It took a few minutes of walking—and a bit of anxiety—to finally reach what appeared to be the end.
The mana had grown to a point where he began hallucinating, or at least that's what it seed like, since the number of golden eyes he started seeing kept increasing by the mont.
Until eventually, there was one giant eye staring directly at him. However, unlike previously, its pupil was slitted—just like those of Fafnir.
Yet before he could even speak up, it disappeared once again, leaving the massive room entirely to his loneso. Experience more content on empire
But that was not all, as its disappearance revealed so kind of passageway behind it.
And just like when he first dropped into whatever this area was, there was a single door—one much larger than the one he had gone through previously.
This ti, however, there was a faint bloodlust oozing from the door.
Michael inspected it with his Eyes of the Great Sage but didn't see anything off, aside from a couple of built-in traps behind the door.
Therefore, he quickly used a sword of light, blasting the door open and imdiately revealing so sort of red cleaver that swung inward to outward—right where he stood.
Had he been standing closer, he might have been hit.
Alas, his perception was too overpowered now; most things couldn't escape his sight.
He straddled into the new hallway, having a bit of difficulty spotting the trace of the golden eye he had felt earlier.
But that was not his main concern, as it seed like so kind of different presence was watching him.
It was the sa one that had let out bloodlust earlier.
Michael tried tracking it down again but failed. It seed his Eyes of the Great Sage were not as overpowered as he had initially thought.
Or maybe the one watching him was just way too strong.
The only one he could ask was the system, but even then, it dodged his questions repeatedly.
'Anything?'
Genius, for the sixteenth ti, there is nothing. These are simply remnant illusions, the system explained in an annoyed tone.
But just as it did, he saw sothing fall out of a hole in the wall, and upon taking a closer look, he noticed a certain necklace.
However, the mont he picked it up, he felt a stinging sensation in his shoulder.
It wasn't to the point of searing pain, but it did feel like a bit of his flesh was lting.
Michael raised his arm and brought it to his shoulder before suddenly pulling out a small needle with a purple tip, which dripped so sort of poison down.
As soon as it touched the floor, it ford a small puddle that began expanding, lting everything around it.
He simply tossed it out of the way, not paying it any heed.
It did, however, make him glance back at the necklace he had picked up. At a glance, it looked ordinary, with seemingly nothing special about it.
Yet the mont he grabbed it, an extrely small trap detonated—the poisonous needle.
'This seems like too big of a coincidence...' Michael thought before creating a small pocket for the necklace and putting it inside.
If his assumption was correct, then it would co in handy later on.
Worst-case scenario, it was just a piece of junk.
You want to store it for you? the system suddenly asked, startling him for a mont.
'That is a bit unexpected... You wouldn't be one to offer sothing like this,' Michael replied suspiciously, though a grin began forming on his face.
'So it is important, huh? Great.'
...Suit yourself.
Michael chuckled at the system's antics before heading straight along the path.
However, that soon stopped as he noticed the hall becoming narrower, until finally, he had to squeeze through.
That was the case for a couple of minutes, until eventually, he felt a breeze—one that seed unordinary, considering he was extrely deep underground.
As he continued forward, his hand finally gained so degree of freedom, and with a final push, he made his way out of the cramped hall.
Imdiately, what greeted his sight was greenery. Looking back, he could see the hall he had just co out of was much more cramped than he'd initially expected.
Frankly, staring at it, it seed like a miracle he even managed to make it through, as the width of the hallway was the size of his forearm.
Nonetheless, that's not what caught his interest. Instead, it was the surroundings themselves.
It was as though he had appeared in so sort of massive, lit-up cave with a waterfall to his right.
And to his left, there was a path covered in perfectly cut grass, leading downward from where he stood.
Michael decided to use his Eyes of the Great Sage again and imdiately noticed sothing off.
While the surroundings looked peaceful in nature, the reality of the situation was entirely different.
It was all an illusion. He was simply standing on a tall rock with a rocky path to his left leading down.
The waterfall was also gone. In its place was the sa grim wall as the hallway.
And below him, where the left path led, was a single golden-haired individual.
He was not the system, as Michael could still hear it grumbling inside his mind.
But the mana radiating from him seed to completely alter the surroundings—the main reason why the illusions even appeared.
There was another problem at hand. The man was simply sitting down, not even reacting to anything happening around him—not even to Michael's entrance.
That was until the system's voice finally resounded, bringing light to the situation at hand.
Looks like he's dead; his mana is simply keeping this place running for the ti being. But it's going to run out soon, it seems.
He nodded, before proceeding downward and arriving right before the golden-haired man. Indeed, it seed like he was already starting to deteriorate.
Michael stared at him for a few monts and, out of curiosity, decided to cast a heal on him, one much stronger than the rest, even boosted by his previous heals.
Maybe, just maybe, he would be able to bring this man back to life, the sa one who was subconsciously still using his exhausted mana core.
However, instead of the mana traveling inward and healing the man, it shot back into Michael, followed by the rest of the mana of the surroundings—the sa mana that had been gathering and keeping the place at bay.
Until eventually, a single system ssage appeared before him.
[Trials of the Golden Dragon | Scenario 3: Complete]
But before he could celebrate, he felt his hand expanding at an unnatural rate, the mana inside growing more and more rampant by the mont.
At the sa ti, it was heading toward his mana core—every little bit of it.
Before it could cause any trouble, however, it suddenly halted and began gathering in a single spot not too far from his mana core.
The pain was excruciating, yet he bore through it, imdiately feeling like he was growing stronger.
Finally, as the pain continued and began increasing even further, he gained so clarity on the situation.
Or rather, the lack of it.
[ERROR]
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