Chapter 352: Suicide, and the variations surrounding it.

It was fair to say that curiosity won over the young man, so he approached the large crack a bit closer.

He tried to be especially cautious through the process, as he understood that any little mistake could get him killed.

Sure those enemies were perceived as dead by now, but it never was a bad idea to be careful in such situations.

Eventually he got close enough, but then felt a bit unfulfilled; as there wasn't much to see down in that hole.

Sure there was a layer of that same blue-liquid, it was laid across the bottom portions of the crack. But apart from that, there wasn't anything else to witness.

The adrenaline across his veins slowed down after that point, as he acknowledged that the risk factors had died down; and now he could only talk to himself.

"No more weird souls ha? That's good I guess but where's my reward?" The hero questioned.