Dungeon Maker

"I feel sorry for the owner of the fourth floor."

Gusion laughed and crossed his legs. Catalina sat next to him, in the special reserved seat, instead of Aamon. Unlike Gusion, who was full of contentment and composure, Catalina looked at the arena with a nervous expression.

On each side of the wide circular arena, stood each of the participants. Standing on the left was the Crimson Ogre, Victor, the fourth floor master and on the right was Yong-Ho, the owner of the House of Mammon.

Crimson Ogres were the elites of the Ogre race. Similar to the Hobgoblins of the Goblins race, and the War Orcs of the Orc race.

Not only were Crimson Ogres much larger than the typical Ogre, they were also red all over similar to the red demon race. The red light emanating from both of the Crimson Ogre's eyes looked terrifying

Furthermore, Victor wasn't simply an ordinary Crimson Ogre. He was a powerful force compared to ordinary Crimson Ogres, one of which had threatened the House of Mammon on the day that Yong-Ho had ascended to the throne.

However, Yong-Ho wasn't afraid of Victor. It was thanks to his experience against previous powerful enemies, but it was more due to his concern with what Aamon was currently saying to him in his mind.

[Brigada is a fragment of the true demon king's flesh.]

[Because of this, it responds to the Seven Deadly Sins, which are fragments of the soul of the true demon king. Both fragments mutually resonate with one another.]

[My young master. Stay focused. Brigada is like a lantern that guides one's way through the darkness, and even you, who is still inexperienced, will be able to unleash the power of Greed with Brigada's help.]

Yong-Ho didn't know what the true demon king was.

It was also the first time he had ever heard of the terms 'fragments of flesh' or the 'fragments of the soul'.

But he somehow naturally understood.

A light arose from the piece of crown grasped in his left hand. The aura of Greed burned not only on the surface of his body, but it also penetrated deep inside him. It became one with the flow of his mana.

The power of Greed was extremely rough. It was difficult for them to combine naturally.

But they had definitely become one. The flesh desired the soul, and the soul desired the flesh.

The current intensity was not a rejection. Rather, it was evidence of the strong synergy taking place between them.

[Focus. And yearn for it.]

[The Seven Deadly Sins came from the soul of the true demon king. Therefore, each sin has a different nature.]

[The root of Greed is hunger. Desire. Covetousness. Liberate the power of Greed.]

Yong-Ho drew in his breath. He strongly held Aamon up in front of him.

He connected to his desires just as Aamon had requested him. He thought of each of his desires one by one.

The flames of Greed burned even brighter.

The things he wanted. The things he wanted to do. The things he wanted to enjoy.

He was true to himself. He yearned with purity. Greed was not dependent on the nature of the desire. Rather it was the strength of the desire, the more powerful Greed became and the more powerful he became.

The Crimson Ogre's eyes shook as he gazed at Yong-Ho. The aura emanating from Yong-Ho was unusual. Victor's reasoning was shouting to him that he had to rush Yong-Ho right away, but his instincts refused.

It wasn't just the mere flames that bothered him. In Victor's eyes, the flames instead looked like a living creature. The flames seemed to create a figure of a terrifying being.

Victor's breath became rough. Yong-Ho's breath, on the other hand, became increasingly calm. The flames still seemed to be wild and out of control, but in reality they weren't. They were under Yong-Ho's control.

[A little more. Desire a little more. Yearn for it.]

[My young master.]

[Master of Greed!]

Aamon loudly exclaimed. Yong-Ho desired.

He desired to win. He desired to defeat the floor master of the fourth floor to gain Mammon's mana and to take the artifacts from Gusion. He also wanted to see Kaiwan again. He wanted to save Kaiwan and make Gusion his loyal subordinate. It was exhilarating to imagine Gusion calling him master.

And, and!

Yong-Ho stepped forward. He hit the ground and raced towards the Crimson Ogre. He was as straight and fast as a loose arrow. All the flames from Yong-Ho's body concentrated together and were then channeled into Aamon.

Victor reacted. He suppressed his instincts to flee by letting out a roar. And with that roar, he charged towards Yong-Ho.

Catalina tightly clutched her hands together. Gusion rose from his seat with a fierce smile upon his face.

Dodging was the right thing to do. The answer was for Yong-Ho to use his quick agility to dodge Victor's attack and then counter attack his side. That's what Catalina wished for.

However, Gusion didn't think so. And neither did Yong-Ho.

Victor's roar filled the arena. He swung his huge iron club with all his might, causing it to resemble a thunderbolt.

However, Yong-Ho did not avoid the thunderbolt-like club. He firmly stood face to face with his opponent. He thrusted Aamon towards Victor. He liberated the power of Greed.

The unleashed power was overwhelming.

The great torrent of power was like a tyrant destroying everything in its path.

Victor's iron club couldn't reach Yong-Ho. It was deflected at a similar thunderbolt-like speed. A powerful mass of power, that could no longer be said to resemble a simple flame, smashed into Victor. The power was so overwhelming, that only the expression 'swallowed' was appropriate to describe its impact.

Victor's upper body was completely annihilated by the flames. And yet, the unrelenting momentum of the flames did not slow down, instead they began to burn the surrounding atmosphere and then collide with the invisible wall that surrounded the arena. The impact of the enormous force shook the entire arena.

Catalina gazed at Yong-Ho with rapt attention.

The arena's spirits in the audience were rendered speechless. Among them, those who were past masters of the House of Mammon understood instinctively.

That was Greed. That was the power of the Seven Deadly Sins. In terms of absolute power, Yong-Ho still wasn't powerful enough to reach them, but yet he still unnerved them. Their intrinsic quality of power was different. As the saying goes, 'they were in different worlds'.

Gusion smiled brightly. He unknowingly whispered Mammon's name into the air.

Victor was sure to have seen it.

The face of Greed. The appearance of the true king from the fragment of the king's soul.

There was no reason to wait for Victor's resurrection. Gusion was completely convinced. He now looked at Yong-Ho - 'Young Master' - with friendly eyes.

Yong-Ho exhaled and stretched out his stance. He didn't think of correcting his posture. There seemed to be an indescribable sense of power within him that dominated his whole body.

This was Greed.

This was the power of the Seven Deadly Sins.

But that wasn't all. It was only just the beginning. He had only experienced the tip of the iceberg.

[Great job. My young Master.]

[I believed that you could do it.]

Aamon softly spoke. But, with a hint of laughter mixed within. It was the first time that Yong-Ho had ever heard Aamon laugh.

[However, my young Master.]

[Your desires are mostly related to women. And so was the last desire that you thought of right at the end.]

[I understand that the young Master is currently in his prime, but you've not even experienced a woman yet.... how come?]

Yong-Ho's whole body suddenly froze in quite a different sense than ever before. His sense of accomplishment which had been seething throughout his body suddenly died. For some reason, a strong silence hovered around Yong-Ho. A small amount of cold sweat seemed to drip from his forehead.

After a while, Aamon spoke again.

[I'll keep it a secret from Gusion.]

Should he be thankful, or ask to be left alone?

Fortunately, Aamon was caring, unlike Gusion. Aamon transformed from his lance form back into a bracelet. In addition, Aamon's presence, which he had initially felt beside him, now felt distant.

"Master! Master!"

Catalina's bright voice could now be heard, as the invisible barrier, surrounding the arena, had now disappeared. As expected, her ears and tail were flapping while she waved towards him. Her cheeks seemed to be burning with excitement.

"Uhh."

When Yong-Ho remembered the last desire he had during the battle against Victor, he quickly turned around after waving his hand a little. As he turned away from Gusion's gaze, he reached out towards Mammon's mana emanating from Victor's body.

He absorbed Mammon's mana.