Chapitre 1183: Eggs Dungeon

Arthur has gotten used to dungeons being closed corridors with traps and monsters, but he forgot the beauty of adventures. The world was vast and had everything the mind could imagine, and this blue sky, tinted violent, was a prime example of that fact.

The grasslands were small islands floating in the sky, shaped like small spheres, with different structures on each one. Some of them had mountains, and the others had castles. Given their infinite numbers, the setting for each island was different.

"The reason that I could buy this island is simple, actually," said Mister White as he breathed in the cold and crisp air of nature. "No one could understand how to profit from something they cannot attain. But for me… I saw unexplored lands and hidden riches."

"How can we explore those lands without wings?" asked Sarohan with confusion as he looked upward, observing the infinite islands in the sky. "Even if we had wings, we cannot fly that much."