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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.

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Chapter 724: Generals to the frontline

"Lord Commander, Major Bacchus of the Jabrak Kingdom has been slain." A soldier from the large horned ice drake tribe reported with a nervous expression knowing full well how potentially disastrous this piece of information could be.

"WHAT!!!" Vanguard General Vash jumped to his feet and hollered with a red face, his anger and fury clear for all to see. "How the fuck?!" He loudly questioned, grinding his teeth as he did.

Major Bacchus wasn't the strongest among the Vanguard's conscripted officers in fact he was one of the weaker ones but unfortunately he represented a major faction within the Jabrak Kingdom, the three eyed tiger tribe. A powerful and influential group who had recently hallmarked Bacchus as a potential Patriarch candidate, a position that was below one and above thousands.