Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core (Book Version Title: A Different World Dungeon Made with the Devil)

"Remus, why don't you change your mind a little this time? Follow a different procedure."

'I understand, Master Crowe. I will try to perform as many tests as possible (...)'

It's boring to clean it up using the same procedure as last time. Having thought about it, Crowe also ordered that the performance evaluation test be completed using a different procedure than before. When we defeated Neil and the others, we were unable to use all of our hand tags because the Sandstorm was somehow too powerful. Remus, who honestly had not enough thoughts, follows Crowe's instructions all the time with a good opportunity.

"A brave man treats experimental animals..."

'I'm sorry, but isn't that the right place?

'Cause we were alike...'

"Damn... what a hot dungeon..."

"It's desert, so take it for granted, yes..."

"Well, the water I've prepared is three days old."

Speaking of the desert, the culls were tormented by the classic heat and thirst from the early days of their entry. By raising the temperature in the section where the line is, and then sending the dry wind - impersonating it into a weak sandstorm - Remus came into the hands of a line of brave men to take away moisture from his body.

"We'll be here early in the heat. Cals......"

"Oh, a little early, but let's take a break. We have to wait until the temperature drops."

The calluses were digging sand mountains to make a mound, tented and trying to escape the heat a little bit.

'No... they know this is a dungeon? After hours of waiting, the sun never goes down, the temperature never goes down, okay?

"Hopeful observation," is that him? Dear Lord,

"Poor..."

'Well, it's convenient when it comes to resting on the sand. Remus'

"Yes, I will teach you that the name of Quicksand Labyrinth is not Dade."

The line resting on the sand jumped in surprise at the sudden rise in its sand temperature.

"What!? What happened!

"Hot! The sand! Hot!?"

"Hey! We're getting out of here!

But under the feet of the culls who tried to escape, the sand begins to show creepy movements.

"Quicksand!?

"Shit! Ohhhhh!?

A wall character dressed in heavy armor is swallowed by a stream of quicksand that swirls around to swallow the brave men. As his companions screamed, the figure of the wall character buried in the sand... his hand stretched out to grasp the sky was empty, and finally he disappeared.

The sand regained its peaceful appearance. As if there was no one there from the beginning.

"Orchid......"

"Holy crap..."

"Ahhhh..." The Labyrinth of Quicksand (...) "But I'm gonna wear some heavy armor..."

"Were the three of you able to bring out water and food?"

"Four for the rest."