As Volk stood there, watching the last drop of his blood seep into the glowing crystal, a familiar chime echoed in his mind.
| Ding!
The notification was sharp and clear, cutting through the lingering strange heavy atmosphere in the catacomb.
| Mission completed.
| Reach and drip some blood first on the newly forming crystal deep in the dungeon within thirty minutes.
| Rewards: The host will always be sent to a dimension near where the Nuclear Reactor Vessel will be sent to.
| Failure: Death of everyone in the Dreadmaw Clan, including the host.
| Status: Completed. |
Volk blinked, reading the words over again. Immediately, sigh of relief.
Nuclear Reactor Vessel?
Solluha'r?
What the hell did that mean?
He didn't know.
But as long as the reward wasn't death, he was willing to accept whatever bizarre fate the system had in store for him.
The alternative was something far worse.
