Chapter 100 < Dungeon Reset 100 Coins >

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Jundown organized the characteristics of the flotation stone.

1) The stronger the injected life energy, the stronger the floating power that occurs.

2) The height that rises depends on the weight.

“That is, if you adjust your energy and weight, you can adjust your height to whatever you want. ”

Chungdown was excited.

Tra n slated b y Ｊp ｍ t l.c o m A floating brick!

This is almost super Mario!

[So what are you gonna do with it? If you plant it on a golem, it'll only make your arms and legs hang in the air.]

Even the rabbit admitted that flotation was strange.

However, it seemed to be useless at this point.

He kicked his tongue.

“You have too much imagination. Why do you always think about fighting? ”

[Yes?] T r an slat ed b y ｊpmt l .c oｍ

When the rabbit was confused, Jungdown smiled and said.

“Let's build a new one from the stairwell. ”

He went straight down to the catacombs.

[Master, you're back.]

The snowman Bahamut, who was cleaning the floor of the Temple, greeted Jung Downs with a heavy greeting.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but wonder when the narrow, long staircase leading down to the ground began to rip out.

[Huff? Lord, master! Why are you suddenly destroying the stairs?]

[Hey, you're talking really weird.]

[The strange thing is not the way the body talks, but the master... huh? That one?]

Bahamut finds the phantom stone in his hands and shines his eyes.

A small stone in the hands of a righteous man gives me a familiar feeling.

It was a corpse of dead ghosts that had lost all their power.

But at this moment, a golden light energy was injected into it, and it was being reborn as a completely new being.

[Hoho? Apparently, my master is walking the path of an alchemist. The more you know, the more mysterious and surprising you are.]

[Well, you're definitely not an alchemist. That's just pro shit.] Tr a n s la te d b y jp m tl.c om

Bahamut tries to misunderstand something, and the rabbit explains it kindly.

“Hmm, I thought it would be easy, but it's hard to hide. ”

Jungdown was building a floating staircase by adjusting the floating rock height in turn.

Depending on the life energy injected and the weight of the stairs, it was quite tricky and requires detailed skill.

But wouldn't it be more fun to have a rainy day challenge?

Jungdown and Alfa discussed the amount of life energy needed and had repeated meetings about the correlation between the weight of the soil and the amount of life energy needed.

Bahamut tilts his head in seriousness.

[You're not an alchemist, are you? Even the old wizards enjoyed such fierce magic discussions.]

[Uh, not really. I'm just playing.]

Hmm?

Bahamut tilts his head again.

A long time ago, wizards and alchemists always enjoyed magic discussions, and even though they looked serious and smiled like that.

“Alpha, remember the amount of life energy that fits this height. It's a hard first time. Once you get the hang of it, it'll be easier next time. ”

Tra nsla te d by jp ｍ t l.ｃ o m “Of course. Early adopters like me have developed new technologies, but if you don't use them, you get rats in your hands. ”

It wasn't something a native digging a cave would say.

But this time, Alpha was also actively helping him.

It was always welcome to decorate and decorate the temple.

After a short while, the floating air staircase was completed.

“Khh, cool. Excellent."

Jungdown was breathtaking even though he had made it.

I didn't want to see the self-indulgence, but even the rabbit had to admit it this time.

[Wow, this is really great...... Stairs in the air.]

Dungeon joined the party while everyone was satisfied.

Flash!

“Walk to the sky! ”

-Reward: skill Tran s la t e d b y Jp m tl.c oｍ

“Oh? You've become a skill after all? ”

It was a dungeon that withdrew and gave skill.

The rabbit nods.

[This was good enough to have skills. I was impressed. Check the skill content.]

“Let's see. ”

Skill

Air Stairs (Level 1) NEW

- Can make aerial stairs better.

- Work Speed +2

“I like it.”

It was only a line of descriptions, but in my experience, these skills have always been very effective.

It's like clotting dirt and breaking rocks.

“Let's give it a try. Stairs in the air!”

Using a skill, life energy drains from his hand and flows into the phantom stone he was holding.

Without Alpha's help.

This should be classified as a ‘manager skill’ in that it is a skill that consumes life energy.

“I'm getting the feeling. ”

It became instinctively able to control the amount of energy that flowed out of the hand.

When I shoved the phantom stone that made it into the square soil, the flotation stone reminded me of exactly one step.

It was as expected.

“Okay, okay. So let's do it for real, shall we? ”

He grins and picks up a handful of phantoms from his belongings.

Paaaaaah!

Ghoststones soaking in golden light one by one.

He made a new staircase in the corner of the catacombs and walked up one compartment.

That's twice the speed!

It felt similar to when I used the Lookout Tower skill.

And from a long way up, I started building new floors in the air.

That's twice the speed, of course.

So the multi-layer structure terrace was completed above the underground temple.

I made them all and stood on top of them, staring down and expressing a pitiful face.

“Whew, I had a dream one day to live in this bunk. Dreams come true."

[It's just a semi-basement. Why are you hitting me? You're right!]

“Yeah, you just pick the right words. You're right. ”

[…….]

“Ghoststones are more consuming than I thought, by the way. ”

When practicing a skill, I almost used up my Ghost Stone.

There were dozens of phantom stones on each staircase and large multi-story floors.

“I need to collect more Ghoststones. Purification skills must be practiced anyway. ”

There was one more reason to go to the witch's house.

It was a divine move to replace the boss with ghosts in the Reach.

Jungdown applauded the stage-4 manager, who had neither a face nor a name.

“Good. Let's go clean it up this time." Bahamut, you come with me. ”

The words made Bahamut's eyes glow in a meaningful way.

What the hell is going on here?

The Witch's house was the owner's place that had been guarded and polished all her life returning to death.

But now we have to invade.

What an ironic situation.

Bahamut falls flat on his face without hesitation for a second.

[This Bahamut knows all the traps and secret places there.]

“Good.”

Bahamut betrayed his former master to the bone, or to the soul.

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The Witch's House.

The gate of the jungle was set deep in the anthill that was opened in front of the boss room.

I dug a hole in the ground to create a secret place where monsters in the Witch's House won't be noticed, and won't be seen by ants.

From there, the attack on the Dungeon of Jungdown begins.

Ryu Seung Woo: Are you really going to be okay by yourself? Don't you ever overdo it? >

If you think it's dangerous, should you run away immediately? >

Ryu Seung Woo: Report survival once an hour! >

“I'm worried sick. ”

There's a commotion in Dantokbang.

Ryu Seung Woo's group is now circling back to the entrance of the second dungeon for skill training.

Because it was impossible to enter the ruins with Jungdown, worries were not enough.

Ordinary participants were systematically blocked from re-entering the dungeon they had already targeted.

At best, it was only allowed to enter the dungeon.

That's the level that goes right in front of it.

So usually participants come back here before moving on to the next dungeon to train and refurbish their food supplies or skills.

It's because it's relatively safe because it knows what monsters live in and what kind of sudden events occur.

Of course, vigilance was forbidden.

It was a dungeon where monsters blew their heads off.

Jungdown has now entered the most dangerous room in the country.

[Phew. Blabbermouth. I thought Ryu Seung Woo was your mother.]

I hated rabbits in the ears of the flying Ryu Seung Woo periodically.

Ryu Seung Woo, a colleague who had lost once, tended to take care of the safety of his own poison.

I'm as worried as the child I put by the water.

But the one on the shore...... was already growing up and robbing the water.

Gooooo!

“Hey, it's good to see you, too. ”

With a smile on my face, I remembered the energy of purification in my dream room.

And the white-eyed man behind him raises his love sickness in both hands.

[Bahamut will take care of the defense.]

A butcher's knife in one hand.

Death's sickle on the other hand.

When these two weapons are used simultaneously, Bahamut is reborn as a true envoy.

Especially the Butcher's Blade, a lover used by Bahamut before he became Rich.

A murder weapon that was used by the Witch's minions to drain the blood of intruders and allow them to walk the path of a true beast.

[The Butcher's Blade was originally used like this. I'll show you.]

The eyes of Bahamut with the weapon flash fiercely.

The monsters in the witch's house aren't all ghosts.

In fact, there were more Ice Gremlins living here, and Bahamut's mission was to prevent monsters other than ghosts from reaching down.

A true samurai.

But Bahamut was not fabulous.

[Come, pests!]

When he returned to his cold hometown, Bahamut became a true death.

He rode on frozen castles and ice sheets all over the maze, continuing to move through space, stabbing the Butcher's Blade in the back of the ice gremlins aiming for a downward descent.

Phew! Glug!

Blood splatters brutally and screams erupt.

And the power absorbed by the Butcher's Blade flows into the Grim Reaper's sickle, creating a sword.

[Die, scum.]

Spot!

The heads of enemies in the distance are slit in one blow.

This is Sura's path.

It was the encounter of Bahamut, the Witch's servant, who had sucked out the power of his enemies and pulled out endless swords with it.

He was still smiling, even though the blue blood of his fellow countrymen had seeped into the white body of Bahamut.

[Oh, look at that snowman.]

The look on the rabbit's face as he watched it from behind shook.

I felt scared for no reason.

On the contrary...

I made a broom and a garbage can, and after that, I swept away the ghost dust.

Then I asked Bahamut for help.

“Hey, give me a hand with that cleanup over there! I brought another broom. ”

[I take my orders! You Bahamut, master of broomsticks!]

Good teamwork.