The survivors at a second look must of landed at least a few days ago. The bottom half of their uniforms had mud and dried leaves...

Sending the Goblins to the flanks by having them to hug the walls, there final goal is to ensure that they can not escape, along with the Slimes moving on the roof so that they can drop onto them and start dissolving, I hope they get head shots. While Sabastian and I advanced down the middle.

The basic plan was to kill off the four people with handguns and then deal with the rest as if they are some shitty rogues.

We advanced slowly, when I got within optimal range of my Crossbow, taking aim at the first of the ranged enemies.

I hesitated why? Okay on one from three I have to fire...

3

'They are still the enemy.'

2

'What is the Difference between me or my monsters doing it?'

1

'For Dungeon and Home!'

(POV Change)

*Thwing* *Flesh tearing sounds* *Sound of something shattering off a Dungeon wall*

The trigger was pulled, the bolt was loosed and what followed was morbid music to Julie's ears.

The bolt from her Crossbow hit one of the two pilots, the bolt it's self was two strong meant for enemies in armor, so the bolt went through the man and shattered off the Dungeon's wall, the man though... having your right arm and large parts of your intestines' destroyed by a bolt from close range crippled the man sending him to the ground.

The other 12 people instantly drew weapons.

Then the Slimes fell, Slime one landing on the other pilots shoulder, Slime two landed on a gunnery officer's hands including his gun, leaving Julie's pet Slime land his target getting a headshot...

 

It was the wrong target hitting one of the 8 other bomber crewmates, all the Slimes instantly start dissolving whatever part of the person they got a hold onto.

Panic spread through the invaders as they didn't know what is going on... and one just flatly passed out... A female from the 132

"Ugh!" A grunt was heard down the hallway from them some move to it some didn't.

*Thwing*

Another fell the bolt having gotten stuck within the mans spine, after it had shattered the sternum to reach it.

Another grunt followed this... and someone speaking a language that none of the Bomber crew knew or heard of, "Put your hands on your head now!" This being shouted in Common, not English or any other Earth-borne languages, and yet they understood what was being ordered, this was due to Dungeons translation magic.

Regardless of what was ordered they didn't follow, so a whistle was heard.

The seven Goblins that had at this point waiting to be ordered, make their present known after hearing the whistle two instantly went for the passed out female and dragged her away as a 'War prize' while the rest fought of anyone that tried to save her.

The Crewmen now had to fight on three fronts, they had someone shooting at them, the Slimes that are within their ranks and now what they think are deformed child soldiers on their rear and who just kidnapped one of they comrades during the confusion.

"Get your target." The voice said from the hall, the crew could now tell it was female but the words was unintelligible to them, Jasmine's eyes widen in disbelief... she know who it was but didn't believe it...

 A man wearing a suit emerged from a pillar of smoke and before they could fully see him, he cracked his whip and slashed at the last person with a handgun sending both halves of the body going different ways.

Seeing this the morale broke among the bomber crewmen leaving some to die forgetting the Goblins waiting for them by the door, soon the rest gave up.

Julie was rather disappointed, she had long since forgotten that it was normal for soldiers to surrender when the fighting got tough, she saw better morale from militia formations, and her most fearful times when the Royal Knights came to play...

But now she was disappointed.

(POV Change Julie)

Pulling my bowstring back and prep another bolt...

"Erika, make a note to use heavier bolts due to lack of armor but also keep these bolts on hand just incase." I tell my fairy that was sitting on my head, playing with my hair the same way she plays with my Core.

When I arrive I give my Butler a quick order "Sabastian round up the rest and line them up for execution other then your challenge... I'm going to see if the Slimes are still going." He acknowledges my order, and gets it done.

The Slimes were fine and getting larger from the consumed mass of the people they were 'eating' including the bodies.

When I return to Sabastian he tells me something I found funny, "Mistress, I think our captives are speaking in code, they keep giving me their names, bomber number whatever that is and then 12 random numbers..."

"It's not code that is just their name, unit name and serial number... if I remember mine it was... Julie Lukens, Bomber 12, 123456343758-RM... ignore it it's just this thing to fuck with torturers', bloody hell I guess they did want to remember it."

He nods, and we engage in a 'casual' chat about what method to kill the rest from have the Goblins or Slimes do it to... forcing them through the Taverns meat grinder... we did consider doing it our selves but my levels are based on the Dungeons level, so it didn't matter if I or the Dungeon kills, out of 13, 6 were left not including Jasmine.

After more time we gave up and decided to have the Goblins and Slimes kill the last of them, so that they can level and hopefully evolve.

"Okay then you 6 are fucked." I say with a smile.

"How are you alive!?" Jasmine shouts at me, "We lost the rear of our plane! How are you alive?"

I looked at her, and then at Sabastian taking the hint, she was quickly smacked across her face and chastised, for speaking when not spoken too not counting how rude she was. She started crying with a large red mark was on her face

A sadistic smile came to me, I had always enjoyed seeing the invaders broken, twisted and made to worship my dungeon...

The others took great offence to Jasmine's disciplining, but before they could really do anything my bolt was loosed and a screaming man hit the floor as his right knee gave out.

"Before you all do anything 'brave' but it seems better to say stupid." Tossing my crossbow aside and drawing my Warhammer and smashing his head in showing that they had no power here. "You lives were forfeit when you entered my Dungeon." my voice imbued with my Mana so that they can understand me, it was odd to find that it was hard to speak English, but I had not used it for 20 years and had used a language that translate to English. 

"Monster!"

"You Bitch!"

The lot shouted at me, but I ignore it.

Though one voice asked a question I couldn't help but answer.

"Why are you treating your prisoners like this you Arcadians! Have you forsaken the rules of war?" It was a rear gunner from 132.

"My dear." I say with a sultry voice, "I'm not Arcadian, nor even Human." I couldn't help but chuckle when the confusion that came to his face after I said that, "You are talking to a Dungeon Master my dear. We are second only to the Gods that rule the realms."

The confusion was even more evident. "Pitiful mortals, you have no idea what your messing with... although only Jasmine there will see my Dungeon at its height."

Before they could understand the true meaning of my words, the Goblins had snuck up behind them and slit their throats... leaving Jasmine's eyes widen in terror but that was brief due to her passing out from fright...

Letting out a deep sigh my shoulders slumped... I may enjoy this, building my Dungeon has always been a pass time even while I was closed.

[Invaders pacified]

[Rewards]

You have reached Level 3 of Rank 1

One (Lesser Goblin) can evolve /Open Evolution Menu/

One (Lesser Slime) can evolve /Open Evolution Menu/

/Close/

Yes.