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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 81: Assaulting the compound (2)

With Frost's ninth kill lying split in two at his feet the battle reached a boiling point. The focus had been redirected from Frost and his group to the outlying adventurers wreaking havoc in the back lines.

Once the so-called weakest goons were taken care of by Frost and the rest, no one else moved to attack them, granting them a reprieve. The higher-ranking goons panickily ordered everyone to attack the 14 adventurers out of fear of death.

'Hmmm is that all?' Frost raised his head in confusion, fully expecting to once again repel an axe aiming for his neck. What he could see however was groups of goons surrounding their reinforcements completely ignoring him.

Frost frowned; he was a little annoyed at being ignored by people he already considered as DP.

Just as he was about to move onto the offensive, he felt a large hand on his shoulder.