The Crafter's Dominion: A Dungeon Core Novel (Dungeon Crafting Book 5) by Jonathan Brooks (best english books to read TXT) 📗

to kill a half-dozen Slimes, but Sandra was still forced to make the Wyrm retreat and regroup with some help from the remnants of the remaining constructs she had in defense previously.  When she finally had a chance to check out the new Platinum-banded Wyrm, she saw that the damage wasn’t as bad as she had feared, but was still going to eventually be enough to kill it.

Fortunately, she had a Multi-access Repair Drone deeper in the tunnel that had been doing its best to maintain the fighting shape of the other defenders, but it wasn’t going to be enough.  Therefore, she dug down deep into her reserves of Mana and RM and created a new “Unobtrusive” Multi-access Repair Drone – whatever that meant.

When it finally arrived at the fight, she quickly found out; the same metal “arms” with pads as hands came out of its white cylindrical form, but that was where the similarities ended.  The biggest difference was the fact that the Drone didn’t need to physically touch what it was trying to heal; instead, it would send healing energy from a distance of up to 20 feet away.  Better yet, the healing Elemental energy didn’t cause the construct being healed to freeze in place while it was being repaired.

After some observation and experimentation, Sandra discovered the downside – as there inevitably had to be one.  The rate of healing/repair at a distance was only about 10% what it would be if there were direct physical contact and a frozen state.  Still, this rate – at the moment – was enough to make a difference; the Wyrm was kept in tip-top shape while it fought.  Advancing further into the tunnel near the Slime dungeon’s entrance was a little more difficult, as it would get swarmed and take too much damage.

When all was said and done, she was at a stalemate with the other Cores, and her momentary lapse in judgement hadn’t been a complete disaster.  But that stalemate won’t last for long….

It was only a matter of time before she gained the upper hand.  As more and more attacking Dungeon Monsters died, the more Monster Seeds were dropped; about a third of them were picked up or knocked back into their respective dungeons, but the rest were lying about, ready to be obtained by a small force of Mega Automatons she created.  While not as fast as the Hyper Automatons from Advancement Level 1, the Mega Automatons were a little larger, could carry more, and were resistant enough not to be destroyed during the melee that was going on in each tunnel by a single stray splotch of slime, an errant punch, or a quick swipe of a claw.

I will succeed in destroying them!  It’s only a matter of time; nothing will stop me now!

Chapter 4

Violet stopped pacing throughout the room where she had been confined, before sitting down on the edge of the bed and putting her head in her hands.  Try as she might, she couldn’t come up with a solution to her current predicament; pacing back and forth obviously wasn’t working to provide a viable way out of her troubles.  Contemplating how she had found herself there in the first place, she supposed that she only had herself to blame.

“We’re almost there,” she shouted towards Felbar, relief at seeing the outskirts of Gnomilia in the distance.  The capital city was like a shining beacon of advanced Enchantment technology at its finest, and even now she could see the hustle and bustle of her people as they went about their day far below.  “I am going to be glad to get off of this thing.”

 

Truthfully, from the terror she had first experienced after getting on the massive Aerie Roc, Violet had calmed down significantly.  She would even go as far as saying that she was enjoying herself, and being able to see the ground from such a height was as extraordinarily beautiful as it was frightening.  After the first hour, her muscles had thanked her as she relaxed and stopped holding on to everything with every ounce of her strength; the hour after that, she did her best to ignore the world around her as she concentrated on breathing normally and keeping from freaking out again.  It was only then that she opened up her eyes and looked around her with enough presence of mind to actually appreciate the view.

 

Felbar…well, Felbar was so relaxed that the gentle-yet-powerful movements of the Roc through the air put him to sleep.  His nap was only interrupted later when he suddenly woke up with a start, as if realizing that they were getting closer to their destination.

 

“We should probably set down outside of the city—” Felbar suggested, but Violet knew they didn’t have time to waste.

 

“No, we need to get our information to the King and the council as soon as possible.  I’m going to set this thing down near the palace, so that we don’t have to worry about having to travel another couple of hours on foot through Gnomilia.”

 

“For some reason, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”  Felbar frowned, but didn’t offer up any explanation as to why he thought that way.

 

The young Journeyman Enchanter couldn’t see the harm in it, and arriving on a giant bird would probably only help to communicate their urgency.  It didn’t take more than a minute after they passed over the edge of the city to get close to the palace, and she caught her breath at its beauty from such a height.  She had been inside half a dozen times when she was younger, due to her parents visiting, but seeing its towering splendor was always eye-catching.  Made up of dark-veined white marble, the façade shone in the late afternoon sun as the dozen delicate-looking towers reached 150 feet into the sky, connected by thousands of feet of sturdy