[Translator – Peptobismol]
Chapter 187
The power of the Thunder God’s Hammer was indeed tremendous.
Despite the Leviathan hide robe’s strong resistance to most magical attacks, it couldn’t fully shield Zeon, who sustained severe injuries.
Yet, he could still move, thanks to his extensively trained body.
Zeon looked at his fallen companions.
Brielle and Eloy appeared to be on the verge of death. Only Levin, who also wielded lightning, seemed relatively unscathed, though he was still dazed, his eyes unfocused.
Zeon reached into his pocket.
He grasped a glass vial filled with a transparent liquid.
Zeon first took a sip himself, then administered the potion to Brielle, Eloy, and Levin.
Color returned to Brielle’s and Eloy’s faces, and Levin’s eyes regained focus.
Zeon felt his breathing ease.
It was a remedy he had made himself, mixing the blood of a monster with various herbs, effective in emergencies.
Levin, regaining his senses, asked Zeon.
“Hyung, what happened?”
“Lee Ji-ryeong attacked us.”
“Why would he do that?”
“That’s not important right now. What matters is getting out of here.”
“Oh!”
The portal had closed, and the dungeon was on the brink of collapse.
If they delayed any longer, they would perish along with the dungeon.
Zeon stood up and said.
“Carry Eloy. I’ll carry Brielle.”
“Yes, Hyung.”
Thanks to the potion Zeon gave them, Brielle and Eloy’s conditions improved, though they were still unconscious.
Zeon and Levin each lifted one of their companions.
Levin asked.
“What are we going to do now?”
“I’ll force open an exit. Stay close to me and be alert.”
“Is that possible?”
Instead of answering, Zeon pulled something from his subspace.
It was a blue orb, the size of a child’s fist.
‘Leviathan’s Core. This should be able to create a rift in the dungeon.’
The core contained all of Leviathan’s power, making it incredibly potent.
‘A dungeon’s power correlates with its boss. Leviathan was a monster more powerful than the Knight King. If I overcharge the core, it should definitely create a rift in the dungeon.’
In theory, it was possible.
But theory and reality don’t always align.
If things didn’t go as planned, death was the only outcome.
Calculating the odds, Zeon estimated a success rate of about ten percent. But he had no other choice.
Zeon injected mana into the Leviathan’s Core.
Boom! Boom!
Receiving the foreign mana, the Leviathan’s Core began to overload.
Immense power surged from the core, clashing with the dungeon’s energy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions erupted throughout the dungeon.
It was a scene of apocalyptic destruction.
Levin looked at Zeon anxiously.
“Hyung?”
“Just a bit longer.”
Zeon kept his gaze fixed on the changes within the dungeon.
Then, about a hundred meters away, an abnormal rift appeared.
“There it is. Follow me.”
“Yes, Hyung.”
Without hesitation, they jumped into the rift.
The immense pressure within made Levin feel faint.
Zeon grabbed Levin’s hand and said.
“If you lose consciousness, it’s over. Stay alert.”
“Yes, sir!”
Levin barely managed to stay conscious, looking to Zeon for strength.
Inside the rift was pitch black.RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only
The thick darkness seemed endless, filling Levin with fear. But Zeon, showing no fear, kept his eyes focused ahead. His resolve gave Levin courage.
Then Zeon saw something and shouted.
Brielle leaned on Levin as they walked through the sand.
Even without looking back, Zeon knew Brielle was struggling. He didn’t offer help because he understood that such kindness could be detrimental.
The biggest enemies in the desert weren’t the hot sand or the blazing sun but one’s own patience and faith.
The desert constantly tests and pushes people to their limits.
Those who can’t endure or believe in themselves won’t survive, something Zeon knew all too well.
For Brielle and Levin, this was their first true journey in the desert.
They had to overcome this challenge on their own.
Zeon maintained a pace they could keep up with.
Fortunately, Brielle persisted and kept up with Zeon’s steady pace.
As they walked, the sun began to set.
Zeon finally stopped and said.
“Let’s rest here for tonight.”
“Hah!”
“We’re saved.”
Brielle and Levin collapsed to the ground simultaneously.
Eloy also sat down nearby, looking exhausted.
Though she didn’t say anything, it was clear she was also worn out from the long trek.
Among them, only Zeon seemed unaffected.
Rumble!
Zeon manipulated the sand to create a wall.
In an instant, a shelter to protect them from the sandstorm was formed.
“There don’t seem to be any monsters nearby, so we should be able to rest well tonight.”
“It’s lucky we have you, Hyung. I don’t know what we would have done if we were left behind alone...”
Levin shivered at the thought.
Zeon chuckled and said.
“With a bit more experience, you’ll manage fine on your own. But for now, get the food and water we packed from the subspace.”
“Yes!”
Levin retrieved the food and water from his backpack.
Fortunately, they had packed enough to last a few days.
“Great job bringing all this. Well done!”
“Hehe!”
Levin smiled sheepishly at Eloy’s praise.
The food they had packed was from street vendors in the slums, stored in the subspace where time didn’t pass, allowing them to use it now.
Thanks to this, they could have a full meal.
“Ah, I feel alive again.”
“Whew!”
“This feels more like a camping trip than being stranded.”
Brielle, Levin, and Eloy expressed their satisfaction.
They were all Awakeneds, after all.
Although they were currently exhausted, a good meal would help them recover quickly.
Levin handed out backpacks from the subspace to everyone.
“You even brought backpacks? You’re well-prepared.”
“Giving you the subspace backpack was worth it.”
Levin smiled wryly at their praise.
“I hoped we wouldn’t need to use this, but I didn’t expect Lee Ji-ryeong to betray us like that.”
“Yeah, I thought he at least kept his promises.”
Eloy gritted her teeth in frustration.
Lee Ji-ryeong had a fairly good reputation in Neo Seoul. Despite his cold and ruthless nature, he was seen as a competent leader who kept his word.
This reputation made many Awakeneds eager to join the Pegasus Raid Force.
Despite the heavy losses in the recent raid, the numerous spoils they obtained would help them recover quickly.
“When we get back to Neo Seoul, I’ll expose him. I’ll show that a supervisor from the City Hall isn’t someone to be taken lightly.”
Eloy vowed revenge, grinding her teeth.
They talked for a while longer about how to get their revenge on Lee Ji-ryeong before finally falling asleep.
Once everyone was asleep, Zeon quietly stood up.
The sky was so full of sand particles that stars were not visible.
One way to navigate in the desert was by using the stars to determine their position.
Zeon silently floated into the air.
The sand lifted him higher and higher.
Breaking through the sand-filled atmosphere, Zeon was greeted by a breathtaking view of the starry sky.
It was a fantastical sight that no one in Neo Seoul had ever seen.
It was a world only Zeon, the Sand Mage, could experience.
Zeon gazed at the view for a long time.
[Translator – Peptobismol]