"To think that your hearts still hold killing intent against me. How impressive."
The figure beneath the altar turned around to reveal the face of a middle aged man who was already closing in on old age. Sporting a black hair with grey patches mixed in between and a face with a bit of wrinkles by the cheeks, he looked just like your average father whose children had all roughly become adults with the first and second borns already starting a family. In other words, he looked more of a recent grandfather than a monster. Even the genial smile on his face made him seem approachable and even has the effect of making one lower their guards. Such an appearance made one wonder whether he truly was the final BOSS of the dungeon, [Temple Of Vasiliás], which housed hundreds of evil monsters.
"I wonder. What made you have the guts to come this far?" The middle aged man said.
"Your past victories along the way? Haha. How funny."
