The World of Masks

The entrance to the wall of the altar was quite large, about 2m wide and 2.5m long. In case anything pops out of the entrance, Jack sticks his back against the wall of the altar near the entrance and heads out slightly to look inside. The blackness welcomed Jack. I glanced inside with the beads of light. There is a fairly long passageway leading inward. However, there was a very limited number of places that could be seen with the naked eye to see if the light could not reach deep. Although the dragon-like torches were embedded at regular intervals on either side of the passageway, they were nothing more than pictorial cake for Jack who was incapable of lighting.

In case you hear any footsteps, Jack looks down and puts his ear to the ground. I didn't feel any other vibrations. There is just a new door through the altar, and the surrounding area is still surrounded by silence.

'How do I do this?'

'Let's just pick up the body and go.' When he thought, looking at the door that popped up, Jack was troubled. Since there seemed to be something in the altar, I naturally wanted to enter it like a chimney, but the question was whether it was safe inside.

'Monsters would be better, but · · · · · · · · · ·.'

There were dozens of earth traps on the bracelets that were taken from others. If an insurmountable monster appeared, toss the earth's traps and jump right into it. But the real problem was the trap. If you're so desperate to fall into a trap, you really have to say, "Oh! I did not know that I was going to die a second time.

'But you don't have to ignore it.'

The more information related to the Demon King, the better, since the great title 'Follower of the Demon King' was embedded. In that situation, I was reluctant to ignore the winding passageway with information related to the Demon King.

'· · · · · · · First let's pick up the rest of the bodies.'

We need to get rid of the bodies, whether we go in the hallway or ignore them. Jack leaves to pick up a few remains.

Grrrrrrr.

"Huh?"

After about 10 meters, the passageway began to close again. Jack gazes at the fading passageway. The entrance is completely blocked and you turn away from the usual altar walls.

"Once we've recovered all the bodies, '

You roll your limbs a little to the side, and then walk toward the corpse.

Jack, who has barely recovered all the bodies, returns to where the door was before.

'There's no seam.'

I was amazed. Just as I asked when the entrance existed, there were no small traces on the wall of the altar. Even the dust that had accumulated in the traces of time was still there. It seemed impossible to get caught.

'But how do I open this?'

Rub the door into place. It was time for the bear to think when this door opened.

Glug-ug-ub.

The sound I heard earlier echoes again, and like a lie, the entrance of the passageway is opened again in front of my eyes.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · Is it touchy?"

That's pretty cutting-edge. I was so moved by the friendly system that I slapped the cheeks of the ancient ruins from Indiana Jones.

I glanced at the entrance that was revealed because it cleared the dark passageway again. Given that the wall was different from the one you touched earlier, it didn't look like there were any buttons. I don't know if anyone can open the structure by touching it near the entrance, or if they can only open it because of the name 'follower of the Demon King' attached to them. However, when examining around the altar, Samantha, a wizard, searched around the altar, and for almost an hour it seemed that the door was not open to any ordinary person, as she had never taken her hand off the wall of the altar.

'Though I'd like to go in.'

Now we're starting to get out of here, and suddenly, "I've got something. 'I couldn't help but pay attention to the entrance that smelled like grass. I don't want to come back here anymore, so I have to go in now to get in.

'But it doesn't feel right to just go in.'

Monsters can be somewhat safe thanks to the beads of delay in their hands and the wings of transition, but the problem was a trap.

'If only there was a human who could figure out the trap, or a sacrificial lamb who could push it in instead.'

He said, "Heave." I was curious, but I didn't want to go in without a minimum of safety. Even in death in the game, the filth was so terrible that it would never be forgotten.

'Just something to take the trap for you.' '

Suddenly, Jack's gaze flashed into his forearm, the bracelet. As if something had come to mind, Jack carefully walked to the new entrance revealed on the altar with his hands tied.

Phew.

Something flew through the dark corridor as the sound of a wave cutting through the air. Objects that fly a certain distance cannot overcome the forces of gravity and fall to the ground.

Phew. Phew.

More objects flew over it. Immediately, the flying objects piled up so much that the floor was invisible.

Qajik.

A steel bulb wrapped around your foot moves forward, crushing the object. As the surface faded, the contents of the interior became apparent, but the owner of the steel spine did not hesitate at all.

Phew.

Throwing the object out of the bracelet again, Jack carefully takes another step forward. I even threw items of metal on the bracelet to see if there was a working trap for the weight. This was possible because there were some items in the new bracelet.

Puck.

This one hit the ceiling and fell to the ground. After a moment of tumbling, Jack pulls the same object out of the bracelet and steps over the falling object.

Sick.

Another thrown object is crushed by Jack's heel. Dry skin dries away and faded bone fragments bounce off. A long time ago, objects that showed great life were now forced to act as carpets on the floor for handling the same items as Jack's Hazard Detection.

Root.

Another body explodes from under Jack's feet. The sum of the weight of heavy steel armor and the weight of an adult man was twisting and crushing corpses. However, even in the act of such destruction, so many corpses piled on top of each other, the soles of the boots did not touch the floor.

Slowly forward, you toss the rotting corpses back into the bracelet. As they bounced off the ceiling, wall, and floor, the bodies piled up in a clear passageway.

'Safety first.'

Jack takes another careful step, leaving no sign of a trap even if he waits a moment. It was a slow pace, but it was the best thing for Jack to do without the ability to navigate the trap. In case you haven't noticed, the wings of the transition and the traps on the earth are holding tight.

Luckily, the door closes again as you make your way into the passageway and move forward a little. When I carefully touched the door again, it seemed that the door was opened again, and that there was nothing like the ability to confine a person, just to ask a question faithfully.

How long have you been walking like that? As carefully as possible, Jack was soon able to enter a large space connected to the passageway.