"T.A.S didn't dungeon has to have Dungeon core?..all the game and novels have that…why did they called it Anchor?..".
[A standalone dungeon core does exist, but it's rare…only 50% of dungeon in all Fantasma have one…normally, a dungeon appeared due to abnormal accumulations of pure mana in one concentrated place...the result of that accumulations will form a standalone dungeon cores and should it not able to form a full apparent dungeon core, the energy/mana will be absorb/enter a host, thus came the term 'anchor' aka Lord…and normally the type of dungeons were determine according to the Anchor type, seeing that this dungeon were Undeads attributes..I conclude that the anchor is an Undead and probably a high level one..could be a Wraith Royals or Liches…]. (T.A.S)
"i think I got a theories how the undeads dungeon happened, it probably happen because the mana accumulations happen after the fall of t
"So, Undead bloods can be use in a lot of stuff, purifying stuff, curing curse, killing vampires and werewolves, even used as a foul magic main ingredients…also, the blood quality and prices depends on the monsters rank, even 10ml of the lowest rank zombie blood cost 1 gold….is that what you were saying?.."."Yes…".(Bar)The draining process already done by now, Bar and Rafaela was in the process of storing all the 30 blood bags (30 Liter). the Zombie lord is still alive but barely as it's body was nothing more than a skin sack."Then why aren't you collecting the bloods back then?…we killed almost 20 zombies on our way here…that's 600 liter at least, we just let 1 platinum and 800 thousand gold coins flying out of our hands….<Sigh>…".Realizing how much money I could get by just draining bloods and how much I just lost, it made me depressed."It's okay
Have you ever seen a human sized Beaver? That talk, walk on 2 legs and act like a ninja. It's extremely cute and funny at the same time, that is the scene that unfold before me right now. Though our appearance in this Beaver and Mole settlement was kind of uninvited, in fact from the look of it, they were quite hostile."Sir….it seems we were uninvited here..".(Bar)Gulping in a cold breath, Bar and the others slowly get into positions, Rafaela even signalling to us that the Beaver ninja already starts to encircle us."Well everyone could see that Bar....Ehem, Hello there friend…can we talk for a moment?..".[I don't think they will listen to you sir….ohh,here they come..].(T.A.S)Though for anyone else this Ninjas were quite hard to detect, to me I can see,smells and hear every single one of them. Thanks to my newly obtains passive skills (Heightene
Matriarch Kasuma and Elder Mikhail spills out the unfortunate history to their clans. Still because of the 1st generations rash decision, the now 3rd generations has to bear the consequences. Still it was quite impressive, to preserve an oath, even though the current generations doesn't know if the oath was even truly exist.Beaver clan is a real shinobi clan, their culture and lifestyle were similar to Ninja clan on earth. It was quite a scene to see a Beaver act like a ninja, comical but impressive. As for the Mole clan, their story was quite funny to put it in a simple term, they were a capable carefree bunch that make a wrong turn at the wrong time. But both clan compliments each other perfectly, Beaver Clan was dedicated, while Mole clan is resourceful. While Beaver clan act as the guardian, Mole clan act as supporter, providing tools and provisions. Mole clan is a Slime Tamer, the foods, cloths, candles and even a waste management were all done by exploiti
"It's good that you guys were arrived…we will starts fighting the lord in a few moments….but, before that, I would like you and your team to abide by our rule, one..under no circumstances should any of you interfere with the battle, two..once we opened this door, you and your team will move to the safest locations in there and never move unless we said so,..three, you will have no claim over anything…..I hope you guys will understand, we do not intend to underestimated you or anything..it's just we work best on our own…". (Elijah)With her hand on her back, Elijah explain the Ninja Beavers the rules. It's better to have a set rules now, then having someone ruins everything later. We slept for over 10 hours last night, the clock on my watch stated it's 10 am in the morning, it's been a long time since I've gone camping, quite refreshing to do this once In awhile."We will abide by your rule, Your Ladyship..".(Sasu)
"So you're saying that this glowing ball is equivalent to 10 nuclear warhead?..".[Yep..but, since this is Fantasma and that Anchor Core was a magical artifact…it's doesn't gave out radiations..you could try use it as a power reserve for you electricity..I can help you research how to do it..]. (T.A.S)It's kinda weird to hear and see that the round glowing crystal ball that in my hand right now was as strong 10 nuclear warhead. After defeating the Warden, the only thing that left inside the crater was, this Basketball big Anchor Core @ Dungeon core,7 skill shards, the glowing skull of the Warden(That apparently is the Seal for Paul Shackles), 1 High Grade Dimensional Storage (The inside was filled with Dragons Bones and 1 broken branch with 1 leaf at the end) and a piece armour that the warden previously wear. Actually there's nothing remains of the warden inside the crater, but for some reason these loots were inside the cr
Dungeon Exploring and relocations of The beavers and Moles clans already done a few days ago. Paul also has been safely released from his Cursed and already making his name in Aeternum. Our profit from the dungeon was quite big, resource wise off course. T.A.S manage to archive and analyze a few magical enchantment, Magic spells tomes and more importantly he was able to pin several key locations for Dwertur precious metals mine. Sitting inside my meeting room, I finally able to launch my plans for Aeternum radio broadcasting."Quite a place you got here Sir….So, what work you got for me?….Sir..". (Paul)Paul the skeleton carefully swallow his imaginary saliva as Elijah stare down at him."I need you to be my Radio DJ….in here there's everything about your new job…I will also assign a special crew for you…for now all you got to do is familiarize yourself with the manual, and the devices you will be us
For the past few weeks Merrina town has become the talk of all people in Halerus Kingdom, thanks to the new Store called Aeternum Super store that appeared out of nowhere. The store was revolutionary, selling multitude range of items, high quality tools, clothing articles that more soft and flashy than any noble boutique, high quality foods, and more importantly thousand kind of Spices and paper that as white as clouds.The store never seems to runs out of product, the price is appropriate and affordable. the store provide a high class and fast service by their worker, everyone have only praised for this store. Though there's some rival merchant try to slander and even tried to copy their merchandise, the store never falter, instead, surprising enough The merchant associations and The Duke Merrica household comes to squash and punish the ill intended Merchant. No one dares to make move at them after that, The Store also seems to be connected to a mysterious C gr
"What an intricate artifact..I never seen such like it..it's even shine when I press the button..ohh..Miss Yvone said it can make a painting..Panderson look..". (Richard Benson)"Ehem…Sir, this is a precious artifact..probably made by a the Great High Human…also it's Pictures not painting…Also, it's very expensive…so please stop playing with it too much..".(Mr.Panderson)"I'm just appreciating it….I'm glad the deal went through nicely, as a matter of fact the terms wasn't all that absurd..It was as if they knew our limit and capability…".(Richard Ben Benson)Richard Benson actually expects the terms to be very outrageous considering their reputations, but instead it was fair."Aeternum Super Store was exactly as their image..they do everything with care, normally organizations as their reputations will demand almost anything…but instead they conduct fairly, no wonde
Meanwhile, inside the Alemia Royal Palace, which had now been converted into a central command hub, President Mies Sai listened intently to a military briefing.Across from him sat Department Vice-Director Nathaniel Grant of the Department of Resource & Infrastructure, his face alight with enthusiasm.“Sir, the employment program is exceeding expectations. We posted 5,000 positions for public kitchen chefs, and they were filled within a single day.”Mies Sai smirked. “I’m not surprised. The people have been desperate for stability.”Vice-Director Grant nodded. “Indeed. And now, with the cleaning and rebuilding project launching, we’re expecting a flood of applications. 100,000 slots may not even be enough.”General Lucas, seated nearby, chuckled.“We’ll need to start thinking ahead, then.” He tapped a report on the table. “Alemia isn’t just a city of civilians. We still have thousands of unemployed former soldiers from both the Queen’s and the Prince’s factions. Many of them aren’t cr
“I agree with implementing the employment program,” I said, voice firm. “But we’ll need to make several adjustments before we proceed.”Ramon nodded attentively. “What kind of adjustments, sir?”I leaned back slightly in my chair.“First, work hours need to be reduced. Given how many of the surviving population are either elderly or women, we can’t expect them to handle the same level of physical labor as a normal workforce.”Ramon took notes, his expression serious. “Understood.”“Second, child labor is absolutely forbidden. If anyone attempts to exploit children for work, they will face immediate punishment.”“Of course, sir. Aeternum law is clear on that.”I nodded. “Third, we’ll have to create alternative jobs that suit the city’s current demographic. Many of the women and elderly might not be able to do construction work, but they can handle administrative work, small-scale industry, and trade. We need to get creative.”Ramon grinned, impressed. “You’ve already thought several st
“Did the Queen know about this?” I asked, though deep down, I already knew the answer.Selie didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she reached into her bag, pulling out a single sheet of parchment. She laid it on my desk with a deliberate movement.It was an official decree, signed and stamped with Queen Romella’s royal seal. A decree authorizing the so-called “punishment” of nobles appointed by Aeternum.I closed my eyes briefly, suppressing the urge to slam my fist onto the table. The Queen knew, she had known all along. And she did nothing, or she were too consumed with all the power and luxuries that she just signed everything that come to her table, and now I had to clean everything back.Across the chamber, Duke Oliver Gust—or rather, Governor Oliver Gust, as he was now officially titled—stood near one of the balconies, observing the organized chaos with a look of deep contemplation. After taking a moment to collect my thoughts, I rose from my seat and walked over to him.“Quite
For years, Alemia’s people had been accustomed to fear—to being harassed, abused, and treated like pawns by the nobility and military alike.But today, as they walked through the clean streets, there was no shouting.No random arrests. No public executions. There was only order.And above them, in the vast blue sky, the Aeternum airships loomed—their massive steel frames gliding through the heavens, a symbol of dominance, protection, and change.For many, it was their first time seeing such technology up close.An elderly baker, standing at the entrance of his shop, shielded his eyes as he gazed upward."The Iron Birds…" he whispered, awestruck.Beside him, a young girl tugged at his sleeve."Grandpa, are they… protecting us?"A pause. Then, the old man smiled for the first time in years."Yes. I believe they are."Unlike the old regime, Aeternum’s governance was swift and efficient.Knowing that the city had suffered extreme shortages due to the war, Aeternum immediately opened publi
"I refuse to be treated like some common criminal! I am Count Malik! Minister of Finance! I have funded half of this war!"His voice echoed, but no one moved. No one spoke in his defense.Malik gritted his teeth and jerked violently, managing to break free from the grip of the young Aeternum private restraining him.With a twisted smirk, he raised his hand and struck the soldier across the face.A loud crack rang through the hall.For a moment, everything stood still.Then—BANG.A gunshot pierced the air, and Malik’s scream followed a split second later as he collapsed onto the floor, clutching his now bloodied knee.Standing over him, his pistol still smoking, was Sergeant Falkner.The seasoned Aeternum officer towered over the fallen noble, his expression one of absolute indifference."That was for touching my soldier," Falkner said, his voice as sharp as a blade.Malik writhed, his cries of agony mixing with gasps of horror from the other captives.Falkner bent down, his boot press
“I request a duel.”A murmur ran through both sides. Bina merely raised a single eyebrow.“A duel? Against me?” she said, tilting her head slightly, almost as if she hadn’t heard him correctly.Anton stood his ground.“If I win, you and your soldiers do not enter this palace.”Bina exhaled, her lips curving into something that wasn’t quite a smile.“And if you lose?”Anton’s jaw tightened.“Then my men will surrender peacefully.”A moment of silence passed between them.And then, Bina laughed.A deep, almost booming sound, filled with something akin to amusement… and disappointment.“You are either the bravest or the most foolish knight I have ever met, Captain Anton.” She rested her hand on the haft of her war axe, her fingers tightening around the weapon’s familiar grip.Anton did not flinch. Bina’s amusement faded. She gave him a firm nod. Both of them knew, this is actually a heartfelt plea from Anton, he wanted Grand General Bine to allow his men to live, this I his earnest beg.
At precisely 10 AM, just as the dust from the explosions had barely begun to settle, a deep echoing voice rang across the battlefield.“To the soldiers and citizens of Alemia!”It was him.The President of Aeternum.His voice carried through the winds, reverberating through the ruined streets, projected through Aeternum’s massive military speakers for all to hear.“Your war is over. Lay down your arms. Submit to the governance of Aeternum, and you will be spared.”His words hung in the air like a final judgment.And then, like a descending storm, the Aeternum Army finally began to move.It was a terrifyingly unified march.Thousands upon thousands of troops moved in perfect synchronicity, their steel boots pounding against the earth like a drum of war. Tanks rolled forward, massive military vehicles flanking the advancing battalions, gunships and airships circling the skies like mechanical reapers.At that moment, the people of Alemia saw it—the unstoppable tide of Aeternum’s might de
“Then let’s make history. Order the Navy Fleet 01 to launch three additional Type-1 Missiles. Targets: The East, North, and West gates of the capital.”The entire command bridge fell into stunned silence.Every officer, every technician, every strategist momentarily froze. Their eyes flickered with a mix of shock and anxiety as they processed my command. Even the seasoned veterans among them seemed momentarily taken aback.It was one thing to deploy a single missile.But three at once?That wasn’t just warfare—it was an annihilation order.Bina, Lucas, and Eliza, who had been following the situation via video conference, immediately reacted. Their holographic images flickered on the massive display before me, each one expressing their own unique emotions.Bina, ever the stoic and composed tactician, furrowed her brows, tapping her fingers against the table.“Mr. President… I assume you understand the full implications of this move?”I met her gaze without hesitation.“I do. This is th
At 6:45 AM, the order was given. Admiral Duchess Kolarova, commanding the Navy Fleet from the southern front, initiated the launch sequence. The missile streaked across the sky like a comet, its white trail a harbinger of devastation.From the Dragon One, I stood on the bridge, watching intently as the missile’s trajectory was displayed on the holographic screens. My officers around me held their breath, anticipation thick in the air.A few moments later, the missile hit its mark. The explosion that followed was nothing short of spectacular. The Alemia Capital City gates were obliterated, along with the surrounding walls and everything within a 100-meter radius. Dust and debris rose into the sky like a dark mushroom cloud, blotting out the early morning sun.The impact was beyond what any of us had anticipated. The "lowest-grade" missile had proven to be anything but low-grade.The news of the missile strike spread like wildfire through the Aeternum ranks. Soldiers, commanders, and of