The Crafter's Dungeon: A Dungeon Core Novel (Dungeon Crafting Book 1) Jonathan Brooks (sites to read books for free .TXT) 📖

body from the lack of recent nourishment caused his back leg to buckle as he stepped on a rocky protrusion, sending him crashing to his injured side in an ungraceful heap.  A cry of pain involuntarily left his lips as the ground hit his still painfully bruised torso, and that’s when things went sideways.

The roar that erupted from the throats of the Bearlings was so loud that Kelerim immediately turned toward the noise, expecting the massive beasts to be on him already.  He was momentarily surprised to see that they were still at the cave entrance. As soon as their deafening roar ended, however, they charged toward him in a giant wave of deadly claws, sharp teeth, and stiff brown and black fur.

He immediately got up and started running, heading for another tiny mountain he could see in the distance.  Maybe I can climb up there and they won’t be able to get to me!  Or, maybe there is a really narrow cave that I can squeeze into and wait until they go away.  He knew that neither of these were likely, but he didn’t have any other choice but to try.

Something small flashed by the corner of Kelerim’s vision, a small animal he thought, though for some reason it shone in the sun as if it were metallic.  He could vaguely see it rushing ahead of him, dipping down and over a few small hills and valleys so quickly that he couldn’t get a good proper look at it; however, when he was able to focus on it for more than a second as he navigated his own way through the barren terrain, he thought it looked like some sort of dog.  Or maybe even a wolf.

Either way, it appeared to be running from the Bearlings as well, and if it knew of some sort of safe haven, he was all for following it.  He might regret it if it was indeed a wolf that turned on him, or it led him into an entire den of wolves, but he was willing to take that chance over the certain death that was inexorably getting closer and closer behind him.

He could practically feel the breath of the massive beasts chasing him by the time he arrived at the other tiny mountain, and he watched the blur that was the metallic dog/wolf shoot into a hole along the side.  Unfortunately, it still looked big enough to fit the Bearlings, but as Kelerim didn’t have any other choice, he followed the mystery animal inside…and promptly couldn’t see as it was nearly pitch-dark inside compared the light of the noonday sun.

He kept running, however, because he didn’t want to stop now – and proceeded to bump his head into something unseen, sending him to the ground, unconscious.

Chapter 23

Over the last month, Sandra kept expanding her dungeon, upgrading her Core, and crafting countless items in her forge.  She slowly perfected – as much as she could perfect it with her current selection of constructs – crafting knives, daggers, short swords, hatchets, single-bladed axes, double-bladed axes, sickles, maces, spear points, throwing knives, throwing axes, and even arrowheads. On the whole, however, they were all made scaled-down because of both the size of her current forge and her Small Armored Sentinel.

As she practiced making each type of weapon, the process got easier and easier as she gained the experience that only making hundreds of the same product over and over again could bring.  As she transitioned from knives to daggers to swords, she could apply that experience so that her first attempts were nowhere near the crude piece of junk her first knife had ended up being.  In fact, while she looked back at that initial crafting success with pride at what she had accomplished, she was also embarrassed by how ridiculous it looked compared to what she could craft now.

Even when she created completely different types of weapons, that same experience carried over; she just applied the knowledge she had in her mind with the near-unending practice she had completed over the last two months.  She was running out of what she could think of to craft miniaturized weapon-wise, though, so she was thinking about either making her Dragon Glass forge larger or switching up completely and trying her hand on something similar but different at the same time.  In short – armor.

However, Sandra had just upgraded to Core Size 15 – after 7 stages and nearly 36,000 Mana – and she finally received a new Dungeon Monster that she thought could replace her current beloved Sentinel for crafting. When she got enough time to practice enough with it, at least.

Core Selection Menu

Dungeon Classification:

Constructs

Core Size:

15

Available Mana:

425/6409

Ambient Mana Absorption:

6.4/hour

Available Raw Material (RM):

11200/20066

Convert Raw Material to Mana?

11200 RM -- > 448 Mana

Current Dungeon Monsters:

295

Constructs Creation Options:

14

Monster Seed Schematics:

52 (4)

Current Traps:

11

Trap Construction Options:

All

Core-specific Skills:

3

Constructs Creation Options

Name:

Mana Cost:

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Mechanical Jaguar

800

Mechanical Wolf

1000

Basher Totem

2000

Automated Digger

2500

Repair Drone

4000

Ironclad Ape

6000

Monster Seed Origination

Name:

Raw Material Cost:

Mana Cost:

Min. Mana:

Max. Mana:

Tiny Dragon Glass Flake

20000

7000

5000

10000

Large Copper Orb

800

80

5

200

Large Tin Orb

800

80

5

200

Large Bronze Orb

8000

800

50

3200

Large Iron Orb

8000

800

50

3200

Average Steel Orb

16000

1600

500

8000

Large Steel Orb

32000

3200

5000

16000

Large Air Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Earth Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Fire Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Water Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Holy Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Nether Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Natural Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400

Large Spirit Elemental Orb

0

800

5

400