Dungeon Maker

She blinked her eyes. At that moment, a flying wagon pulled by six Pegasus horses soared into the sky. It was fully reflected in the King of Fury's eyes.

It wasn't like the king of flight slightly passing over the balcony. She was at some distance from the carriage, but this woman, the king of Gandharva and the King of Fury, was possessed of extraordinary physical skills. She looked at the carriage and noticed the face of the person looking out the wagon window. She made eye contact with him.

It was a very brief moment.

His greenish-black eyes, black hair, and well-defined features.

The Pegasus flew up, and the flying carriage quickly faded away. Naturally, the man's face was also out of her sight.

And again a few seconds passed.

The King of Fury raised her hand and pressed her chest hard. Her heart was still pounding, though not as hard as she first saw him.

Startled by her own reaction, she was embarrassed. Even before she knew it, she said clearly, "Oh my… Did I really fall for him?"

At that moment, her cheeks blushed quickly. At the same time, there was a loud noise from behind her back.

"Master! Master!"

"Is it Kirtimuka?"

Wearing the mask again hurriedly, the King of Fury, turned back. Kirtimuka took off her mask, contrary to the King of Fury. She said with a rigid expression, "By Heavens!"

***

It was when only the first item was listed for sale after the main auction began.

However, the King of Gluttony left the auction house. The King of Gluttony was chewing the bones of the small devil Imp that delivered him urgent news.

Still, he could not suppress his anger. Although he was patient enough normally, there was something like the last straw for him. Once he got upset, he could not calm down easily.

The beauties of the King of Gluttony shuddered for fear that they would be eaten, too. Eating man was by no means taboo to the King of Gluttony.

As soon as he arrived in front of the huge wagon that could be called a moving palace, the Afsaras moved quickly. They hurriedly moved the food stocked in the wagon to the table.

The King of Gluttony devoured the food ravenously. He even chewed the plates and twisted the neck of one of the poor Afsaras in the end. The rest of Afsaras struggled to refrain from screaming. Even with trembling hands, they carried food more hurriedly. They were grateful that the woman who just breathed with them a moment ago was not eaten alive. It was so miserable.

'The king of the unclaimed land.'

The fruit was ripe. The fruit that absorbed various nutrients must be truly sweet.

If the fruit was truly greed, it couldn't be better. Even if it wasn't greed, it was worth eating if it was the king of the unclaimed land.

So, the King of Gluttony thought about the harvest.

Once his schedule at the auction house was over, he was going to prepare to attack the southern land.

But everything was messed up now.

It wasn't because of the king of the unclaimed land. If the king had taken measures to protect himself, the King of Fury would not have been as angry as he was now.

The king of the unclaimed land in the south was the one he hated most as well as a pain in the neck.

The King of Gluttony broke the long silence. He deployed the troops to the borders with the southern land.

The king who didn't possess the sin.

Nevertheless, he was a monster that succeeded the throne of a king.

And he was the most powerful dragon in the demon world.

The King of Violence.

Finally, he moved. He messed with the King of Gluttony's occupation plan.

***

Since the times of Mammon, the great King of Greed, those kings who ruled the demon world had always had their own names after the sins—pride, envy, lust, gluttony, fury, and sloth.

They could not avoid getting away from such names because none of them who didn't possess the sin could obtain the power and forces strong enough to be called a king.

It was an old unwritten rule. It was a sacrosanct fact that nobody could dare to ignore.

However, there was a man who denied that fact totally.

He didn't possess the sin. But his strength was comparable to those kings with the sin.

His forces were more than enough for him to build a kingdom on his own.

He was the owner with the largest build in the demon world as well as the most powerful mana in the demon world.

The kings were pleased with his presence. The King of Envy declared that his very existence was a blasphemy against the kings. Other kings expressed sympathy for his declaration.

The demon world was a place where the law of the jungle ruled.

Power meant justice in the demon world.

Finally, one of the kings rose up in revolt. He started a war to punish this man who was called a king even though he didn't possess a sin.

The former King of Gluttony.

Also known as the King of Flies, he attacked the territory of a nameless king with a legion of several millions of locusts. Their attack was so overwhelming that it seemed to destroy the whole demon world. Not only the kings but also various lords of the demon world expected Beelzebub's victory.

But the results betrayed everyone's expectations. Beelzebub was ridiculously defeated.

The army of colored dragons that ruled the sky and the earth destroyed the army of gluttony made up of locusts.

Beelzebub was killed by the nameless king. Thanks to the mana he released as a last desperate resort, he didn't lose the sin of gluttony and Godly Energy to this nameless king, but that was it.

The news about Beelzebub's defeat shook the entire demonic world. Given that the man who didn't possess the sin defeated those kings with the sins soundly, it was only natural that the whole demon world was shocked. It was an extremely extraordinary event that the demon world had never experienced during the past thousands of years.

By now, the whole demon world had no choice but to recognize the victor. It was only secondary for the kings with the sins who didn't like him to approve of his existence.

The nameless king got a name of his own.

There was only one name suitable for him, who smashed the King of Gluttony and his army with overwhelming power.

The King of Violence.

The demon world called him so, and other kings eventually recognized his existence.

And that happened more than two hundred years ago.

For more than two hundred years since then, the King of Violence had remained silent.

He never left his land. Even when he defeated Beelzebub and his army, he did not cross the borders.

A new King of Gluttony and the King of Fury emerged. The King of Pride also succeeded his predecessor. Even during this turbulent period, the King of Violence alone stood tall like a mountain.

At that time, the King of Gluttony thought that when the fighting in the north reached its peak, the King of Violence would also be his rival. To him, the King of Violence was only a variable. Even the King of Gluttony, who was the wariest among the six kings of the King of Violence, did not think the latter would intervene in the war among the other kings.

But the King of Violence moved, contrary to their expectations.

He ordered the army of colorful dragons to advance as if to scorn at their evaluation and guesswork.

Of course, he didn't start a war. The legion of dragons was still within the territory of the violent king. He only deployed his troops at the borders with the territory of the King of Gluttony.

But even that was a big threat to the King of Gluttony, who had never seen such a gathering of his troops along the border in the last two hundred years.

Upon hearing Kirtimuka's report, the King of Fury blinked her big eyes. Though momentarily, she wondered whether Kirtimuka, her faithful friend and loyal subordinate, made a reckless joke. Her report was so shocking to the King of Fury.

"Did you say the King of Violence really moved his troops?"

She asked again to confirm it. Kirtimuka nodded fervently.

"Yes, that's right. A legion of dragons gathered on the border with the territory of the King of Gluttony. Oh my god… it really makes you feel the goosebumps to hear the news about their gathering."

Kirtimuka shuddered then approached the King of Fury a little closer and activated the golden bracelet on her arm. Then a small image unfolded in the air above the bracelet. It was a scene of her troops patrolling the borders.

Dozens of dragons covered the sky and the ground. Thousands or tens of thousands of monsters under the control of the dragons were with them, so their menacing posture was terrifying.

The King of Fury took a deep breath. Even though she knew that the legion of dragons was heading for the King of Gluttony, a cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Master, the King of Violence is our ally, right?"