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, it's a

the mana inside of a dungeon. In doing so, they could create a small bomb with a power equivalent to five atomic bombs. The force released by the bomb was so strong that it would cause the pocket dimension to crumble, resulting in monsters suddenly appearing in the human world. A

Earth's thin atmosphere. Else the

because only Baron-ranked demons or above could withstand the power of the mana

a noble rank, not only did they become stronger, but their mental fortitude increased by many folds. A mana compressor concentrated all the mana that was

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

such a thing from

the tablet for a bit, Thomas looked at

has

his head, the captain

We have found a

yes how could

survivor, but at the time he was

in his hands, his finger directly

him a mask covered his face, Thomas was instantly

"It's him?"

...

then slowly I turned my head to the side. As my 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 the electrocardiogram in the corner

which was covered in bandages. Aside

move my upper body, it was instantly engulfed in pain,

only lay there pathetically, hoping for the pain to disappear. Staring at the ceiling, illuminated

here? Where am I? What happened? Shutting my eyes, I tried to remember what had

-Clank!

room opened, and a doctor wearing a blue short-sleeved scrub top with

a rough blonde individual sat on a chair with his legs crossed and a newspaper in his

"Mr Thomas?"

"...hm?"

-Rustle!

something, Thomas, who had previously accompanied me to the gate, put away the newspaper in

the same as when I first met him, but differently from last time he was currently wearing a brown

"How are you feeling?"

"…Alright, I guess?"

"That's a relief"

down next to my bed, Thomas loosened his necktie and took out a pack of cigarettes from his

"Do you mind?"

turned my head around and looked

Ashton city, and the city lights brightly lit the area

what I

of smoke, Thomas leisurely leaned back and also

"You did good kid"

"Hm?"

of you, we managed to stop a possible dungeon desync, which would've resulted in a

after a brief

turned his attention towards me and couldn't help but let

"A skill?"

wide, I immediately shook my hands and

enough to receive

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

this world if someone were to ask you what the most sought-after

held tremendous value, in the eyes of people

or anything that required some sort of mastery, skills could be

person would spend years learning a technique before they could proudly say that they

information would instantly be transferred in your brain. There was no need to train the skill, as once you learned

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