Six days ago…
The great world, in the Undead Dimension.
From his seat on the golden snake chair, the expression on the golden-haired man's face looked extremely unpleasant.
All twelve waves of explorations had resulted in failure. Not only that, but the entire squad had also been annihilated once more.
No matter how many Virtual Gods he sent on these exploration quests, this gravel world—with all its incomplete rules—was akin to an endless black hole that swallowed everything up, leaving no trace at all. Not a single piece of information had managed to make its way back here.
