Chapter 2

Prologue (2)

Red mana has spread around Angelica.

It erodes around the room where the altar is located, gradually creating a distinct shape.

The red auras intertwined and turned long, turning into hands and arms. All four.

It was the same as the number of people except for Angelica.

“What are you talking about?”

Everyone looked at me, puzzled.

They cannot see others’ mana.

They can’t see the landscape I’m looking at right now.

“Ah!”

In the blink of an eye, Angelica’s red arm came over all of us. There was no time to resist.

That moment.

Pajik!

A system window appeared in front of my eyes.

-Skill [Successor’s Eye (Rank: EX)] resists ability [Rank: SSS].

At the same time, a spark bounced between my body and the red hand approaching my head. The side never came closer.

But the rest…

“Mo, are you all okay?”

There was something cold like ice on my back.

My colleagues couldn’t resist the red hand like me. The bloody spirits extending from Angelica grabbed the rest of their heads as if they were too crushed.

And the expressions that shook the faces of colleagues were erased like a lie. It’s like a doll…

All with empty eyes. The action and speech stopped and hardened.

Because of the contact with Angelica’s skill effect, part of the system message was shared with me through [Successor’s Eye]. It was information about the unfamiliar skill Angelica is currently unfolding.

[Hand of Control (Rank: SSS, Active)]

Skill Effect: You can freely control nearby objects during the time the skill is cast.

As a side effect, the subject’s memory can be read, and simple memory manipulation and suggestive injection are possible. Manipulated memories or injected suggestions are retained after the skill’s casting time has ended.

Restrictions: 1) The number of objects that can be manipulated at one time is limited to four. 2) If the managed memory or suggestion is very different from the object’s common sense, values, and deeply desired goals. Can be. However, this penalty does not apply while the skill is maintained.

Mana cost: 5,000 when activated, then 50 after 1 second

“The brainwashing class…skill?”

It is also a powerful kind that has never been reported.

Angelica came down from the altar with a dull look, seemingly annoying.

Then we looked around.

“I tell you once again, but you’ve had a lot of trouble in the meantime. I couldn’t have climbed to the 100th floor alone without you.”

The horse echoes in the room created a hollow ring.

“I had a hard time. Are you all tired? I understand. So now…

In a voice without emotion, he said as if he had been sentenced.

“All of you die.”

At that moment.

Everyone except me pulled out their weapon.

“Oh, no! No!”

My tearing screams echoed in the room.

Colleagues expressionlessly pushed a black sword, a blade made of bone, and the hem of a vibration wave on their neck.

And.

Fook!

Puffy!

Profit!

The sound of tearing flesh. The sound of tearing. The piercing sound.

A thick bloody odor filled the room.

Thud!

One by one, they fall to the floor.

I noticed that the mana core that was beating in the hearts of colleagues disappeared as it evaporated.

Hot liquid filled my eyes. I couldn’t stand anymore, so I sat down. I was shivering like in a game.

Squeeze out my voice.

“Angelica···?”

And.

At the altar, she clicked her tongue.

As if it was annoying, she was staring at me with the look I saw today.

A cold voice flows in my ear.

“You can’t do it, too? It bounces again. Even though it hasn’t worked hundreds of times, it won’t be sudden today. When I was awake, I wondered if it would be… If I knew this, I could bring another one to the tower. A guy who can help in battle.”

I could not understand.

“You also tried me? Then I would have never seen mana when I was playing…”

“Of course, I did it after secretly taking the drug and anesthetizing it. Am I an asshole?”

Then, as if focusing again, she looked at me with a frown.

The system window comes up.

-Skill [Successor’s Eye (Rank: EX)] is more resistant to skill [Rank: SSS]!

Pajik!

The red hand, struggling to reach my head, eventually failed to serve its purpose and shattered into the air, shattered like broken glass.

Red mana explodes and blows. The red debris fell to the floor, mixed with the flowing red blood, and quickly disappeared.

Nate’s eyes move, and Nate’s severed head touches the eye.

My eyes met with my pupils that had been released.

At the moment, extreme despair and anger mingled and swirled.

“How…!”

Something like a torrent came out over my throat. I was howling like a beast. I exclaimed, squeezing the old body.

“Why on earth?!”

Angelica comes with a dagger in one hand and an egg in the other. Gaze arrived behind her. The bodies of the rest of the colleagues are visible.

“I’m tired of playing with people moving behind the scenes. And… one year ago, the plan was wrong because I died too much than I expected.”

Have you… play?

I recalled the process of Angelica… and our guild to the present situation. Angelica was admired due to her sincerity.

What if it wasn’t… what if it was the influence of pure persuasion?

Was it the effect of mental manipulation and suggestion?

“Would you like to know?”

Angelica smiles, revealing it.

She quietly opened the subspace. Then, a dimensional egg is put into it.

“Ah…!”

The meaning of the actions she showed was self-evident.

“I will not break the dimensional eggs.”

Secure eggs in a safe space instead of breaking eggs?

Thoughts are pouring. Dizziness, panic attacks, and extreme crises swept through my mind.

“When the eggs hatch, the gates, and dungeons do not disappear even after the tutorial ends. Rather, it will connect more dimensions with this place. More options!”

In my head, surprise and speculation are mixed up and rotate cool.

She, who led us to the top 100 floors through ‘Prophecy,’ did not want Earth’s isolation from the very beginning.

And instead of [Future Foresight], she was hiding a unique skill called [Dominating Hand].

Clear context and evidence.

I come across a desperate conclusion.

“…In the first place, you didn’t have the skill of [Futre Foresight], right?”

I assumed that the flow of mana was not visible because it is a passive skill that does not require mana.

I thought that she could not see the system message even if she prophesied in contact with the body because it is the same EX grade as my skill.

But it was all a lie. Angelica’s skill was to manipulate people’s minds. There was no such unique skill.

No, if so, how did she know about events like the collapse of the SSS dungeon or the appearance of a tower of choice?

It was said that Angelica found me who had lived without revealing my essential skill. How would she know I had this skill if there was no prophecy?

There was another question.

“Why… now?”

What benefits does she get by opening more gates to Earth?

Angelica replied.

“I told you. A year ago, I died too much than I expected. That’s it.”

The moment she said that, I read the madness in her eyes.

Angelica wasn’t the kind of person I initially imagined and loved.

I trembled my lips.

“Crazy monster.”

“Make a noise.”

Angelica murmured and came to me.

“Good thing. You’re the only one on the planet who doesn’t listen to my skill, and you’re a half-hunter that can’t be found with force. Except for the unique ability, it is a hunter who is deficient…”

I drew a thin line with split lips.

“You have used your skill usefully, but let’s say goodbye at this point.”

The last greeting fell palely on my neck.

“Hi.”

Fook!

Angelica’s dagger pierced my neck, and I felt a darkening in front of my eyes with a tumultuous rage. My awareness faded, from my senses, from everything else. After that, everything was eroded by profound darkness.

The hall on the 100th floor was no longer visible and fell into a blur.

I was brought into a world full of other things that replaced my senses.

Darkness. Just darkness.

How long has it been in that state?

A strange golden color came from somewhere where it was difficult to tell the distance and the direction surrounding me.

I felt like I was floating and then flew away at a speed similar to a meteor. The power of the whistle simply dragged me without even questioning.

It flew so long, but this time, sophisticated gray energy rushed and collided with me. There was no such thing as pain, but I noticed that the path I had blown was slightly changed.

Falling, falling, falling again… A dense abyss covers me with a rough texture.

And the sound of a dull ringing in my ear.

The noise, which was like hallucinations, gradually became more transparent and put meaning into my mind.

A strange voice.

Someone’s cry.

“Oh, I’m getting up now!”