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!"

face darkened, and gravely said "Yes, it's a mana

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

Earth's thin atmosphere. Else the

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

A mana compressor concentrated all the mana that was directed to it into a ball of thick dense energy. But in order for it to do so, it needed someone to direct mana

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 directed to it. Only Baron-ranked

such a thing from underneath

a bit, Thomas

the mana compressor has stopped working. Did you find anything

his head,

We have

how could I

hearing something about a survivor, but at the time he was

the tablet in his hands, his finger directly paused on

mask covered his face, Thomas

"It's him?"

...

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

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

was instantly engulfed in pain, refusing to listen to me. Slowly, my

for the pain to disappear. Staring at the ceiling, illuminated

eyes, I tried

-Clank!

the door of the room opened, and a doctor wearing a blue short-sleeved scrub top with a white coat and similar blue colored pants

the doctor, a rough blonde individual sat on a chair

"Mr Thomas?"

"...hm?"

-Rustle!

to the gate, put

met him, but differently from last time he was currently wearing

"How are you feeling?"

"…Alright, I guess?"

"That's a relief"

his necktie and took

"Do you mind?"

my head

Ashton city, and the city lights brightly lit

what I

leisurely leaned back and also

"You did good kid"

"Hm?"

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

slightly, Thomas deeply looked at the star-filled night "...so after a brief

his attention towards me and couldn't help but let out a dry

"A skill?"

eyes wide, I immediately shook my hands

haven-t nearly don-e enough to receive

stuttering as I couldn't help but

this world if someone were to ask you what the most sought-after thing was, most wouldn't even

monster parts, martial manuals, weapon manuals, cores were all things that held tremendous value, in the

or anything that required some

learning a technique before they could proudly say that they

instantly be transferred in your brain. There was no need to train the

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