บท 627: Dungeon Breaks

"The outsider?" muttered Oren with confusion while leaning on his sword. His lips were trembling, but he could tell that the opponent was not harming him on purpose. Instead, it was a difference in their level of existence. "I have no idea what that is."

"…interesting," the voice began to fade away. "This world is much more interesting than I thought, and this mission might be fun."

Oren frowned as the voice disappeared, and he realized why this human, or monster, ignored him. Streaks of light filled the sky before raining on the Skywalkers and the serpent. The beams of mana tore through the clouds with such heat that they vaporized.

All eyes followed the attacks, hope sparkling within them for this crisis to end before it began. Then, like strands tied in one knot, the attacks reached the head of the serpent, where the monster's leader was standing.