Dungeon Reset

Now I know the truth.

Why the dragon helpers of the Apocalypse have had no effect on the dungeon.

It was because the dungeon was never theirs in the first place.

Dungeons just exist.

It belonged to no one.

And the dragon of the Apocalypse or his helpers were nothing but farmers.

It is their agricultural laws that harvest the energy generated constantly in the dungeons and devote the harvest to the 'altar’ to gather the power for resurrection.

Reset? Trap? Monster?

They were all small farming tricks at the level of repositioning the components that had already been built into the dungeon or rewinding the clock.

And that was a different scale, but it was also possible.

After all, the dragon of life and the dragon of death differ only in the attributes of death and life, and essentially the dragon of death has almost the same purpose and abilities.

[Anyway, the conclusion is that two dragons were sealed in a book with only one bone left at the end. He was in the middle of a race to see who would resurrect first.]

Clean slate.

The notorious detective rabbit nods and writes something vigorously on the note.

Of course, it was just a poem and nothing was written.

The Dragon of the Apocalypse arrogantly bends the bookshelf.).

[Yes. All this talk and movement in the book is thanks to the hard work of collecting sacrifices.]

It looked like a cartoon, cute but hateful at the same time.

That's the only reason I've sacrificed so many participants so far.

But the dragon of the Apocalypse was bold.

[Humans summoned to the dungeon will eventually die. I only recycled that energy so that those deaths wouldn't be in vain. The dungeon turns on its own without me.]

My eyes were wide open.

“Does that mean...... that we summoned our participants? ”

[It's not me. The dungeon itself did this.]

You expect us to believe that?]

It was natural for the rabbit to suspect.

The dragon of the Apocalypse was too cheap.

The tribe that was asking me was too easily whispering all its secrets.

Ease of the Apocalypse into a bookshelf (?).

[Trust me, I didn't invent the dungeon system either. I am the Dragon of Doom. Destruction is not my domain to create new things.]

“Then who built the system? ”

[I don't know. Maybe the dungeon itself.]

Are you a witch?

Right now, there was only one suspect.

But the witch was already dead a long time ago.

‘I'll stop by memory later. ’

Suddenly, Alpha told Jungdown that his thoughts had become complicated.

< You can trust him. No matter how big an end dragon is, he doesn't lie. >

[Yes. I have no reason to defraud myself to deceive any human being. Besides, I have nothing to lose because you found out the truth anyway.]

The dragon of the Apocalypse confidently demonstrated all the truths he knew.

At this moment, however, the energy of death was constantly pouring into the dragons of the Apocalypse everywhere.

The flow of energy did not change no matter how much the Book of Doom was held in the hands of the righteous.

[Even if you steal a few altars, it won't make a difference. The floating islands with altars are floating all over the place just by climbing right now.]

He may have slowed down a little, but he was still resurrecting hard.

Finally, Jungdown asked the most important question.

“Then you can't... return us to the world we once lived in?" ”

[Haven't you heard from the help? The only way for you to escape the dungeon is to target the final dungeon.]

“ ……. ”

Jungdown once again sensed that he was a dungeon error.

When I met the Dragon of the Apocalypse, nothing changed.

Since it's the dragon of the end in the first place, the dragon of life is the only veil that only you know.

Other participants were neither interested nor heard of the dragon from the beginning.

But even at this moment, they were still fighting to escape the dungeon.

As per the rules.

* * *

[Total Survivor Recovery]

Paaaaaah!

With a message that a sudden dungeon appeared, Ryu Seung Woo's group who were on their way to the mines was sprayed with a full recovery of survivors.

“Hey! Looks like Downey did it. ”

The relief heat cheered as he said he didn't have to worry anymore.

However, Ryu Seung Woo still did not stop running.

Rather, I urged him to move even more with my energized strength.

“Seungwoo, what's the rush? Now that the maple's gone, what's the rush? ”

“No, it's getting more urgent. ”

Ryu Seung Woo's attitude remained unchanged during the relief heat.

I thought about it, but I wanted to run for a month.

However, they were completely different from the ones who could dig their own way through the ground.

The central island of their island was too vast.

There were more than one or two ways to move the mine, relying on the direction.

And there was a long way back, not in a straight line.

Moreover, there were always annoying maple blocking in front of him.

The moment the dungeon was attacked, the maple died at the same time.

The moment the festival of frenzy ended, so did its lifespan.

Thanks to your troubles, they're no longer around, so you can move twice as fast now.

Ryu Seung Woo revised the direction of the mining cart on a new fork in the road and asked his colleagues.

“Has anyone heard from Downs yet? ”

“Yes, I've spoken in my ear several times, but I haven't heard back. ”

In Seo-yeon's answer, Ryu Seung-woo's expression became more severe.

“Something must have happened, too. Maybe he's already gone to paradise by himself.... ”

The invitation to paradise received as an ambush reward was a white feather.

This item, naturally contained within each item, must have been something that allowed it to move on to the next dungeon.

In experience, when these items are used separately from each other, the place of arrival is also separated from each other.

“Seung Woo, are you worried that Jung Doong will use the invitation first? ”

“Oh, you're not stupid, are you? ”

Shin Jinsoo shrugs her shoulders.

The horse became anxious for no reason, and the wind started to add momentum to the mining cart.

“Of course there is such a thing... ”

Thanks to the Maple's disappearance, Ryu Seung Woo finally has time to talk.

“Actually…… I had a dream. While sleeping.”

“Huh? Dreams? ”

“Dream?”

“What dream? ”

Everyone's gaze suddenly returned to him.

Ryu Seung Woo opened his mouth with a complex face, illuminating the darkness in front of the cart with blue light.

“Witch's Dream. ”

* * *

Hugh Bernstein, who was stunned by a red brain attack, had a strange dream.

He was aware that he was dreaming.

"I'm surprised you're having a wake-up call. ’

I was not free because I had a waking dream.

You move slow as if you were swimming underwater.

‘But where am I? ’

It's like a dream.

Beyond that lies a gloomy darkness.

He moves his arms and legs slowly, swimming towards the darkness.

I didn't know why.

No matter what his will, as the current flows towards you, the Borat Darkness draws him in.

And deep down, I see a little girl on her knees praying.

Witches?

Hugh recognized the identity at a glance.

None of the Dungeon Runners didn't know the Witch existed.

Furthermore, if you've crossed the fog island while circling the climbing trails, everyone has once rescued a girl trapped in the Arachne Tower.

Poor girl who was persecuted by the villagers as a ‘witch’.

Now he was praying earnestly.

“Please protect us. Even if deep despair and darkness come upon us. ”

Is that a prayer gate?

Hugh soon realized that the girl was not praying in any way.

I was reading the contents of a thick book on my knees.

Prayer was long, but the whole thing was to pray for safe passage throughout the country.

And Hugh could hear it right away.

The voices of the villagers praying for that praying girl.

“Thank you, Holy Mother! ”

“Thank you, Holy Lady! ”

“I'm so glad you're here! ”

“All thanks to his prayers! ”

“Holy lady, please take care of this farm! ”

Hugh is confused.

‘You have a very different reputation than on Fog Island. ’

Surprisingly, here, the girl was called a saint, not a witch.

And all those people were counting on this little boy.

‘It's too heavy for a child. ’

Hugh frowns.

Even though it was a dream, I stopped feeling empathy for the girl in front of me.

After all, all of his misfortunes were from the moment 'amplification’ and ‘the Butcher's Blade’ occurred to him.

From the moment they became fully strong, all of their colleagues began to rely on themselves.

And when the moment of crisis came, I looked at myself unconditionally.

Thank God for Hugh.

Hugh saved my life.

Hugh, lead the way.

Phew, Phew, Phew...

‘I was too burdened, but this child must be terrified. ’

I didn't know what the girl's prayers actually did.

Seeing that the world is so magical, there might have been a direct blessing such as a full recovery of the survivors.

But whatever it is,

Hugh understood well how heavy the faith of the people surrounding this little boy was to the parties.

It was Hugh, not anybody else.

He felt sorry for the girl's work as if it were his own.

“Please protect us. Even if deep despair and darkness come upon us. ”

The girl's prayer continued every day.

I could not rest even for a moment in prayer in the endless origins and aspirations of people.

The prayer that repeated every day made people laugh.

“Thank you, Holy Lady! ”

“Holy Lady! I hope you take good care of me again! ”

Hugh continued to watch over the poor man.

And…….

Cough, cough, cough!

Suddenly, one day, the sky fell and the sea began to split.

The end was near.

What, what? What's wrong? "

Suddenly, Hugh was surprised to see the world in a dream where the end of the century began.

And I suddenly realized,

The blessings and curses are like the front and back sides of a coin.

Hugh knew.

To protect someone, a corresponding risk was needed first.

The crisis was the only way to protect them.

“Please protect us. Even if deep despair and darkness come upon us. ”

The girl's prayer was finally fulfilled.

Kur! Kukwabang!

The deep despair and darkness that people so longed for came upon them.

And the girl's true misfortune was also from now on.

“The witch has cursed us! ”

“Kill the witch! ”

“Kill the witch! ”

Hugh is trapped in a small attic and gives a quiet pat on the back of the crying girl alone.

It was a small and delicate back.