Dungeon Maker

CHAPTER 52 # 2 The Great King of Greed From Mammon, the tongues of kings who rule the mystery have always been fixed.

Arrogance, jealousy, lust, sex, fury, sloth.

I had to. He who has no sin can not have the strength and power to be called a king.

It was an old saying. It was a natural fact that no one was able to do anything.

However, the person who denied the fact from the front appeared.

He had no sin. But his strength was comparable to kings with iniquity. His forces were also in need of establishing a nation.

He was the greatest fleshman and the most powerful man of magic in the kingdom.

The kings regarded his presence badly. The king of Zinchis declared that his presence was blasphemy against the kings, and many kings expressed sympathy in this declaration.

The world of the dragon is a dragon.
A world where power is justice.

Finally, one of the kings stood up. In the absence of iniquity, he caused a war to punish the cheeky beings called kings.

The king of the former shrine. Called the King of Paris, he attacked the nameless king 's territory with millions of hermits. The momentum was so great that it seemed to overturn the entire mystery. Many kings of the majesty, as well as the kings, expected Beelzebul's success.

But the results betrayed everyone's expectations. Beelzebul was a gruesome defeat. The colorful dragon corps that ruled the heavens and the earth destroyed the army of horsemen made up of yellow horses.

Beelzebul was killed by the nameless king. Thanks to the magic of last resort, I did not imagine the sins and wounds of the slaughter to the unnamed king.

The news of Beelzebul's defeat shook the entire mage. He who did not have sin was sure to knock out the owner of the sin which was already called king. It has not happened once in the last few thousand years.

Now the whole world was forced to admit it. It is only a secondary problem that sinful kings regard his presence as unfavorable.

The unnamed king got his tinnitus.
There was only one tinnitus for him who overwhelmed his king and army with his power.

King of violence. The Magi called him so, and eventually the kings recognized his presence.

It was a story of the past over two hundred years already.

And for over two hundred years, the king of violence was silent. He never left his land. He was the one who did not cross the border, even when he defeated the soldiers of Beelzebul.

A new king of food and a king of fury appeared. The king of Oman was also his son.
At the moment of the turmoil he was standing like a mountain.

The king of the day thought that the king of violence would also be his competitor when the northern fight was over. But it was only a matter of handling variables. Even the kings of wisdom who guarded the most violent king among the six existing kings did not really think that he would engage in the war between the kings.

Then the king of violence moved.
He was ordered to march on to the colorful dragon corps, just as he laughed at his evaluation and guesswork.

Of course, it was not the beginning of the war. The dragon corps was still in the area of ​​the king of violence. The troops were gathered at the border with the king of the shrine.

But even that was a big threat. It has never happened in the past two hundred years.

The king of the rage that heard the report of Kirtimuka blinked his big eyes. At the moment, he wondered if his faithful friend and loyal servant, Kirti Muka, had made a joke full of power. It was such an amazing story.

"You moved?"

I asked the car again. Kirtimuka nodded enthusiastically.

OK. The dragon corps gathered in the border area with the king of the shrimp. Oh my god… It is a terrible legion enough to tremble even though I have seen it. "

Kirti Muka, who was shaken, walked a little closer to the King of Fury and started a golden bracelet on her arm. Then a small image was unfolded in the air above the bracelet. It was the sight of the gangbyeons who patrol the border area with the king of the shrimp.

Dozens of dragons covered the sky and the ground. Thousands, tens of thousands of monsters under the control of the dragons, together with a number of monsters were really scary.

The King of Fury took a deep breath. Despite knowing that the corps was heading to the King of Sterling rather than himself, the sweat ran along the spurs.

"Master, the king of violence is our ally, right? right?"

Even Kiritimuka, a brave Yaksha woman, could not hide his fears.
The King of Fury nodded slowly. He tolerated the question of Kiritimka, who was even a bit rude. The King of Fury himself is a moment, but he feels uneasy.

"Yes, it is. You and I are secret alliances. We do not have to fight against armies and armies. "

Kiritimka said not only to himself. I calmed my surprised chest with a deep breath.

'It's okay, it'll be okay. I'm an ally with you. How many times have I been helped? '

Between the King of Fury and the King of Violence, the other kings were too good to imagine. It was proof that the King of Fury called the King of Violence without a fault.

The king of violence was an adult who could believe and depend on the King of Fury. He was always an adviser to help the right judge.

The King of Fury bites his lips once. Because of the immensity of the king of violence, I never had any political or military talk. The advice of the King of Fury himself was mostly confined to personal affairs.

But I thought it was allied though. I believed it would be on one side whenever war with other kings occurred.

To be honest, I was sorry. How can you not give yourself a license when doing such a massive military action?

'No, it's not happening.'

The king of violence would also have something wrong. Perhaps at this moment, the envoy of the King of violence might be running toward his palace of wrath.

And it was a national affair.
Even now, I had to build a proper alliance on a friendly relationship.

The King of Fury knocked his cheek lightly. I focused on what happened.

The king of violence and the king of food were bad. But this relationship was somewhat unilateral.

The king of hate hated the king of violence. Although it was the relationship between the kings who were originally bad, it showed the hostility enough to be severe.

There have been various rumors about this. There was also the story of the influence of Beelzebul, the king of the former savior, and the story that the king of the food was not pleased with the king of violence without sin. There were those who considered the origin of the inferiority inherent in the King of the violence to be the cause of the King of the violence.

The king of the horses was the one who started from the lowest wrestler. He was a prominent figure who climbed to the seat of the king as a result of the power of sin.

On the other hand, the king of violence was a strong person from birth. It is a dragon that never falls when one of the strongest races of majesty is mentioned – it was born as a powerful red dragon among them.

Of course, the king of the shrimp was born with iniquity at the time of birth, so it was exactly the same as a special birth. But even so, there was a difference. Sin was the pearl necklace of the pig neck for the lowest witch. I could not even imagine how much trouble the king of the horses would have gone through to the king's place.

'But the violent man is not sleeping now?'

In the midst of the northern war, the king of violence was the real reason for silence. Thanks to the king of the rage and in the years I have not met the king of violence.

"done. It's not a problem to solve here. "

"master?"

The King of Fury put the ghost mask face down again. It was just a conscious act rather than a reason. He stretched out his hand as if relieving Kirtimuka, knocking on her shoulder, two more heads than he was.

"Let us go back. I need to send an envoy to you. If I go away, I will move myself. "

No matter where the king of the shrimp was doing, it would be struggling and struggling by now. It was clear that he was not the one who acted like a prank, but the king of violence was already showing his popularity. The king of the shrimp did not know what to do.

Clear right. I will prepare to return immediately. "

Kirtimuka nodded his head, who was just centered on the trustworthy master. I left the balcony after hurriedly example. It was to gather the soldiers scattered throughout the auction halls and prepare the wagons.

The king of the wrath to follow such a Kirti Muka has just returned the steps he was about to take. I looked back for a while.

Maybe Later

Even if the pounding of the chest was real, it was not the time to compete with it.

I knew the face and it became it. If you really have a kite, you will meet again.

The King of Fury turned again. He stepped forward as king of a nation rather than a pure virgin.

When the King of Fury caught his heart, Yongho was overwhelmed.

'Are you sure?'

The eyes of the King of Fury met. The distance was far away, but I could be sure.

'why.'

It was time this auction started. There was no reason why the King of Fury would come to the balcony, which would also be visible on the balcony where the wagons take off.

Of course, in some circumstances there was a 'chance' that could be a reason, but the possibility was too low.

If the King of Fury is looking for himself. So if you have had a second encounter.

In the worst case, he might have been discovered to be a king of greed.

No. It will not. '

It was not just optimistic. It was a very short moment, but I could feel it when my eyes met.
Panic? Surprise Palpitations

'This is not entirely noticeable.'

If you were surprised and surprised by the fact that Yongho was the king of greed, everything was explained.

'Oh, I do not know. I do not think so. It's unlikely. '

Even so, the king of the fury did not have the heart of the king who drank. Moreover, the second encounter took place farther than when Yongho was confronted with the King of Meat. It was unlikely that I would have noticed, and if I had not noticed, the King of Fury would not have seen anything but just staring at me.

'This is the harvest, too. I saw the face of the King of Fury. '

It was the beauty of the neat feeling that was not suitable for the tongue called fury. Yongho closes his eyes and once again remembers the face of the King of Fury.

And there were two who watched such a dragon.

"That's what you think of another woman right now, is not it?"

Kaiwan, who watched Yongho with his frosty eyes, said he was killing him. Katarina nodded quickly.
The dark elf was particularly bright and Katarina also saw the King of Fury on the balcony. I just thought that I was naked and that I could not think of the King of Fury because I was naked and demon-possessed.

Katarina whispered what she saw, and Kaifan frowned. It was because I did not like the expression of the dark hair of the dark blue hair. Kaizan told Katarina again.

"I will be responsible for the impasse and agony, so you take on the purity and the. Promise me?

The salami told me that this was what I was talking about, but my head was pierced by a frieze, but it was Katarina, not salami, to hear the story. Katarina rolled his eyes once and whispered again. Kaiwan screamed.

"No, what are you sexy … Damn, it's a mixed succubus. "

Katarina, who had been a blind eye for a while, laughed with ear and tail. Kaiwan said again.

"Anyway, you can not let it sell. Promise me?

Katarina nodded enthusiastically. Like Kaiwan, I looked at Yongho with his cool, sharp eyes.

The sky was dark. But the darkness was not able to completely block the giants of the stars under the pouring stars.

Dragon
Perfect beings as one.

Such dragons were crowded. He became a corps and watched the king's land.

The king of violence did not join the dragon corps. His body was still a mountain in the dragon lair, deep in the western part of the mystery.

But his consciousness was awake. With the wonder of King of Greed, Mamon, he saw fragments of imperfect memories. Thus, I grasped things that happened to Mammon, the king of greed.

Unknown stories. Concealed facts.

It was a past thing that has already passed. Perhaps it was nothing more than a present and a future, just a legend and an excitement to shed.

The king of violence did not open his eyes. However, his open consciousness lifted his head and saw the south.

He was intuitive. It was once a magic that had been cheating the battlefield in the hands of Mammon, the king of greed.

A sin that has not appeared for over a thousand years. The seventh king who disappeared. Greed is back.
He was now in the south.

Chapter 52 – Abandonment, Chapter 53 – Leadership to the King.

Chapter 52 End of # 2