The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

"Built...? You guys?

'Yes. The Grounddragon Zepal was a better Grounddragon than “bulimia” for “alchemy”. With that power, he created a dungeon of star veins, and created a family of our star veins.'

A new frame emerges. There was a reflection of Zepal expanding the dungeon and making the golem out of it.

At first, I don't know if I'm on my own, it was a right to left task, but I'm going to expand the dungeon slightly while eating demonic stones and rocks, servicing it, and making it wider.

The golems, too, just felt like boneless stone statues were moving as they were in the beginning, but they had gotten the hang of it, their shapes gradually sophisticated and they looked as if they were alive.

(... as if it were Master Earth...)

That figure was reminiscent of what Earth looked like before Anne still evolved - back in the day. Earths back then were also digging up the ground like this to expand the dungeons, scraping rocks and creating golems.

'... similar, did you think?

Mules says as if he saw Ann's mood.

'Similar and natural. Because he is the father of Dragon Earth, whom you worship as the Lord.'

'What about………………?

For a moment, Ann didn't know what Mules had said.

"Father... Parent...?

'That's right. Zepal is Earth's father. "

Now it's time Anne didn't have words.

Mules continues his conversation, roughly ann the grunt.

'Shall we continue? He created the golem one after the other by means of alchemy and placed it in the "hole”, the spray point of the star vein. But the demons and humans on Earth were beyond his expectations. "

The Golems are shown fighting humans and earthly demons.

Looks like we're fighting a good fight, but the numbers are too different.

Gradually pushed, the zepals were driven to the back of the hole.

'Zepal was troubled. How can we create a stronger golem? And one day he just happened to know how to do it.'

That was when Zepal was trying to create a new golem.

He accidentally cut his own fingers with his nails.

Blood flows from the wound and drips down to the golem.

At that moment, something amazing happened.

The bloodthirsty golem turned into a golem of unparalleled power.

'That's when he realized. Ability to have one's own. No, to the value of the flesh of the dragon.'

Scales and skins are on robust shields, and blood and guts are on mysterious secret medicines.

The dragon said all of it would be superb material.

I found out, and he immediately moved on to action.

I used my nails, skin, scales, fangs, blood, whatever I could use, and mass-produced the strong golems.

"The golems, who created it using parts of his flesh, until then acquired the power and ability to draw a line with the golem. It was no different in appearance, than ordinary demons, and it could be increased in number by thought and reproduction. This transforms the star vein dungeon into a more powerful dungeon. '

And some of the golems absorb the magic of the star pulse, and more powerful individuals appear.

Part of Zepal's flesh combined with the magic of the star veins, they gained power over the earth's demons and beyond Zepal, the Creator.

'Zepal had the power to create them, but he had no more power to fight than they did. The dungeon's defense was left to them, and they themselves focused only on increasing their power.'

The frame appears.

Two demons were shown there.

It was a man-shaped demon, and a monster like a giant buffalo.

"Storm Emperor” Feel, “Abyss” Rigguld. This is the first Golem Homncrus where Zepal created himself as a material and absorbed and “evolved” the magic of the stellar veins. "

It was easy to see from Ann's eyes that those two had tremendous strength.

The two guardians turn to the intruders entering through the hole.

The way the “Storm Emperor” Feel fought was the storm itself in the shape of a person.

His hand shatters those who wrap around the compressed wind and touch them, and to those who go away, he flies a spear of flame, and those who try to approach him, the water surrounding him intercepts.

A storm of atrocities woven by extraordinary skill.

That's how Storm Emperor Feel fights.

In contrast, the way the Abyss Rigguld fought was simple.

Just push straight into the enemy.

It's just that demons and people are trampled and ravaged like pieces of paper.

Both demons with robust scales and humans with giant shields are equally trampled down and become the same height as the ground.

It was overwhelming.

There was just an overwhelming ravage of power and moves there.

'... hmm?

That's where Anne finds the person she cares about.

Behind the “Storm Emperor” Feel and “Abyss” Rigguld.

There was someone there wearing a hood.

'... what about him?

'He is also a family member of the star vein. Feel, the third family member following Rigguld. “Fool” Alto Parto.

The man in the hood - Alto Palto - apparently stands like a commander.

Set up a twisted wand like the one the sorcerer has, and fly precisely instructions to Feel and Rigguld and the golems around him.

"Immediately after him, I was born."

Video to switch.

There, the figure of the lifetime Mullus was shown.

'No matter how powerful this might be, we were overwhelmingly short of “numbers”. And even though Zepal's “alchemy” could create “pieces," it could not be "mass produced”. To make up for it, a demon specialized in the ability to reproduce - I mean, I (Imperial Ant) was created.'

Born Mullus instantly increases termites and enriches his power of war.

"At the same time as me, a blackbird manipulating the flames“ Flamewing ”Flaukan was also born. You were born at the same time, and me and him were competing for something every time. He was a good neighbor, competitor and companion (Kagaku) with a good heart...... '

Mullus stares at the footage as he misses the old days.

Countless Killer Ants that increase in numbers and continue their black march.

And the blackbirds that were defeated by them, and that dwelt in flames, burn down the intruders.

A family of enriching star veins.

A dungeon of star veins that expands as a definite defensive feature.

'And individuals created after me and Fraucane were equipped with “reproductive abilities”. Individuals who can reproduce alone, like me, or individuals who increase in normal reproduction, like Flaukan. Looks like Zepal put an emphasis on the latter. Individuals weighing in on “power” rather than “reproduction” - no, seeds were made. And they created all sorts of species, like Dilong, Holy Dragon, Tenryu, and White Feilong. "

The first dragon was made of the same race as Zepal.

Next, Tenryu, Holy Dragon, and White Feilong were built.

'Let me add that, at this point, Harshalud, Yamu and Gwib have not yet been born. Unlike our “first generation," they are generations after individuals with reproductive abilities were born. "

That was a place that no longer fitted into the “golem” frame.

Life, creating new species freely - exactly, God's place.

Generated by Zepal, and growing in number, and establishing seeds.

"And - at one point in time, our power became absolute."

'At one point...?

"- Dear Dragon Gibble, and the birth of Dead Dragon Uronus."

'Huh...!

- The birth could no longer have been called a miracle.

I didn't even know Zepal himself why the hell an individual with so much power could have been created.

Just two golem homunculus that gather the ingredients as usual, soil them as usual, mix the demonic stones as usual, and turn them into dragons similar to themselves.

They had an overwhelming power from birth.

Gibble hosted a "bulimia” that takes everything in.

Uronus with a “doom” to destroy everything.

Their birth made the dungeons of the stellar veins absolute.

"Dear Gibble, who puts serious and star vein protection first, and Uronus, who is active and intrigued by the outside world. The birth of the two was a good inspiration for the families of our star veins. '

Gibble armed all over his body and Uronus firing black piles from all over his body.

Its power was too overwhelming, and eventually the number of enemies trying to reach the star vein gradually dwindled.

'And we kept fighting them both in the lead. Eventually, the empty “holes” on the ground were filled little by little, and we grabbed the stellar vein flow and the "kobu" eruption pattern, finally putting the stellar vein dungeons under our control. We finally managed to grasp the peace between the bundles. "

But Mules goes on.

'Those peaceful days didn't last long either. No, or maybe that peace was the “poison” for us.'

What do you mean?

If it's peaceful, I've never crossed it.

But the way Mules says it is as if that peace is evil.

'Peace creates opportunities that have never existed before. And only in a peaceful world does life exist. "

The framed video switches.

There were the figures of Zepal and Gibble, who spoke amicably so as to lean against each other.

"This is..."

"Just as Gibble, born with power from the beginning, was special to us, even to Zepal, Gibble was“ special ”again. In the days that we fought through, the thoughts that grew up in them took shape, and when peace came, they were at their turn. '

'... that Uronus has often forgiven you...'

I accidentally leaked those words.

Anne only met Uronus once in that battle in Imperial Capital.

Still, that dragon's full of ciscon was enough to be an anomaly.

Hearing that, Mullus chuckles.

'We were certainly surprised, too. But Uronus admired Zepal like his real brother and father. He was a sincere blessing. About Zepal and Gibble. "

'What?'

Ann frowns when she hears that.

Were you celebrating? Uronus?

No, that's crazy.

'Cause he was surprised to hear about Ground at the time of sealing.

He didn't know Gibble had a child.

No, before that, it was in the last few years that Earth was born.

The footage at this time was quoted less than a thousand years ago.

What the hell is going on here?

'Right...... Now that I think about it, maybe those were especially full and happy days for us...... Maybe that's why Master Gibble couldn't accept “it."

For a moment, I shade the look on Mullus's face.

"A new life that should have been wanted and blessed by everyone.

But that didn't come true.

Master Gibble was stillborn.

From there, the gear goes crazy.

No, should I say it's started?

Paranoia that lasts until modern times - there's a millennial tale of prayer and ruin.