Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Sherlock returned to the Dungeon, Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men were reviving. Then they walked half-naked towards the Teleport Portals to rejoin the battle.
The rewards in the Sleeping Valley mission were attractive. Besides receiving high-quality equipment from Winterfell, killing enemies, carrying supplies, and guarding rewarded Reputation Points.
The Winterfell standard equipment could also be bought on credit! After dying, they revived, re-equipped themselves on credit, and dove headlong into battle. There was no sense of fear.
Sherlock walked past the revived gamers and returned to the Dungeon Lord Main Hall. He noticed Eggface, whose buttocks was sticking out as he searched under the computer table.
Sherlock walked over and grabbed Eggfaceâs wings. Eggfaceâs moving buttocks came to a stop.
âWhat are you looking for?â Sherlock raised Eggface to eye level and asked.
âEr, I followed the Dark Flames and discovered an unspeakable cordoned area here. The flames of the otherworld are about to be extinguished and require Soul of Cinder...â Eggfaceâs gaze was shifty as he spoke.
âYou wanted to play Dark Souls?â Sherlock frowned and said, âThe game is unhealthy and isnât good for your mental development. Go and play with Brainiac.â
Sherlock put Eggface on the ground and kicked his buttocks using his toes. He shooed Eggface out of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.
Eggface turned to look back many times as he shifted his plump body and left reluctantly.
Sherlock pulled out the screen from the Dungeon Core and activated the computer. Then he retrieved various tidbits and beverages from the chest behind and placed them on the table.
âThe frequency of gamersâ deaths will be very high. Iâm calculating their usage of Mana Skills and the Magic Machine Guns. Is Lord Sherlockâs Mana sufficient?â Bru asked with concern.
âItâs not a big problem. Only 2,000 of them. Can they possibly die thousands of times in a day?â Sherlock said indifferently. Then he clicked on an icon on the computer.
Dark Souls! Activated!
...
Beefballs looked at the moving and tragic scene, which should instill deep veneration, but he felt weird. He was unable to use words to describe the strange feelings.
A group of insane creatures who raided their own camps and then charged recklessly without any formation.
It was easy to understand that they werenât afraid to die. But later, they aimed their guns at their allies on the front line before they fired on the enemies.
After which, half-naked creatures charged out from the Teleport Portals, picked up Short Swords, and killed the Magic Machine Gun operators.
The events were out of Beefballsâ sphere of understanding.
Perhaps Lord Sherlock had cast spells over these pitiful Gnomes, Goblins, and Houndhead Men. Would Sherlock not invite the Unionâs investigation and negative reactions from his servants? But that was the only plausible reason he could think of.
âCommander!â the Gnome at the side shouted.
Beefballs recovered from his daze. In the Underworld tunnel in front, the Ancient Gods army was advancing rapidly. Those jovial creatures from Eternal Kingdom were engulfed by the enemy.
âLetâs begin!â Beefballs shouted, and the Gnome relayed his order.
The gigantic Magic Cannons aimed at the densely packed Ancient Gods army in the tunnel.
Mana was infused in the Magic Cannons.
âOpen fireâ!â
âBoomâ!â
The gigantic Magic Cannons heated up the underground tunnel. The rippling energy created by the Magic Cannon shells decimated a large portion of the enemy.
The Magic Cannons were more powerful than the hand-held Magic Machine Guns used by the Eternal Kingdomâs gamers.
After two volleys of the Magic Cannons, the charging army of the Ancient Gods clashed with Eternal Fireâs troops...
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âEmergency broadcast! Emergency broadcast! Request immediate reinforcements!â
âThey have too many creatures! This time, the Ancient Gods army is different! Itâs not a ragtag army!â
âArea No. 11 has fallen! Area No. 11 has fallen. We are retreating to the valley entrance!â
...
âArea No. 8, we are holding the line. The enemy is greatly weakened!â
âWeâve held the first wave of attack, but the enemy is still coming strong!â
âThey are preparing for the second wave of attack.â
...
âWhatâs that? Is that the commander of the Ancient Gods army? Nightmare Devil! Oh my God!â
âArea No. 1 requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!â
âAhâ!â
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In the Merchant Alliance Battle Command Center located in Winterfell.
âPom!â
Beast punched his knuckles on the stone table. The table didnât move an inch, but he felt pain in his knuckles.
âDespicable!â
Beastâs eyes became red.
âCalm down, Senior Beast. Though the situation is beyond our expectations, besides Areas No. 11, No, 8, and No. 1, the other areas are intact and in good positions.â
A fully armored Orc said, âAccording to experience, if we delay the war for a period of time, the Ancient Gods army will collapse once the time and space gap becomes unstable without a Dungeon Coreâs support .â
âThatâs correct. As this commander said, only a few areas were overrun. Itâs nothing to be worried about.â A superior Devil who was wearing retro ceremonial clothing with dual buttons sat in a chair. His face was hidden in the shadows, and he said, âTo support the time and space gap at Ancient Ruins No. 85 requires a Dungeon Core the size of that at Eternal Fire or Winterfell. We only need to delay for time and seal the time and space gap.â
âLord Alexandria is correct.â Onionhead, who was seated at the helm, nodded.
âIâm interested in the situation at Area No. 10. Can you tell me about the battle reports?â Alexandria leaned forward, but his face was still hidden in the shadows.
âArea No. 10... found it.â A Gnome searched the related battle reports and said, âOnly Eternal Fire submitted battle reports. There is no news from Eternal Kingdom except for a logistics request, which is an additional 20,000 sets of armor.â
âWhat!â Beast stood up abruptly and was about to hammer the table with his fist. He hesitated and punched his palm instead. Then he said, âThat is too much of a request.â
âLetâs take a look at Eternal Fireâs battle report.â Onionhead didnât object at the first opportunity.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The Gnome picked up the report and read it.
âIs the Merchant Alliance... becoming silly? Treating us as fools? Giving us such an ally? If we lose Area No. 10, itâs the fault of the Merchant Alliance.â
The Gnome felt embarrassed as he turned the page.
âBattle Report No. 2: Itâs hilarious. Are you using Eternal Kingdom to provide pre-battle entertainment? These creatures are indeed entertaining. Hahahaha!â
âBattle Report No. 3: The enemy has arrived. Our ally, Eternal Kingdom, didnât have any coordination. The first wave of their creatures perished. The hand-held Magic Machine Guns provided by you became the killer of their allies. Thank goodness they died fast. I must say, I respect their fearlessness. We retract the insults in the two previous reports. But they are really green and inexperienced!â
Everyoneâs expression was weird. Eternal Kingdom was deemed to be a strong and capable Dungeon. Moreover, Lord Alexandria was very concerned about Eternal Kingdom. From Eternal Fireâs reports, Eternal Kingdom wasnât strong, and the entire contingent was annihilated.
As everyone was silent, another battle report arrived in flames.
The Gnome picked it up and looked around.
âThis is the latest battle report from Eternal Fire. It says, âPlease send Eternal Kingdom supplies. Armor is not required. Only Short Swords. They only need weapons to kill the enemy. By Satanâs wrath, I have never seen such reckless Goblins before.ââ