The Author's POV

Chapter 32

"Report everything that happened since we lost connection to you guys"

Neatly standing in a line, white-clad individuals stood with their backs straight and with their hands behind their back.

In front of them, Thomas stood there looking at them solemnly.

Stepping up, a white-clad individual with a golden ring on his arm spoke.

"Reporting to Vice-Director, during the sandstorm some sort of radio frequency disruptor was installed preventing us from communicating with the outside world."

"We also couldn't communicate with each other, and because of the low visibility I ordered them to stay within one meter radius of the closest person next to them"

Nodding his head, Thomas took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one of them. Placing the cigarette in his mouth, he exhaled a cloud of smoke as he listened to the report.

Puff!

"As demonic energy was detected before entering the gate, using the energy detector we managed to locate the source of the demonic energy"

Pausing slightly, the captain looked around at his team members and said "the eye of the storm..."

"...Hm? The eye? Are you sure?"

"Affirmative"

Frowning, Thomas pinched the middle of his brows and contemplated.

'If the source of the demonic energy was within the sandstorm, then it can be confirmed that this was an artificially created sandstorm...but why create a sandstorm?'

Suddenly, as he was contemplating, a thought struck him, causing him to quickly focus his attention back on the alpha team captain.

"Did you enter the eye storm?"

Shaking his head, the captain spoke "Negative, by the time we arrived at the edge of the storm everything had already started dying down"

"..huh?"

Surprised by this information, Thomas's frown deepened.

"When everything died down, we managed to catch a glimpse of a black castle not far from where we stood"

Interrupting once again, Thomas thought of something as he asked

"...A black castle? Describe me its features"

"Here sir"

Taking out a tablet, the captain handed it over to Thomas who scrolled through the photos. Soon his face revealed a trace of astonishment

"This is the work of a Baron or higher ranked demon!"

"Pardon?"

Confused, the captain tilted his head.

How could a Baron-ranked demon or higher be able to enter an F rank dungeon?

"Here take a look at this"

Pointing at the castle in the picture, Thomas pinched his fingers and zoomed in. Soon the features of the castle became clearer revealing what seemed to be a small beacon.

"This!"

Thomas's face darkened, and gravely said "Yes,

to five atomic

monsters couldn't adapt to Earth's thin atmosphere. Else the consequences would've been

compressor could only be utilized by Baron-ranked demons or above. That was because only Baron-ranked

by many folds. A mana compressor concentrated all the mana that was directed to it into a ball of thick dense energy.

required an absurd amount of mental strength as one needed to direct all the mana in the atmosphere into a specific point. That's where a Demon came in. The Demon would send a clone of their body in the dungeon and through the connection they had with their clone they would direct the mana towards the mana compressor which would slowly condense all the mana that was

believe they were scheming such a thing from underneath our

a bit, Thomas looked at

mana compressor has stopped working.

his head,

We have found a

yes how could I forget

something about a survivor, but at the time he was too focused on making sure everyone was alright that it

down the tablet in his hands, his finger directly paused on

met him a mask covered his face, Thomas was instantly able to identify

"It's him?"

...

head cleared, a strong pungent smell of alcohol invaded my nostrils. The room was silent and apart from my heavy breathing, only the beeping sound coming from

my head as I looked at my body which was covered in bandages. Aside from the bandages, long metal wires that connected

up. But once I tried to move my upper body, it was instantly engulfed in pain, refusing to listen to me. Slowly, my body sank onto the

for the pain to disappear. Staring at the ceiling, illuminated with white fluorescent light, a

my eyes, I tried to remember what had transpired prior to waking

-Clank!

I could reminisce, the door of the room opened, and a doctor wearing a blue short-sleeved scrub top with

the doctor, a rough blonde individual sat on a chair with his legs crossed and a

"Mr Thomas?"

"...hm?"

-Rustle!

the gate, put away

him, but differently from last time he was currently wearing a brown suit which was

"How are you feeling?"

"…Alright, I guess?"

"That's a relief"

loosened his necktie and took out a pack of

"Do you mind?"

head, I turned my head around and looked

was currently nighttime in Ashton city, and the city

just what I

Thomas leisurely leaned back and also looked at the brightly

"You did good kid"

"Hm?"

possible dungeon desync, which would've resulted in a serious loss for

after a brief discussion with the higher-ups a decision

help but let out a dry laugh as he spoke "Well...they decided to

"A skill?"

I immediately shook my hands

haven-t nearly don-e enough to receive a

was so shocked that I started stuttering as I couldn't help but be surprised

this world if someone were to ask you

that held tremendous value, in the eyes of people

martial arts, weapon arts, or anything that required some sort of mastery, skills could be learned

before

skills all you needed to do was learn it and all the information would instantly be transferred in your brain. There was no need to train

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