Dungeon of Niflheim

Chapter 391

391 Chapter 391: Unique monster creation (2)

A proud smile swiftly grew on Frost’s face as he received Nanna’s fierce resolve.

“Looks like I have nothing to worry about then.” Frost then rubbed her head in an affectionate manner before looking towards Maya.

“Keep an eye on them. They can have free access to the sweets bag while I’m away and...” Frost opened up the dungeon menu and swiftly purchased a low C-rank bottle of red wine for 3000DP.

“Feel free to indulge yourself with that, should help to pass the boredom until I return.” Frost had learned quite quickly how to keep his girlfriend satisfied while he and the kids were preoccupied. If he failed to do so she became quite cranky and rather mischievous.

“Oh you know me so well young master.” Maya smiled seductively and instantly appeared before him. She planted a kiss on his cheek before removing the bottle of wine, her expression revealing her excitement, a true blooded alcoholic.

Frost showed a happy expression as his left hand felt his kissed cheek. He should go now before he ends up entwined with her on the coach, relishing in the wine and each other. Such things could wait till later, now however it was time to finalise the creation of his unique monster race. Something that would truly define him as a creator and fulfil the role intended of him and his siblings by their father the Dark God.

Dark believed that Nova had become stagnant, with very little improvement and or change appearing over the past several centuries. The scars of the grand war refusing to heal and in many cases even causing the age of civilization and technology to degrade, something he and Light hated seeing.

Thus his answer were demi-gods, beings with the ability to create just like him and Light though in a much more limited capacity. Their existence should serve to reignited the passion lost amongst the residents of Nova, push them further towards greatness and discovery. While at the same time altering the world order, establishing new countries, empires and even races that he and Light hadn’t thought of. Dark was already incredibly proud of his children and that pride continued to grow as they developed and intermingled with the world.

Light however was of a completely different opinion, finding that the dungeon cores were a ticking time bomb. Holding far too much power with such high quantities, believing that the delicate balance that was already fragile due to the actions of the church of light would crumble. It was only a matter of time.

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While Dark was observing the growth and actions of his children and interacting with Gods he was on good terms with such as the primordial ice king, Light was stewing in his own realm, plotting, planning and hoping for their eradication. Soon the dungeon cores would have to endure his attempts to uproot them from Nova and hopefully when that time comes they’d be strong enough to survive. The wrath and focused intent of a God especially one of the two Creation Gods wasn’t something you could take lightly.

Frost teleported himself to the training space, the solid white walls and the empty and silent space would serve him well as he delved into the monster creation system. A system that was incredibly complicated and tediously detailed, but it kind of had to be. Creating life especially new life had many factors to consider, the domain of the Gods was not a simple affair.

“Huuuuuuu let’s get started then.” Frost let out a deep breath and cracked his neck as sat down crossed legged on the floor. The dungeon menu or rather the monster creation system spanned out before him in a 3d format. He needed to go through each and every detail surrounding the new race as well as its potential evolutionary paths before finally submitting the creation for approval.

Dark wouldn’t allow his kids to half ass such a job, randomly generating details just to create something unique no, their creations needed to be of a sufficient level and work within the confines of the worlds laws before it would be approved and added to the dungeon’s and Nova’s database.

Yami and Aqua weren’t the first to submit creations but they were the first to succeed, being quick and careless did not guarantee success. That’s why Frost was thinking about each and every step and detail over the past several weeks, adding bits here and there and altering previous decisions. Now however the image he had was clear, it was time for him to create new life the slow and methodical way that a God does instead of relying solely upon the automatic feature provided by the dungeon menu.

Frost remained in the training space for quite some time, fully focused on his task willingly ignoring the dungeon and everything else as he worked, leaving command to his C-rank monsters and the super talented Nanna and Loki.

A few hours after Frost began his sealed off work the next wave was upon the dungeon and the first wave in which the kill box zone was no longer in play. Having the dungeon’s forces rely on the secondary defence zone instead.

Nanna and Loki kept Findlay and the others abreast of the horde’s movements and progress through the winter highlands section.

Several of the bestial corps were also stationed in the winter highlands section, camouflaging themselves within the snow and or lying on the outskirts, out of the horde’s view and intended path. Just like the previous waves this one was drawn instinctively towards the dungeon’s core making a beeline straight for it, following the shortest path, dead ahead.

These bestial corps were not here to keep an eye on the horde no they were here for two purposes. First they were to take care of stragglers that were too slow to keep up with the rest of the horde or that wandered off for some reason. And in such situation they needed to act fast, kill their target or targets and retreat back into the distance so as to not draw the ire of a larger group. Though these monsters were intently focused on devouring the dungeon core they would struggle to resist attacking non-horde monsters that appeared right beside them and attacked them.

Second they were to attack the horde from behind once they made their way into the winter forest section, cutting off the backlines while the main forces dealt with the bulk of the horde.

Loki had to repeatedly whisper into their ears through the dungeon menu to keep quiet and out of sight, restricting their natural instincts. If there was no one to keep these bestial monsters in check this group would attack the horde regardless of the danger, dying off in a few minutes.

“Findlay the horde will enter the winter forest in a couple minutes, be ready.” Nanna’s commander like tone which she copied from Frost could be heard beside Findlay and the other C-rank monsters.

Findlay showed a wild smile in response as did the other C-ranks, their eyes revealing their excitement. The secondary defence zone allowed for them and the close combat fighters to be in the thick of battle, a pleasing scenario for each and every one of them.

“What are the forces like? Are they roughly the same as the last wave? What species?” Findlay asked several questions off at once while caressing his battle axe, dying to fight against another C-rank monster and increase his level.

“This time the wave seems to be a combination of bears and bull like monsters, more numerous than the last wave however as of yet there’s no sign of a C-rank monster just upper D-ranks.” Nanna responded back without hesitation, clearly expecting such questions.

“Well that’s disappointing.” Findlay grumbled, his mood lowering.

“What was that?” Nanna in full commander mode asked with a chill in her voice, sending shivers down the spines of those who heard it. It was Findlay’s and the other monsters honour to fight in defence of the dungeon, not a matter of it being exciting or not.

“Slip of the tongue, my mistake.” Findlay’s lips twitched slightly as he too felt that cold chill.

‘Little Nanna’s really coming into her own, her presence mimics that of master’s. She’ll be a real terrifying woman once she grows up.’ Findlay nodded his head feeling a mixture of pride and a little fear.

“The bears should be fine, we’ve gotten plenty of experience dealing with their ilk, without an ursa by their side it shouldn’t be too hard. The bulls however are new, what can you tell me about them?” The forces present had fought against the bears during the last wave and had learned a lot of their weaknesses and habits through their mutual discussion after the battle. Bulls however were new, there hadn’t been a single bull monster invading so far. All Findlay knew was what to roughly expect due to the monster encyclopaedia.

“Bulls are cow monsters. Similar to boars they have quite devasting charging power but struggle to change direction, quadrupeds with sharp horns, do you best to preserve them as these horns can fetch quite a price, their meat is also supposed to be quite tantalising.” Nanna explained the monsters in some more detail as she not only looked at them through the dungeon’s viewing system but had been receiving lessons from Maya, knowledge of monsters was included in said lessons.

“The wave contains F-rank charging bulls, E-rank long horned bulls, D-rank scaled bulls as well upper D-ranked lesser minotaurs, bi-pedal forms similar to the polar werebears, similar in strength too. In terms of battle strategy there shouldn’t be too much difference in their characteristics from the bears present, it’s probably why their together, another physical powerhouse.”