Within Labyrinth Tartarus, located in the deeper levels of the Abyss and brimming with S-Rank monsters, the unbelievable was happening. Humans were using a labyrinth, which could be considered the home of monster herds, as a base.
At the center of this absurd scene were three Yvelians.
Jihong Min, Guildmaster of the Scorn Guild.
Shadow, the last of the Three Elders of the Triad.
Qāsim Djort, head of the Har Sultan.
Labyrinth Tartarus was a collaborative hideout in the Abyss formed by the three Yvelians who had surpassed the strength of National Levels. And in the innermost region of the Labyrinth, surrounded by massive walls, two Yvelians—Jihong Min and Shadow—were mid-conversation.
“What did you do with the cult leader?” Dousing his throat with a swig of his bottle, Jihong Min asked Shadow.
“I tossed him over to Guangzhou,” Shadow, who also had his own bottle of alcohol, answered.
“Guangzhou? What a coincidence.” That was where an uncleared dungeon had once...
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