An Extra’s POV

'Impressive…'

The hall they stepped into was unspeakably huge—at least twice as spacious as that of the Ground Floor.

Rey felt like a tiny speck of dust in the overwhelmingly large expanse. It nearly reminded him of when he and his classmates first arrived in the Domain of God and were welcomed by Seraph.

That place was much larger—not even by a small margin—than the room he was currently in, but the mere fact that he was reminded of the Domain of God just by stepping inside proved how incredible the sheer scale of the place was.

It wasn't just big too. The entire room had a pristine sense to it, despite looking ancient.

Unlike the other Zones that looked unkempt and abandoned, this place seemed tidy and well-kept… all things considered.

You would expect that it would be next to impossible to keep such a large hall clean at all times, but just one look at the immaculate grandeur of the room spat in the face of that.

It had marble-like flooring, with a dark purple glow reflected on it from the chandeliers that hung from the ceiling.

The room was well-lit, with several candles the size of torches hanging all around the walls. Stained glass decorated the walls with their outstanding art, and the ceiling had murals that seemed ethereal etched upon them.

There was something holy and sublime about the hall's appearance, despite the corrupted Mana that pervaded the air and everything about it.

Only one thing ruined this sight, though.

A couple of meters—at the most ten—from where Rey and his comrades stood, there was a figure that lay on the floor.

It looked like a human, but its naked and emaciated form looked more like a miserable Undead than an actual flesh and blood man. The entire corpse was wrung dry of life, shriveled up until even its bones seemed too tiny to be considered possible.

This 'thing' couldn't be called a human, and anyone who saw it would have thought the same.

But… everyone who witnessed the body from their distance could not just dismiss it.

at the sight. Some covered their

them had one thing in

outfit that the mere husk of a man donned. The Equipment, despite looking so aged, was too conspicuous

out of the silence that dominated the entire space, someone asked the question that many were

that the

Yes. Yes, it was.

hair on the shriveled corpse's face greatly resembled that of Richard, even if the outfit gave

them

"H-he's… dead…?"

"H-how…?"

Poisoning? But to this

"Guildmaster…."

all of this

his mind be filled with so much noise, he narrowed his eyes and

through that entrance,

sense? Why would Guildmaster Richard choose to enter such a Miasma-dense zone after getting infected just from touching the door that led

sense, unless I take into account the Greater Zombies I slayed

too much for him, so he decided to escape. That explained the damage

explain why he would enter such a

pick his poison, Rey would

stand a chance against enemies that he could see. Plus, killing a couple would probably give him a Level-Up and boost his ability to

most painful way possible; powerlessly feeling as your body got overrun with corruption, causing your

of death, and that was definitely among

~SWOOSH~

wind, the Guilmaster's corpse floated towards the group of Adventurers, as his body was supported by

however, but the work of the girl who

turned and smiled

response to him, allowing the Guildmaster's body to drop in front of