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“How many messes have we been through? But are there things even more extraordinary than that? her! That’s funny!”

Garrad did not trust Ruel’s words at all.

Was the war they experienced a petty act of land-grabbing between lords?

no. The battlefield that heroes enter is bigger than the war that depends on the fate of the nation. It was a battle that depended on the survival of humanity.

In order to eliminate the variable called heroes, the evil spirits created all kinds of hell to attract them.

But there is a dungeon that is even more dangerous than that?

“That kind of stuff can only come from the imagination of a kid walking down the street! Even that little boy won’t be able to explain it properly!”

“But it exists. Garrad. It exists. A wonder that surpasses our perception.”

But Ruel saw it.

A hell that easily surpasses the worst you could ever imagine. A place where you have no choice but to die the moment you take one wrong step. Even if you know everything that exists here, you have doubts about whether you can get through it.

“When I got out of that place before, I just thought about it. If I had gone in there in my prime, would I have been able to attack it? I tried reconstruction several times, but the results were all disastrous.”

It has nothing to do with individual abilities. Since the person who created the dungeon has decided to kill the other person at all costs, the possibility of coming out alive from there is close to zero.

“What if it was our party? Still, it’s no different. I could have gone a little further, but I couldn’t reach the end. The same applies even if an individual’s life is sacrificed. It’s impossible for us.”

“If it’s impossible for us, who can it be for us? While in this mental world, I learned that we are called the best so far. But who can? Who can conquer such a ridiculous dungeon?”

“I’m curious about that too.”

Behind Garrad. Erginus, who popped out from the shadows, met eyes full of bewilderment and burst into laughter.

“Didn’t you hear? Even if you look at it like this, you are a god. There’s no way I can’t invade the world inside Mace that I created.”

“…This is inside Mace? Isn’t it the child’s mental world?”

“Of course. lets think. What would happen if there was another spirit in one’s mental world? I’m being invaded there. Do you think I don’t care about that?”

Ruel’s mace itself is a holy artifact given by God, but it was Erginus who gave it various additional magic. Of course, there has to be consideration for those who will use Mace in the future.

Even though “ is just a guess that it would have been done this way.”

“Because you are Erginus but you are not Erginus?”

“Accurate. My memory was cut off in the middle. I don’t know exactly what Erginus did after that.”

Erginus, who is here now, started as a doll and became real. What was in his head ended when he was created.

It is unknown what Erginus did after going to earth.

The same goes for what was contained in Ruel’s mace. At first Erginus did not understand this.

After gaining the power of God, I recognized what was contained within the mace and understood it to some extent, but I could not reach its source.

Because it was a law that had not yet been brought down to the human realm.

“It is clear that Erginus on Earth has reached the realm of handling the power of God. Right?”

“I heard that too.”

As Ruel nods, Erginus laughs and Garad looks at them both blankly.

“Garad. It’s obvious you don’t know. Because you too are Garrad, but you are not Garrad. If you ask me, it’s closer to that thought. There will be no more knowledge than what you have. Right?”

“…Okay.”

After Garrad was convinced, Erginus smiled and snapped his fingers. Then, darkness rises from each person’s shadow and creates a chair.

“I know it’s your power, but I’m still reluctant about the darkness.”

“I, the person involved, am no different. I feel like if I deviate even a little bit, I’ll get eaten. What would have happened if the Queen had not been by my side.”

“Sleep. Queen? There’s a fairy queen next to you?”

“Didn’t you hear? ha ha ha! Good. I can’t believe the day has come when I, who used to take women with me to meet, will tell you stories about women! I’m really happy! Let’s postpone this a little bit. There is a more interesting story now.”

As Ruel looked at him, he realized that it was a story about a dungeon he would visit in the future.

“You know. A dungeon that is completely impossible to conquer cannot be created. Even Agra, which was at its peak when we fought, cannot use such force. It is faster for the power to run out than for such a dungeon to be created.”

God’s power is not infinite. Their power may seem infinitely high from a mortal perspective, but it does not reach the realm of omnipotence. The end definitely exists.

“I told you that there were places that even our party couldn’t attack during the heyday. A place like that cannot be created. If such a place exists, it is not a dungeon. It’s somewhere infinitely similar.”

“Then it must be something similar.”

Ruel calmly responds to Erginus’ words. No matter how much you ask, reality does not change. That place truly exists.

“I’m really curious. I really want to see it with my own eyes.”

“You can just look at it. It’s soon.”

“Hanged by restrictions. It looks like it’s an area I’m not allowed to see inside.”

“Why is it that there are so many things God can’t do?”

“If you think about it, we are just agents borrowing power.”

After Erginus left, saying he would come back later. The chair, which was made of darkness, melted into the shadows again.

And at that time, Lucy hummed as she saw the barrier blocking her path.

Her appearance could not possibly be seen as that of someone walking into hell.

Rather, Lucy’s steps seemed as innocent as a child going to play.

Garrad, who could easily read emotions, could not understand this situation.

If what Ruel said is true, the place she is heading to from now on is hell, where not even a single mistake is tolerated.

An execution site where you lose your life the moment you take one wrong step.

But how can the steps to go to such a place be so light?

It’s not because Lucy is crazy. Although they had only been together for a short period of time, Garrad still had some understanding of Lucy as a person.

She is good and noble, but her fundamental emotions are not much different from those of an ordinary girl.

What is scary is scary, what is disliked is disliked, and what is reluctant is disliked.

Her friends might be more extraordinary in this regard.

So the reason why Lucy can smile even as she steps into hell is because it is not hell to her.

In other words, a place that is hell to others becomes a playground to Lucy.

“If you think about it, you’ve never seen Lucy properly conquer a dungeon, right?”

“Where your doll was before.”

“I’m not saying that. I told you it was right.”

properly? What kind of nonsense is that? Lucy Alln’s conducting at that time was skillful.

Not only now, but even in the age of myth, it is rare to find someone who can lead people like that.

But that’s not right?

“Oh. It’s starting now.”

Garrard turned his head to follow the light tone as if the play was opening, and what he saw was Lucy Arn moving her feet while humming, and the traps that were constantly rushing to kill her.

“What is that.”

“A blade filled with power that can tear through any metal. An arrow coated with deadly poison that will kill you just by grazing it. A flame that will burn the air along with people and suffocate them even if they avoid it. Sometimes you are deprived of your senses, sometimes you are surrounded by countless hallucinations, and things like curses are all too common.”

It has nothing to do with which Mencius enters the dungeon.

Even hard metal. Phenomenal muscles too. Not even excellent magic skills or anything. This dungeon is designed so that no matter what power you have, you can definitely kill it.

The pure malice that a child with an evil heart would laugh and say that people will surely die if he does this is enough to make even Garad, who prided himself on being a blind man, get sick of it.

“But it doesn’t matter. Because Lucy is here.”

However, Lucy Alln does not lose her composure despite any hardships.

The humming song that was sung when I first entered this dungeon still fills the hallway.

The performance continues using an execution platform called the Dungeon as the stage.

It’s not just about reading the future. You can’t do something like this just by seeing the future once.

This is a state that can only be completed by experiencing countless futures, hundreds, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands.

“ character. Garrad. You’ll admit it now, right? That you lost the bet?”

“ character. for a moment. Just wait. Let’s talk first.”

“Don’t worry. This place is a spirit world. You can make anything. Even if it’s armor you wear.”

*

The dungeon created by Heojeop Jusin, a vicious troublemaker, is definitely on a different level from other dungeons.

Since I have attacked this place countless times, I can move at my leisure, but even in situations like this, an eerie feeling sometimes arises.

If the enemy of mankind had been a poor god rather than the stupid Agra, wouldn’t the world have been destroyed already?

As I was thinking that, the door leading to the end suddenly appeared in front of me. This is the door where Lucy’s childhood memories remain.

It’s faster than before. I have grown incomparably since the last time I came here, so if it is natural, is it natural?

I put my hand on the door and took a deep breath, thinking about what was waiting for me on the other side.

Facing Lucy’s memories means facing those emotions. The emotions of a girl crying after losing her only shield cannot be taken lightly.

So prepare your mind. To avoid being eaten by the emotions Lucy had.

“Phew.”

The moment the door was opened with both hands, young Lucy burst out laughing through the darkness of the dungeon.

I laugh with him too.

Comparing like this makes it even clearer!

I’ve grown a little taller!

Approximately 0.1cm!