Dungeon Reset

* * *

“…… Where am I? ”

At that time, Ryu Seung Woo was wandering around the white world alone.

However, the situation was completely different from what had never happened.

Paaaaah! Paaah! Pot!

“Huff!? ”

Ryu Seung Woo was surprised by the sudden appearance of subtle rune characters on his body.

I don't know the meaning, but the shape was familiar to me.

"What is this all of a sudden? ’

Ryu Seung Woo could immediately notice the identity of the characters.

These were the magic tattoos that were engraved on their bodies every time they used the spell book.

I thought the tattoos disappeared as the magic wore off, but they all came together again.

The number of spells he used to fight octopuses was substantial, so all of those letters became odd as they piled up irregularly.

However, the condition did not last long.

Pod! Pot!

“ ……! ”

Ryu Seung Woo was surprised again.

All the runes emitted a beam of light, and then they separated themselves from his body.

And like a living creature.

Like a purple butterfly flying in the sky.

It floated in the air of Napul and began to fly dizzily around Ryu Seung-woo.

‘What the...... is going on right now? ’

It was unbelievably unrealistic, even though I could see it right in front of my eyes.

But I soon learned the answer to that question.

“Ah.”

Numerous runes, like butterflies, begin to descend, one by one, onto the white ground where he stands.

And then it was as if the participants had torn up the spell book.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

This time, a magical tattoo began to be engraved on the ground of pure white, not the bodies of the participants.

It's like a magic circle.

A number of magicians were engraved on the ground around Ryu Seung-woo.

‘That's why... ’

Unexpectedly, Ryu Seung Woo was thinking nonsense.

Infinite white ground.

The letters carved on it.

It's like...

I feel like I'm standing on a giant spell book. ’

Of course, it was because of the mood, but it was a sight I could think of.

But the problem was now.

Wake up, spirits!]

“ ……! ”

Suddenly, the voice of an unidentified woman who had been heard outside the world's waters resounded in the white world.

Ryu Seung Woo was surprised and alert everywhere.

Various beads of light were being summoned within a myriad of runic magic bars engraved on the floor.

And the beads inflated themselves, and each of them turned into monsters of various sizes and shapes.

Caaaaa!

Glug!

Once the shapes are complete, the monsters attack Ryu Seung-woo!

“Hehe, I did something like this! A spirit!”

Ryu Seung Woo, who was already preoccupied, immediately repaired his weapon and began to fight against them.

There were different kinds of monsters summoned from the sorcery camp.

There was a creature that looked like a pterosaur and flew in the sky, or a four-legged beast.

There were monsters, like golems, that were bound together and translucent like ghosts and walking around in liquid form.

They were different kinds and shapes of monsters, and their attack patterns were just as varied.

However, Ryu Seung Woo had something in common with them.

There were different shapes, but there were exactly four of them.

First of all, the spirit of fire that ignites the whole body or breathes fire out of the mouth.

Bloop!

‘Were they summoned from the Runes of Flame? ’

And the heavy-bodied spirits of the earth who wield the power to match it.

Khh! Khh!

‘Are these guys from the power runes? ’

And wind spirits that fly at remarkably high speeds or are translucent.

Kiyaaak!

‘Are these the runes of speed? ’

And finally, the spirits of water that exist in a constantly changing liquid state.

Protective runes? ’

Ryu Seung Woo was able to realize.

Everything that's happened so far has been put together like a puzzle.

“Oops! This is what magic scrolls were for in the first place! Huh?”

His complexion pales as he realizes the truth of the spell book.

In this way, the number of Spirits appearing is proportional to the number that has used the Spell Book so far.

Which means...

This is bad! This is too dangerous for Downey! Just the order that he used...! ’

Of course, it was unnecessary.

* * *

Meanwhile, the rabbit had a confused look and fell alone in the middle of the white world.

[…… what?]

No matter where you look, there is no white world.

The final boss didn't see an ant cub.

How quiet was it again? I didn't even hear the white noise.

There was no danger in front of the rabbit, who had never used the spell book before, because there were no magical factions or spirits.

But the biggest problem…… was that it was‘ quiet. ’

[Aaaah! Where the hell am I?! Help me! I'm bored! I'm losing my mind!]

It was a rabbit screaming desperately with its face at the end of the world.

It's been less than five minutes since I came in, but I'm already bored to death.

I want to go back!]

[Grrr. Noisy.]

[sighs]

Suddenly, the rabbit's head turns around with a cheerful voice coming from the side.

There, Rugal suddenly appears with an annoying look on his face.

[Lugal Niheim -!]

The rabbit plunges into Rugal's arms with tears in its eyes.

And hot-stone!

Rugal's enormous hand grabs the rabbit's ears and raises them.

[Grrr. Don't be alarmed.]

[Heh. Nice to see you here, by the way. You came to rescue me?]

Rugal frowns, watching the rabbit squirm with its ears closed.

[I came to shut up because it was noisy. The world doesn't swallow up all the voices of humans and stretch far away, but it seems to be a relatively generous place for beings like us.]

[If you're one of us, a maid?]

[No, it means more than that. The world's water is called Spirit's Paradise.]

As Rugal said, the world was a world for Bondi Spirits.

All spirits were born in the water of the world, and even when they died, they returned to the water of the world and met their death.

A paradise for spirits, a cradle for spirits.

That was the essence of the world's number, and it was impossible for anything other than a spirit to enter this place.

Even if I came in, it would be hard to live normally.

In order for human voices to be conveyed to the other person's ears in the world water, they had to be able to communicate with the help of nature called "air."

However, the ‘nature’ here did not help humans because it was strictly for spirits.

That's why no matter how loud the participants screamed, their voices were not transmitted far away, but lost and drunk nearby.

However, the dungeon assistants were like spirits in a comprehensive sense.

The rabbit flashed.

[Haha? This is how I prove that I was a spirit! Ugh, he's always making fun of me! You see, this is a mistake! I am the Spirit! … hmm?]

Suddenly, I felt a sudden tingling sensation when I realized that the rabbit that I had habitually shoved at Jungdown was suddenly unavailable.

Then I asked Rugal what came to mind.

By the way, in Ryu Seung Woo's dream, this was a witch's paradise.]

[Grrr. It's none of my business and I don't care what humans dream of. After all, the world is a paradise of spirits.]

As always, it was Lugal who draws the line in matters that were not of interest.

However, as the rabbit stares at him with his dazzling eyes, he finally sighs and opens his mouth.

[…… gurgling. Perhaps the word 'paradise of witches’ refers not to the number of the world, but to the land where the water of the world grows.]

[The world grows? The town where the witches lived was originally the world's front yard?]

[That's not what I meant. Not all the witches lived in one place. However, there were occasionally those who were born with special powers.]

* * *

[Get those cactus out of here!]

The settlement was absurd in the request of the mysterious woman who appeared before him.

It was the words of a beautiful woman who looked like a statue, but she did not hesitate to say anything.

“Why the cactus all of a sudden? ”

[Don't you see that cracked floor? Those cactus suck the water out of the world!]

“Who are you to suddenly show up and get rid of the garden that others have been working so hard on? ”

Jungdown didn't want to pick the cactus.

The cactus, which sucked up the moisture of the white soil, was drought in the world's water, was plumped up.

It was so good that even pretty flowers bloomed on my head that I was just glad to see it.

The woman's words soften her lips and replied.

[I am…… a gardener.]

“A gardener?”

I looked around, puzzled by the woman's answer.

“A garden? Where's the garden all of a sudden? ”

[…… it was originally there.]

The woman mutters in a grumpy expression.

When a beautiful girl like a statue made that face, I felt like I should comfort her.

But he didn't.

I couldn't do it in the first place.

It wasn't because he looked at her like a stone.

A woman as beautiful as a statue.

Yes, it is.

The expression "statue" fits perfectly.

because she was a sculpture of a size.

At least three meters in size, even if you can't.

A ‘large statue’, which seems to be set up in the sculpture park, stands in front of Jungdown like a telescope.

No matter how beautiful the telescopes looked, it was hard for a human to comfort her.

Moreover, the woman's body was entirely bleached white, like a statue made of real gypsum.

Not just the skin was white, but the eyes, the hair, everything was white.

Even the long dress that came down from my chest to my toes was pure white without dust.

“So do doppelgangers, and is white trendy these days? ”

I keep looking up, and my throat aches.

“Sit down and talk to me, because I have a sore throat. ”

[You want me to remove the cactus first?]

“If you want to do that, you can do it yourself, right? ”

I told you, I'm a gardener. It's a bad thing to damage someone else's garden without their owner's permission.]

“Come now? ”

[The owner is in front of you, but you're right to ask permission.]

There was no foolishness in it.

Seems like he was harassing people in paradise, but now he's suddenly declaring a good conscience.

However, I liked the idea of a big person like that telegraph stand not being coercive, but trying to get permission first.

“Okay. I'll get you out of the cactus. Sit here and wait. ”

Here?

“Yes. Here. ”

Execute him!

Jungdown quickly makes a large cloud sofa for her to sit on in front of the gardener.

The gardener looks at him with his eyes wide open and carefully sits on the couch with his butt flat.

[……!]

A silent admiration burst out of my mouth.

It was a sofa that was so soft that its ass melted like wildlings.

[…… thank you.]

“Oh, yeah. ”

With her gratitude behind her back, Jungdown begins to pull out one of the bloodsucking cactus, grumbling and exhilarating.

Suddenly, I heard the gardener's voice.

[But how did you get in here without writing a single order? Why wasn't a spirit born of you?]

“Me? What do you mean? How many orders have I written? ”

I don't know why I said that.

He was traumatized by his inability to use the spell book.

“Look at this! ”

Bam!

The gardener frowns and tilts his head, showing him a handful of replica orders in his possessions.

[What is that? I didn't make that.]

“Come! Yes, I made it! That's it!”

It was a downward grip again.