Gamers of the Underworld

In a room with white walls that were pasted with various anime posters, a gaming capsule was placed in the room beside the wall.

The luminous computer screen reflected blurry figures. A Hatsune Miku figurine was placed on the computer table.

The computer screen was showing the new content on the discussion forum.

[The Battle Campaign Scenario is starting soon. Make a guess of the Plot.]

[Sherlie is cool. After seeing NotWearingPants’ post on the Plot, Sherlie is hiding his shortcomings.]

[The Octopus Ball Devil Lord must go into the Instance Dungeon. Is the name of the NPC serious?]

[Who fought with Dragonborn before? I heard he’s strong.]

[Preposterous! I heard Arthur used traps to capture a Large Lizard single-handedly!]

…

The person sitting in front of the computer looked at the wall clock that indicated 8 am.

The person stood up and walked into the gaming capsule.

…

[Game connected]

[Welcome to “Dungeon: Eternal Kingdom”. Current Version 0.20 (Battle Campaign, Sleeping Valley)]

[Using the character “Peasant, Houndhead Man”]

[Loading game]

Before Peasant opened his eyes, his nose was filled with the familiar stench of Eternal Kingdom, which consisted of the odor of Gnomes, Goblins, and Houndhead Men.

He wasn’t able to vomit. The pain threshold was adjusted to zero, so he wouldn’t react to any smell.

But strong smells would still kill him. For example, the poisonous gas produced from the train’s feces when placed in the bladder.

The veteran gamer, Hemp Rope Technology, who had the alias of Pioneer, had tested that out using his life.

“Peasant, are you awake? The Spider Meat with clay in your backpack was eaten by us.”

When Peasant opened his eyes, he saw an ugly Gnome face. Just by the face, Peasant recognized that he was NotWearingPants.

“Ah!”

Peasant was surprised and sat up abruptly. He was in a daze for a while before recalling that he had gone offline in the Dungeon so nobody could touch the belongings in his backpack!

He quickly searched his frog-skinned backpack. Thank goodness, the Spider Meat with clay was still intact.

Because of the updated BUG, the gamers were unable to obtain any meat from the kitchen. If they attempt to take the meat raw or try cooking it, there was the possibility of food poisoning. If the food in the Dungeon wasn’t properly cooked, it was easy to get food poisoning.

“Peasant! Why are you always late getting online? Don’t tell me you’re going to classes during summer break!” The Gnomes BurningChestHair and Sylvanas were beside him.

“The Battle Campaign Scenario is starting soon. Let’s hurry and join the expedition group.”

Sylvanas extended her hand and pulled Peasant up.

The nearby Arthur was seated while sharpening his sword.

In the Eternal Kingdom Teleport Portal Main Hall, a new Teleport Portal was created.

A few Stone Golems were clearing up the materials that were used to construct the Teleport Portal.

Lord Sherlock, who was wearing a long robe, stood by the Teleport Portal. He was surrounded by thousands of gamers.

Peasant, NotWearingPants, BurningChestHair, Sylvanas, and Arthur walked into the crowd.

Lord Sherlock waved his hand and lifted his black cloak that had a red underside.

“Warriors of Eternal Kingdom! The Void Legion of the Ancient Gods has arrived outside Winterfell. The entire Underworld is facing a catastrophic crisis! Warriors, your objective is to guard the Sleeping Valley tunnel. Creatures from Eternal Fire will be your allies and support you. But don’t expect too much as they are in dire straits too. Warriors, the fate of the Underworld depends on you!” Sherlock shouted at the top of his lungs, and the gamers cheered.

“For Eternal Kingdom!”

“Let’s begin!”

“Kill all the Ancient Gods!”

“I need a crowbar, Elder Sign, and a few friends.”

“Waaaa-!”

“Gosh! I can’t attack this silly dude in the Dungeon safety zone!”

…

The Stone Golems who were carrying materials turned to look at the astonishing scene. A Stone Golem at the side said nervously, “Don’t look. Leave quickly. It’s contagious.”

At Winterfell Ancient Ruins No. 85.

“Boom—boom—”

The original Ancient Ruins pit had become a distorted Mana vortex. Booming thunder and lightning swirled within the vortex.

Red-skinned creatures, monsters with bat wings, and ugly monsters ran out from the vortex.

Faint murmurs reverberated in the Ancient Ruins. Any creatures who were near would lose their sanity.

Those monsters gathered at the empty space of the Ancient Ruins. The land that was incinerated by the Dragon’s breath became dry and barren. It was just perfect for the believers of the Ancient Gods to gather.

A 40 to 50-meter tall red-skinned Devil had spikes all over his body.

Black armor covered his bright red skin, and his eyes looked crazed. He lifted his gigantic Hammer as his thunderous voice echoed in the sky above the Ancient Ruins.

“Make haste! Charge! Crush them! The Heavenly Father and Savior are looking at you!”

A green Devil’s Eye appeared in the sky above the Ancient Gods’ mixed army. The Devil’s Eye floated above the dense and ugly monsters. In the Underworld tunnel, the mixed army squeezed and charged forward. There was no end to the army…

…

At Co-defense Area No. 10.

The Winterfell force constructed their defenses hastily in a bid to obstruct the flow of the tunnel at Area No. 10.

A large moat that was three tunnels wide was dug in front of the defenses.

Metal pikes were placed behind the moat. They were used as the first line of defense against the Ancient Gods army.

At the fortified area, huge Giants were transporting soil and rocks.

Behind the defenses was a 20,000 strong Underworld army that came out from the constructed Teleport Portals. They put up a Wyvern flag that had a scorching flames insignia.

An Orc with full-body armor and a Werewolf helmet looked ferocious as he stood on a high vantage point and surveyed the 20,000 troops gathered below.

“Hwa, hwa, hwa—”

An Eternal Fire army that consisted mainly of Gnomes, Orcs, and Werewolves marched in synchronization.

A hundred fully armed Giants with 10-meter bodies gave off an oppressive aura. They carried large Maces and stomped on the ground heavily. Each of them was a battlefield meat grinder!

Behind the Giants were ten enormous Magical Cannons with engraved Mana Runes on the black barrels. Even a superior Devil wouldn’t dare to take a shot from the cannon.

The cannon was what every male creature wanted!

Superior armor, courageous spirits, strict discipline, and the meanest equipment! They were the elites of Eternal Fire, which was the strongest Dungeon in the Northern Underworld.

The Orc commander inhaled deeply, and his chest was filled with pride. Nobody in the Underworld would look down on his steel army! Not even the Ancient Gods!

He couldn’t help gazing at the fortified defenses on his flank. There was nobody except the dazed Logistics Officer, who was sent by Winterfell.

“Are those the Eternal Kingdom’s defenses?” the Orc commander asked his Gnome adjutant.

“Yes, Commander Beefballs!” the adjutant quickly replied.

“Those are the defenses belonging to Eternal Kingdom. They are responsible for supporting us. The Dungeon Lord is a superior Devil. The Dungeon was upgraded to Level 2 within three months. They have a small Black Dragon. As for military logistics, Winterfell provided 20,000 sets of equipment.”

“20,000 sets of equipment? It seems like the allied army defending our flank is quite dependable,” Beefballs said, feeling pleased.

Suddenly, the empty space on his flank flashed with the brilliance of multiple Teleport Portals.

A group of Goblins, Gnomes, and a few Houndhead Men with messy equipment marched in chaotic formation and chatted noisily.

“Gosh! The modeling is awesome!”