.

But Scathach shook her head.

Yustia said, "Although the power of evolution is certainly very powerful, I don't think he can cure her soul with it. But don't worry too much. As Scathach said already, she has survived. Besides, she is the Queen of Sloth. As long as she regains her consciousness, she will be able to take care of her own wounds."

Catalina curled her lips, and Kaiwan sighed.

Scathach continued, "In the case of Samael, her injuries are much more severe, but because she was physically wounded, curing her is rather easy. I think she will recover her consciousness today or tomorrow."

Yong-ho could restore Samael at once with the power of evolution, but that was possible only when she could be available for evolution.

Even if Samael became a dungeon spirit of the Mammon family, it would take a considerable amount of time for her to gain evolution EXP enough for evolution.

Moreover, she was one of the five directors who were allegedly on par with the kings in terms of strength, although she had none of the Seven Deadly Sins and Godly Energy. Maybe she needed to gain evolution EXP, comparable to that of Aamon or Gusion.

Yong-ho breathed out long. He had only seen her face only a few times, but that didn't mean that he was not worried about Samael.

What happened at the Dungeon Market?

While Scathach and Yustia were concentrating on treating Sitri and Samael, Yong-ho ordered the masters under his command to stop trading with the Dungeon Market. He didn't make any big announcement about the suspension of all trading forever. He just ordered them to stop buying any stuff at the Dungeon Market for the time being.

'Sitri.'

Yong-ho once again suppressed his nervousness. Now that Sitri and Samael were not in danger of losing their lives, all he had to do was to wait for them to regain their consciousness. Then he would be able to know exactly what happened at the Dungeon Market.

"Leave Sitri to me and take some good rest. You look really haggard."

Scathach asked Yong-ho to take a rest, but he could not say anything because he was sorry.

In fact, it was Scathach who was exhausted most.

Right at that moment, Lucia's voice was heard by everyone, not just Yong-ho.

[Master!]

[Gardimundi has come back. It seems she has a very urgent business!]

Gardimundi, who visited the House of Mammon only two days ago, visited again.

It was very unusual that she came back.

Instead of responding at all, Yong-ho headed straight to the reception room, accompanied by Kaiwan and Catalina.

***

Astra, the highest-flying wild bird, flew 10,000 miles a day.

Her iridescent wings shimmering in the sunlight shattered the clouds, and her giant body was flying ahead of the wind.

The Queen of Fury sat on Astra's back and meditated. She calmed down her burning determination to fight with a sense of composure. Her abundant chest moved up and down as she breathed long. Although she was going to war, the queen was still lightly dressed.

Her white-skinned, long arms and legs were revealed, and only her thin, white clothes fluttered over her slender figure.

But she was much more colorful than usual. The Godly Energy of Gluttony in the shape of a waistband wrapped around her thin and elastic waist. She wore gold jewelry on her ankles as well as her wrists. All of them were armed with a mysterious power.

Her bodyguards lining up behind her back were also armed like her. They wore pure white clothes and wore gold coats on their arms and legs. The only one wearing armor was Kirtimuka of the Yakasha clan.

There was no darkness under the sun that rose completely. The intangible wall spreading on Astra's back broke the violent wind, and various scent was transmitted from the fragments of the wind. Kirtimuka did not miss the smell of blood mixed with the wind.

The battlefield was not far. The Queen of Fury slowly opened her eyes. She got up and looked down at the ground.

At least tens of thousands of soldiers were entangled with each other while fighting.

Luxurious and glamorous magic engulfed the battlefield, and huge spirits such as Mountain Giants and Cyclops ran wildly in the battlefield.

Strictly speaking, the forces of the Queen of Fury were on the defensive. The number of the King of Gluttony's troops was almost twice as the queen's forces.

The queen changed the way she breathed. She clenched her fists tightly. In a quiet voice, she ordered Astra. Astra cried loudly and slowed down her flying speed.

Her wild crying swept through the ground, carried by the wind.

The fighting troops on the battlefield looked up at the sky. The queen's forces as well as the King of Gluttony's troops looked at the same time.

The Queen of Fury closed her eyes. Astra twisted her body in the air, and the queen and her bodyguards left their bodies to gravity for a free fall. Naturally, they flew toward the ground.

The wind was strong. They were approaching the ground at a terrific speed, while Astra was fading away into the sky. The queen opened her eyes and glared at the ground. She saw and heard a lot of things there.

She opened her arms like wings. At the same time, she activated the power of her golden robes, and fully released her thruster energy that she had been suppressing until now.

The sky flashed with flashes of light. It seemed as if starlight was pouring into the red sky.

Each of her bodyguards was disguised as a translucent thrust giant. It was an embodiment of a thrust energy developed by the Asura clan, the most outstanding fighting race among the eight clans.

And the brightest light among them was that of the Queen of Fury. A golden light shone again from her, disguised as a red thrust energy giant. An enormous light poured out from the Godly Energy of Gluttony, a lump of Brigada.

Every soldier on the battlefield staring at the sky lost their vision for a moment. The Queen of Fury, engulfed in a light as bright as the sun, pulled her clenched fists. She looked at the ground, not the King of Gluttony's forces, then punched it with her fist, shouting loudly.

The light disappeared. Instead, a massive explosion wave swept the battlefield. The ground split apart the moment she punched it hard. It was like a giant was cracking the whole earth.

The moment she punched the ground, dozens of dungeon spirits nearby were killed by the impact of her punch. And the resulting earthquake shook the army of the King of Gluttony, sending hundreds of them off into the giant cracks or breaking them down on the ground.

This time, meteor showers rained down on them endlessly. Her bodyguards, who were disguised as the thrust energy giants like the queen, landed on the ground quickly, causing a giant shockwave across the battlefield.

The Queen of Fury stood up, stretching her knees. While flying down, she remembered what she saw on the ground. Then she released all the mana that she had received from the Godly Energy of Gluttony but also Brigada. She was holding a giant ax almost the size of a human in the right hand of the thrust engine giant with a ghostly face.

"Pour out, lightning!"

As soon as she shouted, lightning struck from the dry sky. Moreover, not one, but several lighting struck simultaneously. A terrifying lightning storm swept the ground.

All the soldiers on the battlefield were forced to look at the Queen of Fury because of her terrifying presence.

Tens of thousands of eyes were like arrows. The sudden silence was even terrifying.

Faced them all, the Queen of Fury raised her fists high. Standing proudly among tens of thousands of troops, she pointed at herself.

"Look at me! Who do you think I am?"

Her voice was as deafening as lightning. The sound of her thunderous shouting, which nobody believed could have come from the slender queen, overwhelmed them.

The Queen of Fury knew how to fight. The high morale of the troops on the battlefield where tens of thousands of troops fought worked a miracle.

"Stand up! Warriors of the eight clans!"

"Ooh-oh-oh-oh!"

"Uaaaaaaaaaah!"

The silence broke at the crying of the Queen of Fury. The atmosphere of the battlefield itself changed when the queen's forces, which were on the defensive, shouted all at once.

The thunderous shouting of the tens of thousands of troops shook the heaven and earth.

It heralded the arrival of their queen.

Not only the recruits who first fought on the battlefield but also the veterans who had already fought numerous battles knew the queen. Dritarastra, the Queen of Fury, always stood at the forefront. When she was with her troops, they were never defeated. As long as they trust her, their morale could not be higher.

The Queen of Fury stood at the forefront again.

Just as the queen's army knew it, the forces of the King of Gluttony also knew it.