Dungeon Maker

Chapter 225: Synthetic reinforcement (3)

“It’s not just a Death Knight with Lich magic. Skull must be more than that. He could be called the King of the Undead. It’s no exaggerated title,” said Tigrius, with great excitement.

Yong-ho, who recalled the title of “No Life King,” also nodded.

But he had one question.

Why was it that Skull couldn’t speak properly even though he had been reborn as such a powerful being?

‘Is it because of me?’

The power of evolution was Yong-ho’s power. Because of this, the evolution that his subordinate spirits experienced reflected his unconsciousness.

Because of this, Catalina’s ears and tail changed in a way that she could flap them well, or Salami had a handle on his back.

Yong-ho briefly imagined Skull speaking fluently, but he soon felt very strange about it. In his opinion, Skull would be better off remaining as Skull crying ‘Skull Skull.’

As if he read Yong-ho’s mind, Skull laughed, as always. The sound of Skull’s laughter rang friendly.

“Aside from synthetic evolution, I was really amazed by the power of synthetic reinforcement. I still can’t believe my eyes even though I witnessed it. I was amazed that you gave the power of artifacts to the spirits…”

When Eligos expressed admiration, Tigrius nodded violently, too.

Returning from an old gentleman to a wizard after a long time, Tigrius repeatedly emphasized the fact that Skull absorbed the core powers of the black dirge.

Kaiwan hugged Yong-ho’s arm and said, “As I said before, I want at least a dragon heart. Please get a dragon heart and strengthen me through synthetic reinforcement. Can you do that?”

Synthetic reinforcement could give the power of artifacts to his subordinate spirits. If Yong-ho could obtain a dragon heart and reinforce it through synthetic evolution, as Kaiwan urged, she would be able to use not only amazing mana but also the dragon’s unique power just like Dragon Breath, Dragon Peer, etc.

Synthetic reinforcement could bring about a much more diverse combination than synthetic evolution that was only available to some spirits as undead or golems.

As if something came to his mind, Yong-ho asked Aamon, “Aamon, did all the twelve spirits of Mammon go through synthetic reinforcement?”

[Some of them did, but others didn’t.]

[Let me remind you for the sake of caution. I did not go through synthetic reinforcement through a spear.]

[It was not Mammon’s will that I became a spear.]

At that moment, Catalina flinched because she thought Aamon was born through synthetic reinforcement through a spear.

Aamon said, creating a soft flame as if he was smiling.

[Master, you have only one chance to bring about synthetic reinforcement per each spirit.]

[However, if you save it, you can make a big mistake.]

Yong-ho seemed to know what Aamon was talking about. Even in the game, if he saved skill points for the skills he would use in the second half, the process would become much more difficult later. Moreover, in reality, not in games, it might not be possible for him to reach the second half at all.

Skull gained the power of the black dirge by mixing his synthetic evolution with the Lich, who went through synthetic reinforcement. In other words, Skull still had an opportunity for synthetic reinforcement.

‘Well, this kind of expediency is also possible. It would take a long time to collect EXP enough to be able to bring about synthetic evolution once again.’

It was Skull that experienced the most evolutions among the dungeon spirits of the Mammon family. Probably, the pace of him accumulating evolution EXP would be comparable to Aamon by now.

However, Yong-ho felt satisfied with it. Skull still had room for growth. Skull still had a potential that he hadn’t fulfilled yet.

Yong-ho recalled the artifacts in Mammon’s armory that Asclepius guarded. Those artifacts that he could put to use for the synthetic evolution of his subordinate spirits came to his mind one after another.

While he was lost in thought, Catalina, who checked his expression, rolling her eyes, raised her hand like a student asking a question.

“Aamon, can I inherit Elune’s power just like Skull inherited the power of the 12 Spirits?”

Everyone was so surprised by synthetic reinforcement and the growth of Skull that they forgot one fact, which was as important as synthetic reinforcement and Skull’s growth. Namely, Baphomet’s death made Skull his successor. He delivered the essence of death to Skull.

The essence of the 12 Spirits was latent in Yong-ho’s magic field. It was the same with the power of Elune or Asclepius, who had already died.

She wanted to take over that power, so she could be the successor of Mammon’s 12 Spirits?

Aamon smiled at Catalina, who singled out Elune. Then he answered gladly, [Yes, that’s possible.]

[Especially, your essence is very similar to Elune. If you are qualified, Elune’s power, “justice,” will choose you.]

Catalina was glad to hear Aamon’s reply, with her face blushing. Her tail fluttered in step with her slowly flapping ears.

Kaiwan giggled at that and said, “Are you going to be a new addition to the 12 Spirits? I mean a mix of old and new generations of 12 Spirits. Yong-ho’s 12 Spirits look great.”

Actually, the process was going on. Aamon, who was Mammon’s spirit, belonged to the seven subordinate spirits of Yong-ho’s, and Gusion and Scathach would also stand by him.

“Okay, we must first conquer the 9th floor to do so. Let’s move on courageously.”

As Yong-ho spoke vigorously, Kaiwan smiled and winked at him.

“Sure. Why not?”

Me, too.”

“Skullkull”

When Catalina sneakily cut in, Skull also chimed in openly.

Yong-ho told Eligos not to, who was checking his expression at the moment, then ordered everyone including Ophelia and Tigrius.

“Let’s take a break today. We’ll have to tough it out, starting tomorrow.”

He needed to conquer the 9th floor in order to normalize Cadis Fortress and attack the territory of the King of Gluttony. Of course, the King of Gluttony was gone, and he formed an alliance with the Queen of Fury, but he still had a lot of work to do.

Kaiwan grabbed Yong-ho’s arm while everyone dissolved at his order.

She whispered gently, “By the way, Yong-ho.”

“Huh?”

“Which one is prettier, me or the Queen of Fury? The Queen of Fury or Catalina? Who was more beautiful?”

Obviously, she asked the question, recalling the mistake that he made while talking with the queen. Kaiwan smiled gently, and Catalina pricked her ears.

Instead of facing Kaiwan’s narrowing eyes, he kissed her forehead lightly and then turned around. Kaiwan was still hanging on his arm, but he didn’t reply.

Kaiwan pinched his waist slightly, and Catalina quickly caught up with him.

Skull laughed loud on behalf of him.

“Skullkull.”

No telepathy was transmitted to him this time. But Yong-ho was grateful for the fact that instead of speaking properly, Skull was acting just like him.

***

More than twenty days have already passed since the death of the King of Gluttony.

With all of the Ten Warriors, the core power, gone, there were few things Orlando, the butler, could do. He had sought the help of the three powerful masters defending the borders.

According to Orlando’s wishes, the three masters agreed to select a suitable successor among the children of the king. They had no disagreement over the fact that for the time being, they had to hide the death of the king.

Orlando, the butler, was relieved.

And the three masters had a meeting among themselves without Orland. Although they argued over their achievements in the presence of the king in the past, they were surprisingly on the same page after the king was gone.

It was futile to install the king’s successor.

None of the children of the king had the sin of Gluttony.

Only six countries existed in the demon world, and the number of countries equaled the number of kings.

What did it mean?

It was simple. It meant that a country could not survive without a “king”.

The three masters did not think of defending the king’s territory. They didn’t even have the ambition to fight each other to be the next king.

To whom would they dedicate themselves and their dungeons and dungeon spirits?

Who would pay the most for their sales?

It was natural that the three masters saw eye to eye on this. It was only those who had the same temperament as the three masters who could survive under the king.

They couldn’t move quickly now because they didn’t know how the king died.

So, they needed to watch the situation a little more, while following Oraldo’s will.

However, it was possible for them to exchange opinions among themselves.

The three masters discussed which king would guarantee them the most efficient outcome, and they were surprisingly of the same opinion.

Although they departed from different parts, all of them turned their eyes at the same place in the map of the demon world.

***

The sky of the demon world was red.

And a crimson dragon spread his wings under the red sky,

The King of Violence.

He was the largest and most powerful supreme being among the dragons.

He wasn’t in his Rare hideout place anymore. He stood on the most important land in the demon world, which was unknown to most of the beings in the demon world.

Mammon’s memories left behind in the Godly Energy of Greed confirmed it.

It was this land. Right here, the great King of Greed, Mammon, died.

The King of Violence looked around again. The stairs leading up to that high sky no longer existed.

It was the thing of the past, dating thousands and hundreds of years, closed a long time ago.

Mammon was a man who saved the demon world in a place no one knew and disappeared from history because of his betrayers.

The King of Violence raised his head high. Looking up to the sky, he let out a low voice. A strong wind from somewhere scattered the truth that the King of Sloth told, and the voice of the King of Violence.

The King of Violence no longer had any lingering attachment. He soared into the sky, leaving the land behind, where Mammon met his last moment.

He crossed the red sky of the demon world, which was not blue and should never be blue.