Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Since this is a replica of my own Dungeon, probably taking the power levels of each inhabitant, I have no idea what the Dungeons of the other Dungeon Masters have in store for me.

So, taking that to heart, I'll have to react accordingly to my opponent, who I'm also sure has no idea of what my Dungeon has inside.

'So, how do I control my monsters and humans?' I wanted to scratch my chin, but being strapped down to this damn chair was not making my life any easier. 'Hmm… Let me try…'

I mentally thought about controlling one gorilla and having it move towards a specific spot. He complied and moved towards the said specific spot with everything he had.

And by everything he had, I mean sprinting like a damned lunatic on all fours.

'Okay, everyone will run when commanded to do so.' I mused to myself as I checked the contents of the Dungeon Core room, seeing the replica of Domino standing still beside the house with an expressionless face doing nothing. 'Okay, she may be my surrogate daughter, but damn if that isn't creepy.'

Satisfied with my initial findings, I quickly commanded to create a group of goblins and have them run towards the entrance to scout the opposing side's Dungeon.

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Now, here's the thing. I could view the entirety of my Dungeon with just a thought, but the moment my monsters went inside the replica Dungeon of another Dungeon Master, all I could see was what they were seeing in real time.

'That's fair, I guess…' Being able to see the enemy's home base without restriction was bound to be unfair due to how much information you could gleam from just a few moments of understanding…'

The group of goblins, numbering five, slowly inched their way through the dark, damp caves. They didn't run this time since I specified specifically not to run, and instead walked slowly to get a good view of what the enemy Dungeon looked like.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the goblins came out of the tunnel and were greeted by cliffs, hills, and a mountainous region. In fact, I had one of the goblins look down and see that it was a bottomless pit.

'We can do that…?' I wanted to cup my chin… But alas, the restraints gluing my arms to the chair said no.

Filing that thought for later, I had the goblins look around the somewhat deserted hilltop. There was a single suspension bridge sturdy enough to connect this hilltop to another hilltop.

I had one goblin traverse the bridge and left the other goblins behind, just in case the bridge has a weight limit. The goblin stepped on the bridge fearlessly, not minding that he might be heading to his death, but I guess that's what would've happened if he was just a puppet with no emotions.

A few seconds of silence passed by as I watched the screens of both the goblin vision, as well as my Dungeon vision, fully expecting an attack by now, either on their side or on my side, hence why I had the orcs, primates, and lizardmen fortify the city.

Nicholas, who I'm sure would be a real powerhouse, would be leading the defense if ever an enemy came around.

The replica of me will also defend the city, as well as every single human and demi-human in the Human area. Of course, I wouldn't leave my Dungeon Core defenseless, so I had a group of primates watch over it with extreme and constant vigilance.

Domino, I had her stay cooped up in the house. Replica or not, I have no intention of seeing a little girl get mutilated and die horribly in a fight, much more if she was my surrogate daughter.

Plus, she's incredibly weak, the same level as a goblin, so she's just as much more of a liability in a battle than an asset.

Looking back at the goblin vision, I finally realized that the goblins had all but traversed the bridge and were now heading towards the next hilltop. I will admit, the first area is incredibly huge, incredibly so compared to my Dungeon first area with the monster city.

They traveled in silence until a shout from the side brought their attention towards the source of the sound.

In an instant, one goblin was brutally clobbered and sent straight down into the depths of the bottomless pit, which wasn't a bottomless pit but a very long fall, only stopping when they reached the bottom full of spikes, some skeletons here and there signifying that yes, there were already victims of the long fall and gravity's mischief.

The goblins snarled as I commanded them to attack the lone figure attacking them. It looked like a giant – in the eyes of the goblins due to how tiny they were – with a club looking mean enough that an adult would tremble in fear just by looking at it.

The beast roared, and the goblins shrieked back. Their custom-made weapons were now used to try to skewer the giant beast within their vision, the giant scoffing at their attempts to kill its mighty self.

The first goblin to strike was the frontmost one – his buddy who was punted off a cliff was before him at first, but orders change when in the heat of battle – and the other goblins followed suit. The giant made no move to defend himself, and blatantly let the goblin's sword pierce through its gut, making no move whatsoever to react to the pain.

Instead, it scoffed and grabbed the goblin by the head and used him as a makeshift bat, swinging his tiny body in the air and hitting another goblin, sending them flying and into the spikes below.

The remaining two goblins who saw this weren't fazed and continued to charge at the giant. In response to this, the giant violently ripped out the sword stuck in his gut, and used it as a throwing dagger towards a goblin, which the goblin dodged and continued his assault.

That's where things get interesting. However, when the wound in the giant's gut began to rapidly heal, I finally found a name to put on him.

"Troll."

It wasn't long until the troll killed the last goblin by smashing him into a pulp with his club.

"Well, this is certainly very interesting."