Dungeon Reset

‘Realm restrictions’ were happening simultaneously throughout paradise.

A range of dungeons began to be filled with pale purple microparticles.

“What a paradise to be so dusty!? Cough, cough! ”

The participants of paradise had to run blindly through their mouths and noses, like a fire site with a disaster alarm.

Battle? Treasure chest?

Now was not the time to question that.

If I stayed in the confined area, I would die of suffocation, or if I could endure any longer, these dust clouds would pile up and be buried alive.

It was so frightening that even the monstrous octopus who were battling each other next to them were fleeing side by side.

“So why are you running away? This is your neighborhood! Cough, cough!”

“Phew……! ”

In front of the fine dust, everyone, the octopus, and everyone was fair.

But the octopus were surprised, but this seemed familiar.

As they flee, they tuck themselves in as soon as they find a small gap in the wall and the floor.

“Boo!”

Slow-!

And through that hole, I went straight across to the dungeon.

“I, I……! Humiliating bastards! Cough, cough! Then I'm coming with you! ”

Kuang!

Qar!

“Root!? ”

Warriors confident in their strength, including relief heat, spread their skills on the missing wall and somehow made it over the wall together.

But that wasn't the right way.

There is no way to fill the hole again, so the dust cloud continues to follow it.

Ultimately, the best way to do it is to run where the dust no longer follows.

And when I was chased around like that, I also encountered a lot of other participants.

Of course, there was a much higher chance of encountering monsters than humans in paradise.

“Phew!”

Shrarac!

“Oh, shit! The great octopus...! ”

Battle Started Suddenly!

There was always one giant octopus that had lost its habitat and gathered in one place.

These are enormous monsters, fearful of themselves, surrounding the participants back and forth in an isolated dungeon and extending their thick, long tentacles.

“You crazy dungeons! You said paradise!”

“What paradise...! ”

Participants complained with bloodshot eyes.

This situation was so strange for those who had overcome so many death crises.

The endless dungeons made them feel dark isolation.

I felt like my blood was dry because I thought I couldn't go out forever and I was worried that the ceiling would suddenly collapse and die.

But this time it's restricted to territory?

It was a really gross dungeon.

“Let's write an order! ”

Stubborn!

They realized the value of a magic scroll.

Even at 33 percent of their physical strength, it was now necessary to gain special power and break through.

But even the power of the Spell Book did not last forever.

Only 33 minutes.

This was the duration of the spell book that they discovered through their own experience.

* * *

Meanwhile, Jungdown, like a yoga instructor, sat on a flotation bench with his eyes closed.

Reach your palms forward and slowly draw 8 characters.

“Omani Banmehome, Omani Banmehome.... ”

For some reason, I was muttering semi-an-night glasses, but it meant nothing, and all I knew was the phrase in front of me.

This was actually a medium lump of clay.

Disappear…….

Surprisingly, all the dust clouds that touched his hand were slipping past him.

I didn't have to say the skill name with my mouth.

It wasn't even a bunch anyway, so the dust shoved to my side as soon as I touched it.

“Oh my God……. ”

[Ugh…….]

Hugh Bernstein and Rughal sit with their hands closed behind their back with a rope curled up behind their back.

It was frightening.

What should I call this?

Guardian of the Earth?

No, a human air freshener?

Even in endless flurries of fine dust, or in the fog of dirt, the space surrounded by a clean area with no lumps of dust.

The space wasn't big enough, but at least it was enough to protect Hugh, Rugal and the cloud golem.

[Earth Wizard….]

Rugal mutters quietly.

If this isn't magic, then what is magic?

Jungdown, although he couldn't write a spell, was working a miracle with his own two hands.

“Mr. Jungdown, the dust has stopped. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

A long time later, Hugh opens his mouth and stops his waving hands and looks around.

Their surroundings were already clouding their vision filled with pale purple fog.

Other participants who had fled this way avoiding the dust did not even appear to have fled the scene.

If they had the right vision in the first place, they would have been hiding behind a straight line rather than running away, but they were busy running away without even knowing what a straight line looked like.

Hugh asked with a serious look.

“What the hell was that? Suddenly restricting the realm. ”

[Grrr. This seems to be a special system for paradise. Maybe they're trying to get the participants to a specific location. And you feel a similar flow of magical power as when you reset the dungeon.]

Luggal said, "The Alpha has spoken."

< These dust clouds are like clouds beneath your feet and are physically powered by magic. I think the magic that's in there is spinning through the tunnels and building a dimensional enchantment. >

Just as blood flows through blood vessels, so does the dust of magic keep paradise going around the underground tunnels.

When I heard that, I suddenly had a brilliant thought with a glimmer in my eyes.

“Oh, I've got an idea. Why don't we tear all these clouds apart and sacrifice them? ”

< It's a peculiar idea, but I don't recommend it. Like a magic spell book, the amount of magical power mixed into the clouds is only a fraction, and the amount of energy it takes to send a sacrifice to an altar is greater. >

Kim grumbles, grumbling with a smile, as he answers Alpha.

“Hmmm, you're saying there's more to the package than what it's worth. ”

< It would be more beneficial to catch one octopus in that time. >

“It's hard to dig and sell. After all, you can't even write a magic spell book, it's the real Omani Banmehome of life. ”

He grumbles in unexpected words and grabs the pale dust that blocks his way.

I had no reason to stay.

“Clump of dirt. ”

Schwarak.

Then the scattered clouds of dust peel off his hands like cotton candy.

I put it together again with my hands, and like a real cotton candy, it became a small purple orb, diminishing the volume of dust.

It tasted like grape candy.

“Wow, this is pretty. I knew it. The dust is shrinking. Do you want me to keep it as a souvenir? ”

I felt good again because of the lumps of dirt I had never seen before.

I had to pack a bunch of these beads to get out of here anyway.

He threw a purple cloud ball at his belongings and stepped out in front of Hugh, rolling his arms together.

“Now, let's move somewhere else. The plan to keep digging here is cancelled. because no one else is going to get in this way anyway. ”

“I see. I see. Leave the escort entirely to me, and Mr. Jung-Dong will dig in peace. ”

Hugh, who was constantly crouching behind his back, gave a serious look again and said, "Battle stance."

“Working with the golems will be easy for the big monsters, and I'll cover for them no matter how small monsters approach." ”

However, the opportunity for him to leave did not come no matter how much I waited.

“Clump of dirt! Clump! Clump! Clump! ”

“ ……. ”

Zola.

“Clump of dirt! Clump! Clump! Clump! Clump! Clump! Clump! ”

“ ……. ”

ZoZola.

There was nothing to do.

Hugh stalks behind a steady stream of dust clouds without any action.

On the other hand, Jungdown was completely excited.

Inventory

Cloudballs (99), Cloudballs (99),

Cloudballs (99), Cloudballs (99),

Cloudballs (99), Cloudballs (99),

Cloud Orb (99), …….

Behold! This glorious triumph!

“Khh! Look at this souvenir from the Cloud Garden! Huh? A treasure chest? ”

Then I suddenly found a treasure chest buried in the dust.

Hugh liked it with a shimmer.

“What a travesty! There are no Great Octopus guarding it just in time, so it's completely free! ”

“I see. Here's another order. Well, keep it for now... Excuse me? ”

A light bulb flashes in his head as he pulls the scroll out of the treasure chest with a grumpy look.

I had an interesting idea.

“Oh, look at this. ”

[Grrr. What's the matter?]

Suddenly, as he laughed, Rugal, who had been watching without saying a word, became interested.

Jungdown said.

“We're the only ones walking around in this dusty area, aren't we? And there won't be monsters? ”

[Of course... * Sigh *? Really?]

Rugal frowns, noticing his thoughts.

“Great! Why don't we start by picking up all the remaining treasure chests in this dusty area? I don't think you're the first one to pick it up. ”

“That, that way! What a great eunuch!”

[…… gurgling.]

Hugh was impressed by what he said.

Rugal frowns next to him.

He had been slowly realizing why the rabbit had been disgusted with this human as a misspecies.

Good at eating?

Earthbinding?

No, before that, this erroneous specimen was a participant who went from thinking to thinking.

“Clump of dirt! ”

Shwaak!

Jungdown began to tear away the dust clouds more excitedly than ever before.

[Grrr. I thought you said you were looking for your colleagues?]

“Of course I do! But what are we gonna do if we run into our colleagues anyway? We'll find another treasure chest. ”

It was a matter of order.

There are treasures with no owner in front of them right now.Isn 't it hard to pretend not to know?

And as a result.

27.

The number of treasure chests that Jungdown discovered as he exited the dust zone.

There was nothing difficult about just picking it up.

“Huh? How did you end up in a natural cave again? Now that we've got about 20 orders from here, let's head back down the road. ”

“ ……. ”

Hugh can't do anything about it.

‘Oh, my God. ’

He was obsessed with himself.

Others were wandering around this place in a frenzied state, looking like they had come out for a walk.

Watching him next to me made me feel totally deniable.

But I didn't feel jealousy or anger.

Dimensions were too different for that.

I felt like I could not even imitate the ability of a true down.

It's like studying hard, graduating from college, challenging hard, joining the company as an intern, and finally getting a full-time job.

Suddenly, I felt like there was a huge amount of money in Nogada that was a success myth.

Moreover, no matter how many Enchantment Orders I had to obtain, I couldn't use them myself.

They were going to come back to their own share and use it to protect their integrity in the future.

But he didn't realize it yet.

Jungdown hasn't given up yet.

Using magic orders.

“Good. A few of these would be fine, wouldn't it? ”

“Yes?”

(Groans)

Jungdown placed the twenty enchantment scrolls that gathered in the hand side by side above the head of the cloud octopus.

And Lugal felt a strange feeling as he looked down at them with a meaningful smile.

[What else are you up to?]

“Oh, I want to try something... Alpha, you said the runes written in this spell are so powerful, they're magical, right? ”

< Yes >

“Okay. Let's do it then. ”

< ……? >

The alpha could not comprehend the importance of honesty.

Why he's suddenly pulling out a wooden plank from his belongings.

And why you put spider webs all over the wooden plank, sticking your poor spell book right up there.

“…… Mr. Jung-Down? What are you doing? ”

[Grrr? What are you trying to do?]

“It's okay. We can ruin a few because there's so many of them." ”

No one could understand watching Jungdown at my side.

Why did he take out a sharpened carving knife?

And why it began scraping and digging on a wooden plank with a piece of magic scroll.

Whether to dig up the margins around it in consonants, leaving only a rune.

“If this doesn't work, I'm really giving up. ”

Jungdown carved out the "plank" with his furrowed eyes.