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

"We're here." Announced Khione in an annoyed grunt.

"Hmm." Frost innocently followed Khione into a large, open room covered from end to end in thick blocks of ice.

The design was simple, similar to the training room back in the Dungeon, a lot colder though. Frost found himself shivering, his breath freezing into a solid vapour with every exhale.

"Is it just me or have you gotten even angrier since we left the throne room." He asked curiously, thinking that after hitting her father twice and even threatening him she would have calmed down somewhat.

"It's just you!" Harshly replied Khione through a forced smile and gritted teeth. She would never admit that her anger stemmed from him being respectful with his gaze rather than perverted.

In response Frost shrugged his shoulders, even after all his experiences, women were still a mystery, especially one as naturally volatile as Khione.

Chapter 776: Khione (4)