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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.

Dungeon of Niflheim

The high priced meal between Frost and the leaders of the merchant convoy went swimmingly. Respect was gained and a subtle agreement was made. If the merchants and guards rested well and met no unforeseen circumstances during their stay they'd regale their visit to the inhabitants of Furano and quite possibly the Jade flower kingdom. A camp of such standards erected around one the new so called Dungeons was a windfall waiting to happen. Artun could literally smell the gold emanating from the camp. This place was going to be big; he was sure of it.

"Now all we have to do it wait." Frost muttered as he relaxed against the sofa, a bright smile adorning his lips.

"Not quite, you also need to resist devouring the vast the sums of DP they promise." Maya commented from his side.

Chapter 551: Dungeon of Niflheim