Sword_immortal1

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

As Kiba lay trembling on the ground Frost appeared above the shuffling razor scaled yeti and stabbed its throat with his glaive, killing it in an instant.

The monster was vulnerable and completely unguarded, making for an easy kill.

"Seems that you've been holding out on me Kiba." Frost said in a playful manner while removing the blood from the glaive's blade edge.

"Garow." Kiba replied through laboured breathing, grumbling about how hard it was to actually use a move his body wasn't strong enough to handle.

"Then you must get stronger, do that and there'll be no backlash." Again the answer was strength, get stronger, train.

Kiba gave up on resisting, his master was right he was far too weak.

"Good boy." Frost kneeled down next to Kiba and scratched him behind the ears in praise, eliciting a happy purr from the young tiger.

Chapter 756: The inner regions (3)