章節 1182: A Mottled Sky

Mister White was straightforward with his plan. The team would go into the dungeon disguised as a small guild called Dragonfish and find the same entity that would grant them entry to the Tower of Yalen. From there, they could exit the tower and enter the city without being noticed.

"I challenged the tower countless times, but I failed due to the damned living monsters."

"I don't think dead monsters cause issues to anyone," said Sarohan with confusion as he tightened his armor. Mister White laughed in a heartful manner as the rest chuckled. The waiga failed to understand what he meant by 'Living Monsters.'

"That's not what I meant, little one. Inside the tower, most monsters are created through magic, making them nothing but illusions that one must conquer. However, after a certain floor, the tower begins summoning living monsters."