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Dungeon of Niflheim

On hiatus until November 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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733 Chs

Chapter 619: Duels

"T...thank you Lord creator." Queek forced himself to smile as he thanked his father meekly. Internally he was dissatisfied with his performance, feeling like a failure in Dark's eyes as well as the many siblings around him. He was completely outmatched in every shape and form. His aggressive tactics were not based on logic but because he didn't want to live in fear, to be consumed by the possibility of danger anymore. Though he somewhat succeeded in overcoming his trauma what did it get him, complete and utter defeat. He didn't even register the extent of his father's words, oblivious to the compliment he gave him. Whether he'd continue to mire in his own fear or triumph over it completely only he knew. Dark had said his piece, the rest was up to Queek.