《Dungeon from the Void》B2 | Chapter 2 - The Fourth Floor
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Fenrir
"A fourth floor, huh?" I mumble to Dawn as I try to figure out what to do for it.
"Remember that you can make the floor as wide open as you would like. It doesn't have to be a lot of separate rooms. You could just make the floor out of one or two large rooms instead," Dawn says before floating off of Fang's back towards my core.
Wait, really?
If that's the case...
"I got it!" I shout out loud before starting work on a staircase behind my core.
Dawn turns red for a second as she says, "No need to shout!"
I mumble a brief apology as I continue working on the staircase without pause.
It should take me at least several days to clear out a space large enough for my next floor for what I have planned, despite how fast my digging speed has become.
"What were you shouting about anyways?" I hear Dawn ask, making me pause my work for a second.
"Oh, I figured out what I am going to make for the fourth floor," I answer her before going back to work on the staircase again.
"You did? What did you decide to make?" Dawn asks me out of curiosity.
"All I am going to say for now is that it is going to be an interesting change of pace for my dungeon," I cryptically say to Dawn without pause.
"Humph, don't tell me then. I will just go back to Fang then," I hear Dawn mumble before she floats back over to Fang.
This is going to be fun.
Seven days later.
"Yeah, this is definitely going to be useful for traps," I say to Dawn as I finally finish digging out what will be the fourth floor.
"I had expected that you would run into it at some point, seeing as we are in a mountain range, but I didn't think you would find some this early on," Dawn says in pleasant surprise.
"Yeah," I say back to her, only half paying attention to her at this point as I admire the enormous cavern that I had spent the past week digging out.
The cavern is an enormous dome with a diameter of about fifty kilometers and a varying height of about a couple dozen or so meters.
My favorite part about this cavern though, is the large pool of molten lava in the eastern half of it.
Not only does this lava make an interesting addition to my arsenal of traps, but it is also a nice, mana free feature of this floor.
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Aside from a few minor changes to allow better use of it, I had left the body of lava relatively untouched.
Now that I am done clearing out the foundation for the floor, it is time to get to work on the main point of the floor!
I place ten totems spread out throughout the room. At the base of each of these totems is a lever, and for the intruders to open the floor's exit, they will need to pull all ten of these levers.
Once I finish spreading the totems out at an equal distance from each other, I start placing wolf dens and goblin camps throughout the floor.
Several of the totems will be in the middle of one of these goblin camps and wolf dens, so the intruders will have to either sneak in to pull the lever or just straight up kill all of the monsters within the camp or den.
I plan to build a small fortress in an out cove surrounded by lava and the walls of the floor at some point later on, but these camps and dens come first.
At some point a while back, I had figured out how to tweak a wolf's pattern just to change its size, so I place one large wolf – which the identify screen decided to name direwolf – along with a varying number of normal wolves of different sizes within each wolf den.
After that, I place a total of twenty-five wolves within the biggest den and slowly lower the number of wolves in each den from there until I reach the last and smallest den where I place seven direwolves inside.
In the end, I place five dens with a total of seventy-one wolves throughout all of the dens, costing me a large amount of mana in the process.
'Status.'
Name: Fenrir
Race: Dungeon Core
Element: Void
EXP Level: 4
EXP: 40/50
Cultivation Level: 3
Cultivation to next Level: 6%
Mana: 21.25/45
Secondary Tabs: Dungeon Status, Skills List, Talents List, Achievements List
If I could, I probably would have winced at the sight of my mana.
That took out more than I was expecting...
I was almost at my mana capacity before I started spawning in those wolves.
It's a good thing that I had just taken a cultivation break not long before I finished digging out the cavern.
Now, to infuse mana into one of these wolves!
The question is, which den should I place the mana-infused wolf?
I look throughout the floor before eventually deciding on the den in the bottom left of the floor, near the entrance.
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After a short scan of the den, I find the direwolf sitting at the back before I begin infusing mana into the not-so-little fella.
The direwolf doesn't take very long to evolve, and quickly becomes a void direwolf before I move on to work on the goblin camps.
I hope I have enough mana to spawn in all of these goblins.
There are only four goblin camps of varying sizes, so these guys should cost less than the wolves did.
Regardless, it is still a large amount of mana.
I also have a pretty good idea for a challenging optional mini boss, and I would like to get to work on it after I finish the goblins.
Unfortunately, if I run out of mana then it will have to wait.
As I begin spawning the goblins, I realize that it might be a good idea to make an elite type of goblin.
After all, the wolves have direwolves as their elite type monster, so why shouldn't the goblins have one?
I turn my attention towards one of the goblin camp's largest huts before focusing on the goblins' pattern.
After a few initial mishaps, I manage to change the pattern to a satisfactory standard before spawning one of the new goblins in.
The changes in the goblin become obvious as soon as it is spawned in.
Not only is it around one point five times as large as the other goblins within my dungeon, but its skin seems to have grown harder, while its muscle mass appears to have grown by quite a bit.
I identify it as I finish studying its appearance and am pleasantly surprised to find that it is no longer considered a goblin.
It has now become a hard-skinned hobgoblin instead!
I wasn't expecting my edits to entirely change its species, but the results look pretty good to me, so I go ahead and begin spawning one of them in each of the goblin camps.
Unfortunately, it turns out that spawning those hard-skinned hobgoblins actually takes twice as much mana as a normal goblin, but I had managed to regenerate a little bit of mana while spawning them so I still manage to spawn all of them before reaching the critical point in mana.
In the end, I just barely have enough mana to spawn all thirty-four goblins and four hard-skinned hobgoblins.
I take a moment to look through the floor before turning to Dawn.
"Dawn, I am going to go cultivate for a little bit while I wait for my mana to regenerate," I say before beginning to cultivate.
Twelve hours later.
I stop cultivating to check on how much mana I have regenerated so far.
'Status.'
Name: Fenrir
Race: Dungeon Core
Element: Void
EXP Level: 4
EXP: 40/50
Cultivation Level: 3
Cultivation to next Level: 10%
Mana: 22.8/45
Secondary Tabs: Dungeon Status, Skills List, Talents List, Achievements List
Okay, I think that is enough for what I am about to do.
I move my attention towards a small bridge of land stretching through the middle of the pool of lava before making a large den in the middle of the island at the end of the bridge.
After I do this, I spawn a new monster I had created by editing the pattern of my direwolves.
What appears before me is a three-meter-tall wolf with fur as sharp as a blade, claws befitting its size, and red streaks going through its otherwise black fur.
I admire it for a few seconds before I start infusing mana into the thing.
The creature begins draining my mana at an extremely fast pace without slowing down.
It's a good thing that I expected this and cultivated for longer than I had originally planned just to make sure I have enough mana for this, otherwise it could have been a major problem.
I continue pushing mana into the beast for an entire minute before the flow of mana finally slows down to a stop, leaving me with only eight mana left.
Before I can complain about how much of a mana grub this thing is, void energy along with a dark mist begin to flow out of its skin, coating its body.
Huh?
That mist is new.
I sit there in anticipation as I watch it, but to my surprise, nothing happens.
The void energy just runs over the surface of its body before reentering without appearing to do anything.
Why didn't he change at all? Every time I have infused mana into a monster before, they had some sort of evolution before the energy went back into its body...
Wait a second...
The dark mist is still lightly covering its body.
Is that part of the evolution?
Interesting...
I think I will name you Blade.
As soon as I think this, a golden light radiates off of Blade as he becomes the mini boss of this floor.
Dungeon Notification:
You have made Void Beowolf 'Blade' the mini boss of the fourth floor.
Name: Blade
Race: Void Beowolf
Element: Void
EXP Level: 6
EXP: 0/70
Mana: 40/40
Well, I will have to test you later.
I still have to deal with the fortress for now.
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