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Dungeon King: My Goblins Have Captured Countless Female Players

"The Earth was chosen by the gods, and all humans were sent to another world, participating in a 'Dark Lord and Hero's game'. Billions of humans played the roles of 'Dark Lord' and 'Hero', each needing to choose their initial race at the beginning. Ethan Jackson was matched to the 'Dark Lord' faction and became a Dungeon King. To his surprise, he found that he could see hidden information that others couldn't... [Goblin Dark Lord] Low-level Bloodline, not recommended. [Stone Giant Dark Lord] Mid-level Bloodline, not recommended. [Magical Treant Dark Lord] High-level Bloodline, recommended. [Golden Divine Dragon Dark Lord] Top-level Bloodline, highly recommended! ... Heroes coveted Ethan's dungeon, and the treasures within it attracted numerous adventurers. Among them, there were young Lady Knights, the saints of the royal capital, tsundere female magicians, and innocent but naive female priests... Ethan could never have anticipated that. As the game had just begun, the dungeon's Goblin guards caught a Lady Knight and offered her to him as a tribute."

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Chapter61-Rose Captured(1st update, Cheer me with Power Stones!)

Elsewhere on the battlefield, the mages of the Bounty Guild and Rose's Guild synchronously began chanting their spells. 

They raised their staffs and tremendous magical power surged forth, forming streaks of lightning and fireballs in the air, raining down upon a band of treant warriors!

Lightning coursed through the sky and scorching fireballs plummeted onto the battlefield with terrifying heat, causing a series of deafening explosions and filling the battlefield with a wave of heat.

"Form a formation, form a formation!" Zachary Barnes urgently bellowed. 

Simultaneously, a green light radiated from the treant heroes, as natural magic was triggered. 

The surrounding trees seemed to spring to life and lash out at their foes.

Rose stood at a distance, a longbow materializing in her hand. 

She drew the bowstring steady, the taut bow resembling a full moon.