Somewhere in the New World, Holly Woods' Mountain

A few months after the Battle of Eldorado.

Sitting on his throne, in the darkest room of the dungeon, Furiben was dizzy with excitement.

His contribution has finally been recognized!

"Hello everyone and welcome to the next episode of Dungeon Today." A tall, burly red demon speaks to a floating mirror, teleporting the image back to the "Happy Nation". "I'm the host Pepito, and today, we're going to interview the most popular person for this year's Death Awards, the Lich rival of Winquil Knight Bane himself...... Furibang!"

"Former competitors. We forgot about each other. ”Fu

ibo

Looking more closely at the demon, he was seen to be somewhat familiar. "Aren't you the announcer at Brandon Moore Arena?"

"Yes, I lost my job shortly after Vajk ate the audience," the demon said. "But after six months of despair and homelessness, I picked myself up again and took the monster world by storm!"

It's nice to see that the survivors of the old regime in Ishfania have all turned their ways, even Miss Moore. This only confirms Fulbon's belief that revenge is a pointless waste of time. After all, if he spends all his time planning K

ightsba

E's demise, he will not be able to realize his dream of building a famous dungeon.

“Fu

ibo

Sir, your dungeon 'The Tomb of Fu

ibo

'Obtained deaddie Awa

DS was nominated for five categories, including 'Deadliest Dungeon', 'Best Support Mini-Boss', 'Best Dungeon Boss', 'Best Dungeon Design' and 'Best Dungeon Sound Design'. This is your first official job, and you must feel honored. ”

"I'm very proud," Furybon replied. "Especially the best sound design. It took a lot of effort for my team to put these rats in the wall. A dungeon is more than just a place; It is an atmosphere. To be honest, I was going to bring my Gollum Castle a year ago, but ......"

“K

ightsba

e ?”

“K

ightsba

e。 "It's a pity that he's always been proud of his Black Beast miniboss." Indeed, I have become an adventurer and made a name for myself fighting the evil [Toon] monsters that inhabit the forests of Hawley. But deep down, I will always be a dungeon lover. ”

"Then, you may have a new chance to use your passion against Bane, the Knight of Vionk!" Did you know that he will be part of a team of adventurers alongside [Paladin] superstar Kia Bekele?"

Fu

ibo

Giggled. "Very interesting".

"It's not a joke."

The lich was silent for a long time, realizing that the demon was serious. "I never thought I'd empathize with a (Mithra paladin)," the lich admits after considering the meaning of the phrase. "I hope she's safe."

"To showcase his dungeon design, Fu

ibo

and his team agreed to give us a full live demo," the demon announced, immediately changing the subject. "Let's meet our players."

“[Fu

ibo

of the Divination Ball], "Fu

ibo

Casting a spell of his own design, a ghost crystal ball shows the entrance to the dungeon, and the room appears in front of him. His teammates gather in a massive stone hall, separated from the dungeon's first corridor by a purple energy barrier and a dragon statue.

"Sara Dillon," the demonic narrator pointed to the black-haired female beast. She carries a large cylinder filled with bombs, potions, and monster playing cards. "A crazy [alchemist] [gambler] whose ridiculous luck protects her from everything!"

"It's not luck, it's fate." Rat Jin protested, the demon's voice piercing through the divination mirror. Before her final duel with the knight Bane, she was Fu

ibo

of training partners.

"Marty Oaklin, the extraordinary goblin hunter." The unofficial leader of this team is a powerful orc, clad in iron armor and wielding a magic bow. "As an (archer) [mercenary], he combined combat efficiency with a keen tactical acumen."

"Just because my professional intelligence growth is low, doesn't mean I'm stupid," the orc declared.

Then the demon pointed to the prettiest of the group, a pink-haired elf dressed like a belly dancer; Her beauty belies her deadliness. "Jenny Stavelauer, half [bard], quarter [fencer], quarter [dancer]. A killing machine that kills evil in its own way. ”

"I'm double neutral, so I can walk both ways." The elf replied.

"It's finally here, Mr. Raptor." Finally, a hawkish team member hung from his cane with a frustrated expression on his face. "A Birdman (Wizard) and (Dice Priest), which is the main reason why his team survived the suicidal impulse."

"Until now," complained the bird in a melancholy voice. "Shh

"I have a panacea, and I can cure almost any of your ailments." Furiben replied calmly. "You still owe me my life because of that El Dorado affair."

"yes, but I thought we'd pay you for time off or something. It's not to give you free torture!"

"Raptor, you're exaggerating," Jenny said. "Of course, Fu

I was a little quirky, but he would never get to that point. ”

"He's right, the dungeon isn't meant to be fun." Fu

ibo

Whispered to the Demon Reporter that his voice was too low for his team to hear. "It's about emotionally draining the will of adventurers, destroying them physically and mentally. I prefer the old-school approach, with each room carefully designed to exacerbate the pain. ”

"So what do you have to say about the new 'random dungeon' campaign? The ghost asked him. "In recent years, they have had a lot of success, especially against unpredictable dragon adventurers."

"They're hackers! Dungeons are art! Every room has to be carefully crafted, otherwise it won't be memorable!" The Lich does have a trap room where high-level monsters can be summoned randomly, but this is only a one-time gimmick. "As for the dragons, I've found the ultimate defense against their raiding dungeons."

His team was already scouting the barrier, and Marty fired an arrow, but the bullet disintegrated as soon as it made contact. They turned around to examine the statue of the dragon and noticed a hole in its mouth with an inscription written on its chin.

2,500 gold per person.

"I make them pay."

"We have to pay to get in?!" Jenny complained.

"Every time." Furiben replied through the ball. "Even if it's for demonstrations, I'm not going to give you a free ticket."

"After we've been through so much together?" Sa

At complained. "You traitor!"

The whole team protested loudly and tried to find a way through the barrier without paying. in vain; Only Fu

ibo

Only the casters of their own alliance can hope to pass.

As for the rest of the dungeon, he built it with the best materials. Even dragons can't break through it, and multiple magic defenses cancel favorite tactics like teleportation, invisible......

"It's to force them to make a commitment," Fu

ibo

Explain to the demon that his team ended up paying the tribute after failing to bypass the obstacles. "The problem with adventurers is that they scout dungeons. They enter, kill monsters, leave, heal, and come back. By imposing a monetary penalty every time they enter, I forced them to complete the dungeon in one go. ”

It also pays for the maintenance of the dungeon.

These traps don't come cheap.

Fu

ibo

Very proud of his death course.

Thanks to the magical extension of space magic, this extremely long corridor is an engineering marvel. As soon as the film crew walked in, they triggered the main trap: a rolling boulder fell right behind them. Since the corridors, like the entire dungeon, stretched underground, they soon discovered that there was no other way but to move forward.

The monolith is made of Star Metal, the most powerful alloy in Outmund, which is completely impervious to magic. It cannot be teleported, removed, or stopped. It can even crush invisible creatures.

Fu

ibo

Lit it with oil.

Of course, the lich wants his challenger to struggle for survival, so he also sets up treacherous mines throughout the corridors. His poor team members ran frantically inside, trying to dodge the spells cast on them by the wand with treachery hidden in the wall. Lightning, Fireballs, Acid ...... Necromancers don't hesitate to spend their money.

"Oh, I see someone who likes the classics!" The demon said that Sara had triggered a hidden hole in the ground, which hung right on the edge of the hole. A trap that can trap humanoids, but not enough to stop boulders. "Is that a snake pit?"

"Sort of. I've found that snakes in the pit end up eating each other and then starving to death unless they get a steady supply of meat. ”

"That's why the traps of the tombs are prone to degradation, folks, they've never been made for more than 100 years," the demon told his demonic audience. "Even Aknapep, who set a single-player dungeon award record with the Tower of Sabra, had to turn his snake into immortal."

"I also thought about the undead, but then my teammate Marty came up with an innovative solution," Fu

ibo

explained, as he quickly burrowed into the pit, "Robots. ”

"Robots?"

If you look closely, the pit is full of acid-spitting mechanical snakes. They hissed at the rats, and the rats' orc allies struggled to save the rats from being stoned to death.

"Robot snakes, robot sharks, machine pests," Fu

ibo

explained. "All eco-friendly puppets that will stand the test of time."

"So your teammates are stuck between rocks and hard places?" The demon laughed, and Furiben didn't find it funny. "So you deny the allegation that Golem automation caused job losses?"

Fu

ibo

"I feel like puppet automation completes the labor force in the dungeon, not replaces it," he said. Although he is grateful for the reduction in labor costs.

"Why don't you die, you stupid thing with a sword?!" Elf Jenny roared, stabbing a screaming sword frantically. The beast of prey made the Raptor Priest lean against the ground, while the rest of the team held the two chest mimics in the bay.

In wise ignoring Fu

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After all the "free items" left behind on the road (all of which are poisonous), the group could not resist the temptation of a room full of boxes. "I'm still amazed that the adventurers weren't aware of this predatory tactic," said the evil commentator. "Someone should have invented a spell by now to distinguish the ribcage from the imitator."

"It's useless." The lich said that the voice was loud enough for his teammates to hear. "Each chest in the first half of the dungeon is a powerful simulacrum, immune to magic detection."

"Every boob?" The Raptor grumbled angrily.

"Each one, one is stronger than the other." Furiben replied, and whispered to the demon commentator. "But the treasure chest in the second half is real, and it is full of powerful treasures."

"But if the challenger thinks all the boobs are imitations, won't they ignore them?" The demon asked in a low voice, keeping the team in the dark.

"That's right. I want them to ignore the real treasures and feel tears of regret and pain only when they realize the truth. ”

"It's cruel."

"A friend has a proverb," said the lich. "They're doomed, and it's art."

So far, the group has managed to kill the imitators without getting any loot. They only got the key to the next room.

Marty the Orc carefully opened the nearest lock, carefully guarding the trap before quickly backing away when the door opened. He raised his bow and aimed at what was waiting for him outside the threshold.

It turns out that an innocent duck is found. The bird looked up at the orc, who frowned in confusion.

Jeanne's eyes widened in horror. "Marty, shoot the ducks."

"What? The archer asked rhetorically, and the bird's eyes were filled with a light of abuse.

"Kill this beeping duck!"

The monster quacked and pounced on the group. The archer reacted much faster, and he instinctively shot the bird to death.

Prosperity!

A violent explosion of flames and feathers slammed Marty into the opposite wall, shaking the room.

"W-what is that?" Raptor asked, rushing to his ally to heal him.

"A (suicide duck)!" Jenny shouted. "As a defense mechanism, they explode upon contact, dealing about 300 (fire) damage!"

"Wait, they use suicide as a survival mechanism?" Sa

AT asked. "Isn't that self-defeating?"

"The predators around them tend to become extinct very quickly," Furiben happily replied.

Jenny sighed. "Marty, shoot when you see a duck."

Fu

ibo

Pressing a button on his throne, a wall of the chest room opened.

The eyes of dozens of birds watched the group of adventurers from the shadows, and ominous quacking echoed through the dungeon.

After losing their arms and eyes, suffering trauma and humiliation, the team finally arrives in the true treasure room.

A treasure worthy of the knight Bane awaits, a mountain of gold, precious stones, and magical items, buried in a cellar the size of a city district.

But as soon as they entered, the door to the room locked behind them. As the mountain of coins transforms into human form, adventurers prepare for battle. The treasure grew arms and legs in order to better crush the thief.

A [Mythical Coin Golem] mini-boss.

"Despair!" Marty the Orc prepared his bow and used all his strength; His arrow turned into a red-hot missile, hitting the puppet at the speed of a cannonball.

To Fuliben's great surprise, the arrow pierced the puppet and blew it away with a single arrow. The projectile continues to fly, shattering the vault after hitting it.

"I knew Fu when we arrived at the treasure

i would do something like this," Marty boasted as the miniboss fell, "so I brought a lot of (a

tisslaye

Arrows. ”

"Before we came here, I gave them the power of alchemy," Sara added, holding up her newly amputated left arm. "See? You'll guess, Fu

i!”

"Well, that's so disappointing," Fu

ibo

Admit. Never underestimate an adventurer. "But you're not done yet."

He clicked on the new mechanic on the throne, and the layout of the entire dungeon changed. The new area replaces the old, the trap rebuilds itself, and the death process takes on its true form.

"Now, you must get out of the dungeon." The lich explained. "Face it bravely in the second half!"

"I've lost an arm, Fury!" Sara the mouse complained. "It's not funny at all!"

"I said I would cure you, both physically and mentally." He even had a huge bank account in place – all of his possessions and all the winnings from his adventurous career – just in case. Although Frebon will never admit it...... He's already taken a liking to these bastards. "But even if we are..."

"Friend," said Jenny. "It's called a friend, Fury."

"Yes, yes." The lich cleared his throat, embarrassed. "To be fair, though, I have to treat every challenger equally."

"In that case...... "Priest Raptor pulled out a pendant hidden under his robes." If I use this, you won't complain!"

Furiben recognized the thing and was stunned. "No ......"

"A [talisman of true memories]," the Raptor explained. "It will teleport us to the Vault and ignore the teleportation block!" Spent all my money!"

"Oh, could it be that the dungeon lord forgot to make up for that weakness?" The demonic narrator asked.

"I didn't expect that," Fu

ibo

Admit. The amulet is powerful enough to bypass his guardianship. "It's not going to change anything."

Although his last move will have a little less effect.

"Everyone, bring what you can and let us teleport out," the priest told his team. "I set the teleportation point in front of the barrier."

"Where's my [bottomless bag]?" Sara grumbled as she checked her bracelet.

"I think the duck blew it up," Jenny replied coldly, holding all the gold coins in her arms. The others brought two bags full of gold. Enough of being in the dungeon, they desperately wanted to escape as soon as possible.

The priest activated the amulet, and its power even bypassed Fu

ibo

Powerful magical protection. The group disappeared from the treasure room and were teleported back to the entrance.

Just as his last trap was activated, Furiben had his divination ball follow the group.

"What......" the velociraptor widened in horror.

To the horror of the group, their hard-won gold lost its brilliance.

As soon as they crossed the fence at the dungeon's border, they triggered an emergency spell. The last joke is to punish the adventurers for their greed and teach them the value of prudence.

In an instant, all their gold turned dark gray.

"Lead". Marty the Orc's eyes turned hollow in despair. "It's all lead."

"Gold turns into lead when it comes out of the dungeon," Fu

ibo

Say. "The best things in the vault are the humble things."

That's why he invented the spell [Turn Gold to Lead] in the first place.

He had expected the first explorers to cry when they discovered the landscape. However, they stood silently around their worthless loot, their faces pale and their eyes devoid of hope. They didn't make a sound, and they didn't scream in frustration.

And so they broke.

"Pretty." The demon nodded to himself. "So, if someone accuses you of being addicted to lead, how would you answer?"

"I admit that it has turned into a kind of ......" Fu

ibo

Struggling to find a word, "a sinful pleasure." ”

Still, he felt pain in his chest as he looked at his destroyed team. This says a lot, because he has no heart anymore.

"I'm going to ask you guys to take a trip to Las Vegas." Furiben said through the crystal ball. "I'll pay for your gamble."

"You're also inviting us to Leviathan sushi?" Jenny looked up hopefully.

Fu

ibo

sighed. "Yes."

"Ah, I have tears in my eyes," said the evil commentator. "Even if it's just for the camera."

Fu

ibo

"I hope you enjoy this passionate dungeon design," he said. He can't wait to win his first death prize.

"Indeed, dear viewers, this is the behemoth of the dungeon, and it will surely defeat all its opponents." The demon said to the mirror, then turned to Fu

ibo

Let's go. "Five minutes until the end of the interview, can you tell us what you think of the new Dragon-Formo War?"

Fu

ibo

Thinking about it, he realized that he had no idea what the demon was talking about. "Excuse me?"

"What do you think of Vaquil Knights' decision to call a conclave of dragons to burn Praidan to ashes?"

Oh.

Oh, it finally happened.

Fu

ibo

The first reaction was to ignore it entirely. It wouldn't do any good to associate with the Knights Bane and Dalton, even if they had a good time; He stays in his hemisphere, away from the noise, and there will be less headaches.

However, he heard rumors. The orcs have leveled up and collected the weapons needed for the war. His experience in the War of the Century taught him that meaningless conflict would not yield anything, but he felt that this time, things might have ended differently.

…

Maybe he should look into it, just in case.