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Dungeon of Niflheim

In the grand world of Nova, many different races exist such as elves, humans, dwarves and beastmen and through years of war, strife and competition the world has grown, becoming home to great empires and countries throughout the oceans and five continents. However, to the great creators the world has become stagnant and boring, ever since the calamity that was the Church of Light and their Holy White empire. Now the Dark God has created a new race after years upon years of dedicated effort. A species that is like none other and his hope for Nova’s future….Dungeon cores, beings that have the ability to reshape the very world itself, entering the domain of the gods. Join Frost a newly born first generation Dungeon core as he embarks upon his journey within Nova and carves out his place in the world. How will the world’s current denizens react to his birth? Will they be friends or foes? And most of all how the Light God react to this new addition to the world, will he accept them or seek to destroy them? This novel incorporates dungeon building and management but most of that won't fully take off until the later volumes when Frost has much more floors and money to play around with. This is not a solely dungeon story as the MC Frost will have to explore and interact with the world of Nova much like how an adventurer would and forewarning the story is slow. There's a lot of details and avenues which the story goes into, not simply battles, wars and action, it follows all aspects of Frost's life, his growth and interactions with Nova not only as a Dungeon core but also as a person.

Sword_immortal1 · Fantasy
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805 Chs
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Chapter 210: Jared Bando

"Hahahaha that was fun!" Frost stretched out his limbs with a satisfied smile, completely ignoring the fact that his face and robes were covered in the blood of the wolves and the corpses of his prey still lying at his feet. 

He found the battle very spirit lifting, allowing him to work out a great amount of hidden stress and knots in his shoulders. He could even feel his adept glaive mastery somewhat improve.

"Truly, real battles with real danger work far better than sheltered training." Frost already felt that his trip was proving fruitful. Finishing his stretch, he moved to cast some clean up magic but stopped at the final moment, deciding to leave the blood on his robes.