Frankenstroheim tried to enter the mana oil dungeon. The dwarves also loaded their weapons in preparation. The dwarf warriors had daggers and axes at their hips and bows on their backs. Their hands held assault rifles that shot magic bullets. The dwarf assault force first entered with their newly developed mana weapons made by the dwarf blacksmiths.
“They’re not here.”
“What? What do you mean? There must be guys that survived. Find them all.”
The dwarf warriors and skeleton soldiers split up to search the interior of the dungeon.
“They’re not here. We can’t even detect their mana.”
Frankenstroheim discovered something in the dungeon. “What’s this?”
They looked down at the traces in the dungeon that looked as if a giant fossil had been dug out.
“It seems like they took something out of the wall.”
“What’s this then? A mural?” Frankenstroheim looked at a drawing of mermaids holding tridents.
“Hmm.” Frankenstroheim compared the drawing and the dungeon with each other. There was a new pathway when he walked further on.
“It seems like they ran this way. Follow me,” said Frankenstroheim.
The skeleton soldiers and the dwarf assault f...
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