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Eventually we arrived at the entrance to Pandoras’ den-
The entrance was an ancient and elaborate ruin carved out of a cliff like ‘Jordan Petra’. There were armed soldiers guarding the area nearby, and among them was a wizard with three strings on his shoulder epaulettes. When I showed Manowa’s letter of recommendation, he personally guided me to Pandoras’ den. There was a path inside the cliff cave. Even inside the cave, it was as bright as day without any special equipment. I boarded a magical structure in the form of an elevator heading underground. Inequality in technology is a natural phenomenon. Even on Earth, where science has developed, the level of development varies depending on the environment. But is this too much? It reached deep underground. As soon as I got off the elevator, I was greeted by steel doors. There was no other entrance other than the door. The wizard guiding me started manipulating something in front of the door. It is probably a structure that can only be opened by a specific person.
“Is there anything you want?”
“yes?”
The moment the door opened, the wizard spoke to me.
“We will prepare food, alcohol, wealth, weapons – or even a place to sleep if you wish.”
Beyond the steel door was another door.
The wizard opened the doors one after another.
It’s a tight border. It’s protected in layers.
“I am not on death row.”
“… Of course, I am not denying your return. but.”
He answered indifferently.
“No one has come back alive for a thousand years.”
Past the layered steel doors.
Go through the corridor with traps installed.
After passing the last observation post, we finally came into a huge ‘laboratory’. I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the corpses of demons and ‘humans’ in large glass bottles. Secret research is taking place underground in the floating city. This is not something worth sharing with outsiders. Still, when I think about the researchers and wizards who don’t show any interest in me, I’m treating them as if I don’t exist at all. He’s going to be left behind soon, right?
With a busy researcher.
Beyond various experiments that walk the line between disgust and mystery –
Finally, the destination appeared.
‘It’s shaking.’
door.
The elaborately carved ‘door’ was small in size. The old door, hanging loosely on the dirt floor, was tightly closed. It is a form that has lost its purpose. Normally, if you open a door with nothing in it, you won’t be able to get anywhere. But I saw a familiar power in it.
‘Door anywhere… … .’
It is a door that moves through space.
“Is there really anything you need?”
“I’ll tell you when I get back.”
“… I wish you luck. “Glory to you, Manowa’s representative.”
As soon as I stood in front of the door, a wall rose from beneath the ground, completely trapping me.
The tension isn’t bad. My lower abdomen was itchy. But rather than being scared, I feel hopeful. I grabbed the door handle and slowly opened the door to the Pandoras’ den.
Sigh-!
The darkness beyond the door is eating me.
Gaeeggaaannennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn… … .
Yes… … .
yes… … .
yes… … .
Listening to Dalby’s loud swear words echoing.
My body was sucked into the darkness like a deformed alien being sucked out of the universe in ‘Alien 4′.
* * *
If I hadn’t been familiar with the door, I would have seen the cookies I ate earlier turned into dough. Feeling a f*cking headache and motion sickness, I looked around with difficulty. There is darkness.
however.
It gradually changes shape.
A space being redefined.
One by one, something appeared in the empty darkness.
That’s a bed. chair. grocery. bandage.
… … .
doll?
thud!
It is unclear whether the sound actually occurred or whether it was an auditory hallucination due to the great shock.
As soon as I heard a heavy bursting sound, my senses returned. The place I was in was a room. A room where food, clothing, and shelter can be provided. There was also a closet, and my favorite clothes were hanging on hangers. There was food on the table, and it was all my favorite food. Kimchi stew, soybean paste stew, bulgogi – that is, they were not made by anyone.
I wasn’t embarrassed.
It was consistent with what we had researched in advance.
Those who are sucked into Pandoras’ den become blood warriors and are assigned a room with food, clothing, and shelter.
And once you are here, you will be pushed into the arena and have a life-threatening battle with other blood fighters. It is usually stated to be a period of ten days, but in some cases it may take longer than that. It might take a hundred days, a thousand days, or 10,000 days. And a thousand victories? Winning is not the problem. The time it takes is the problem. At the minimum, if you get 1,000 wins, it will take 25 years.
No matter how strong I could get, I would never have come in.
I believe in Melissa.
I felt a very small sense of impatience and foreboding, but I tried to ignore it and looked around. There will be. According to Melissa, the ‘mark of the winner’ is-!
“Oh, there is.”
I even took off my panties to check.
It would be easier to check if it were on the wrist or forearm.
Why is there a mark engraved on my butt?
A tattoo I’ve never had.
The letters were unrecognizable at first.
However, as I looked at it with concentration, the letters gradually became blurred and turned into ‘numbers’ that I was familiar with.
“1000.”
Mark of the victor.
What does ‘1000’ mean? It will definitely symbolize a thousand victories.
Melissa’s medicine worked.
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“They said the road would open.”
But no matter how long I waited in the room, nothing else happened.
Feeling anxious, I looked around the room and tried to use my power to knock down the wall, but there was only darkness beyond the wall, and the collapsed wall was quickly repaired. In the end, I had no choice but to sit down in my chair and think about other ‘possibilities’. failure… is it? Melissa said even if it fails, it’s a minor error.
Melissa is.
Melissa… … .
“Since when did I start to trust that fox so strongly?”
Melissa said no-
He said he was not the evil person who destroyed the Earth.
But he didn’t deny his actions.
Detonate all of Earth’s nuclear weapons simultaneously from outside of space.
What caused the Earth’s environment to fall into a ‘Fallout’ state –
It was definitely her.
no.
Are you suspicious of Melissa, who you said you thought of as your older sister just because things went ‘a little’ wrong? You’re as treacherous as a traitor. Let’s trust Melissa a little more. No way, I won’t be trapped here and spend 25 years fighting. If anything happens, Melissa will come to the rescue. haha-
Sweet, sweet, sweet.
As I shook my legs violently, the sound of the chair creaking filled the room.
Daa?
Dalby sensed my nervousness and sympathized with me.
Dalby looks up at me with a worried face.
I smiled and stroked his hair.
“huh?”
Then I found it.
There is a strange letter engraved on Dalbi’s back that I have never seen before.
Gaegane!
Even if you rub it tightly with your fingers, it won’t go away.
When I looked closely, the letters blurred and turned into numbers that I could recognize.
“you also… … .”
number.
‘0’
“Are you treated as one person?”
Daa?
Dalbi is a spirit beast, a beast of nature.
It is life – but it is not life.
However, this damned Pandoras oyster even recognized Dalby as a ‘blood warrior’.
why? why?
shit.
In any case, if Dalbi became a blood warrior… … .
Dalby has assimilated with me.
Is it Dalby’s fault that no other path opens even though I have the mark of a thousand victories?
Weeeing-
It was then.
The motion sickness I felt every time the space changed suddenly hit me.
Eventually, a door appeared in the wall.
Beyond the broken wall, there was only darkness.
But this time was different.
That door must lead somewhere else again.
thud!
The door opened by itself. There was only darkness beyond the door, but there was an ominous energy overflowing, as if it was annoying me. Damn it, I had no choice but to understand the situation. I stepped across the threshold with Dalby. At that moment, the space collapsed and was re-established, just like when I came back to this room.
“This is the stadium… … .”
The new space was a flat area of about 100 pyeong, blocked on all sides by red walls. The floor and walls were made of stone. I tried attacking it just in case, but even if it collapsed, it was quickly restored, and beyond that there was only emptiness. As I was taking stock of my surroundings, I felt a tremor coming from the wall opposite me. Eventually, the door opened, and a man walked in from beyond.
It was a man who looked like a bear. The energy radiating from its large size is world-class.
The clothes and weapons he wears are familiar. Is he a man of the Empire?
He held two swords in his hands and stared at me, spewing vicious murder.
I sighed and scratched my head. It’s annoying.
“What era is this?”
I immediately understood the meaning of the man’s question.
This is an arena where endless fighting takes place –
I don’t know how long he survived in Pandoras’ den.
Likewise, he doesn’t know me either. The longer one survives, the stronger he or she is. This is probably a question to understand my strength.
“According to the imperial calendar, it is 66… “Is it 6 years?”
“under-”
He laughs briefly.
“How many times did you win?”
He answered harshly.
“never.”
“… “Do you remember when you were trapped in this hell?”
“You’re here now?”
“is it. ha ha ha-”
The man laughed strangely.
“It’s been 8 years… … .”
he asked me a question It was a friendly attitude.
“Looking at you, you are also an imperial citizen. “Do you look young?”
“huh. “I’m five years old.”
“Yes, you are very young.”
Don’t you know it’s a joke?
“I am Beltemore Kang, the sixth leader of the Red Cliffs who serves Luchaquan-”
He, who was friendly, suddenly rushes in with his life in mind.
I didn’t miss it with Cheonan Tong. The number ’43’ engraved on his ankle.
Winner of 43 times.
For 8 years, barely.
“Don’t complain! Kill me without pain… … .”
puck!
A clean uppercut to the side.
A large man was thrown and landed.
The guy gritted his teeth and struggled, but soon fell down and vomited blood.
“you… … .”
weird.
This texture.
This… … .
“Something is strange.”
Is it an illusion? I brought back the strange sensation I felt in my fist when I was punching him.
weird. He’s like… … .
“Wow! Ha, hehe! “A useful new person has arrived.”
The guy who spit out a bucket of blood glared at me and shouted.
“I’ll make sure to kill you next time!”
And soon, he was swept away by the collapsing space and disappeared.
Afterwards, I was swept up in the collapse of space, and in the blink of an eye, I was back in my original room. The food was still warm on the table, and the bed was soft. I thought while drinking ‘Coke’.
I guess Melissa is right.
Magic Tower is an asshole.
How come there is no correct information?
* * *
I confirmed that the number on Dalby’s back changed to ‘1’.
Daa!
There is no way out, at least not on my own.
Okay. It’s not hopeless yet. There’s a lot to find out.
What is the first thing to find out in the next fight?
This was the ‘state’ of a blood fighter shown by ‘Cheonan Tong’.
If I’m not mistaken, the Den of Pandoras is… It’s a much nastier place than it is known to be.
* * *
“2.”
The next fight was ten days later.
The difference in strength was obvious, but I deliberately took my time fighting the enemy.
It was to completely check the other person’s condition through Cheonan Tong.
My prediction was not wrong.
“How did this place come to be?”
Is it possible? that is?
Should I try it?
No, the risk is too great for that.
“A thousand victories.”
Even if it takes 10 days like it does now, it would take more than 25 years.
There is no need to be impatient.
Let’s find more clues.
* * *
In the fourth fight, I met a strong enemy.
The man who called himself the champion of Phaeton had achieved 653 victories –
It was ‘rotten water’ that had been trapped in the cave of Pandoras for over 200 years.
653 fights.
Even a weak coward becomes an indomitable fighter if he fights this long and this much.
Moreover, a strong man who had made a name for himself even before entering Pandoras’ den had tempered himself for 200 years, so his strength was at a considerable level. However, the 653 fights, all of them were so cruel that they may not have been helpful to him. Sometimes, you must have killed the enemy overwhelmingly. The stronger the power, the clearer the limits would have been. Most fights would have been boring and dull.
Unlike ‘I’.
Customized service, go away Kumon-
Several months of ‘special lectures’ where I always drew out the limits of my strength and imitated the ‘enemy’ who was barely able to defeat me with all my might, and where every moment was meaningful and always brutal.
Although the ‘actual fight’ with Lanista did not exceed 1,000 times.
The intensity and depth could not be compared to the fight here.
200 years, 653 battles.
What are you saying?
“A power of self-reliance-”
A lightning-like flash decapitated him. In his final moments, as his head fell off, he smiled at me. The innocent smile was off-putting. After killing him, I waited to go back to the room.
… … .
But it didn’t go back.
For a while.
When I realized something strange.
Daa!
The space collapsed and I returned to my room.
“ah.”
A great power for self-reliance.
With all my might, I attack the weaknesses that Cheonan Tong shows.
Dalbi’s power was also temporarily contained in the sword.
“I get it.”
I found a solution.
fantasy,
