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!"

and gravely said "Yes, it's a mana

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

adapt to Earth's thin

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

reached 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 directed to it into a ball of

The Demon would send a clone of their body in the dungeon and through the

were scheming such a

for a bit, Thomas looked at the captain and

has stopped working. Did

head,

We have found

could

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

in his hands, his finger

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

"It's him?"

...

I blankly stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment, 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

covered in bandages. Aside from the bandages, long metal wires that connected to the electrocardiogram were attached to

instantly engulfed in pain, refusing to listen to

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

am I? What happened? Shutting my eyes, I tried to

-Clank!

and a doctor wearing a blue short-sleeved

a rough blonde individual sat on a chair with his

"Mr Thomas?"

"...hm?"

-Rustle!

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

as when I first met him, but differently from last time he was currently

"How are you feeling?"

"…Alright, I guess?"

"That's a relief"

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

"Do you mind?"

my head, I turned my head around and looked outside

Ashton city, and the city

just what

back

"You did good kid"

"Hm?"

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

Thomas deeply looked at the star-filled night "...so after a brief discussion with the higher-ups a decision

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

"A skill?"

eyes wide, I immediately shook my hands

nearly don-e enough to

that I started stuttering as I couldn't help

to ask you what the most sought-after thing was, most wouldn't even think twice before

manuals, cores were all things that held tremendous value, in the eyes of people

anything that required some sort of mastery,

spend years learning a technique before they could

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

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