The Author's POV

Chapter 679

Black market.

"Make sure you keep a good watch of the gates. I have a bad feeling about this."

Thomas muttered something under his breath as he stepped on the cigarette that he had just flicked out of his hand. At the moment, he was situated in a large room that was crammed with monitors.

He was currently perched on the second level, holding onto nothing but a metal railing, and below him were hundreds of workers who were diligently looking through the many monitors that displayed varying images of portals.

"I hope the reports aren't wrong…"

Thomas bit his nails out of nervousness.

In a message that he had received not too long ago from an unknown sender, he was informed that there was a chance that the dungeons would overload the moment that the cease-fire between the Union and the Monolith would be lifted.

If that were really the case, then dungeon seekers would end up in deep trouble as they managed hundreds of different dungeons.

They simply did not have the manpower to manage all the dungeons that could possibly overload at any given time.

Thankfully, the dungeons were located far away from the main headquarters.

Thomas would have already packed up his things and left if it hadn't been for that circumstance. If the dungeons had been located inside, the black market almost certainly would have come to an end.

Fortunately, they weren't.

"How long until the truce ends?"

Thomas asked, his voice unable to mask the anxiety within.

"Ten seconds."

A voice replied from below, and the room became incredibly tense.

"9"

The countdown started.

"8"

"7"

"6"

"5"

Thomas's palms began to perspire as he tightened his hold on the metal handrails, and his grip became increasingly more forceful.

When he tried to swallow a mouthful of saliva, he realized that he couldn't as it felt as though something was stuck in his throat.

The countdown continued.

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"0"

room went completely silent, and no one spoke a word while their eyes were all fixed

slowly passed, and the portals that were displayed on the monitors remained

monitors, the level of tension within the space reached an all-time high. With the fact that everybody was holding their breath, there was no sound at all, not even the sound

'Was the information wrong?'

minute mark, Thomas started to wonder if the

was 'anonymous' in reality, almost everyone knew that it was from the current

Kevin Voss.

of the world bow their heads toward him, there's no doubt that he is

"What's going on!?"

"Screen down! Screen down!"

wasn't even able to finish his thoughts before

Tak— Tak—

is also

"Screen down"

a glass

room in an effort to get a better look at the portals or make contact with

you manage to get in contact

the location in an attempt to gain a

thirty different cameras that malfunctioned, and more were still breaking down every

that the information was accurate and that it

The dungeons were overloading.

up so that we can get a better view!

railing

stared at the empty monitor in front of him, he pulled out the keyboard and began typing all kinds of different

Tak—

green text, and when he finally

screen began to flash and images

"Dear god…"

a visual on the screen, his hands began

tens of thousands upon tens of thousands of monsters

landscapes and trees that were uprooted in the

was happening was nothing short of the start of the

***

Whoo— Whoo—

reverberated throughout the entire city of Ashton,

single soul in the city, and the city was eerily

transpired in each of the other cities that were part of the human domain. Whether it was Dromeda city, Park

the cities

seen walking around the streets, some of them clad in heavy metal armour, while others sported black suits, sun glasses, and

the Central Government and people who had volunteered to stay behind

rank of or higher, as decreed by the alliance's leader, are permitted

a man

with one arm propped up against the table so that it supported

clipboard on which a number of guidelines had

stood in front of him with

I want to help out with miscellaneous stuff? I'm sure I can be of use. Even if I'm

you know that we're

a sigh as he lowered the clipper

abundantly clear that he was unhappy to be in this location. Having said that, the moment he heard the words "Lock graduates," he couldn't bring himself to let them go, and considering their age,

he decided to

then, what are

Johnson, and Leo

He had lost a significant amount of weight in comparison to when he was at the lock, and his body was now at a point where

the gazes of some of the people in the vicinity were lingering

"Ram, and Leon? Okay."

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