Chapter 182

The Game Difficulty

Went Crazy

The Temple of Morus was hidden in a coastal rocky area called Salinus Cliff, which appeared half a day north from Chelsea, the base of Glenn and his party.

Salinus Cliff.

Even among the Eastern Coast, known for its rough waves, this place was notorious for accidents and incidents, and even though it officially belonged to the territory of Regini, it had not been developed.

"Because there’s no reason to."

Glenn shrugged his shoulders.

What could anyone gain from such a high, desolate rocky area where dark waves crash between the cliffs?

At most, one might think of using this gloomy, eerie terrain for tourism.

But in this world, where people were sensitive to curses and accidents, expecting such a cold and bold choice was impossible.

No wonder faith developed more than magic or science.

Anyway, this was not a place a human would come unless they wanted to be cursed by the black sea and salt rocks. That’s why Morus built the temple here.

"Because he’s afraid of humans."

If that’s the case, Glenn wondered, why even come down to the human world instead of staying in heaven?

Glenn recalled the original story and headed toward Morus’s temple.

Romina seemed unsure if there could even be a path in this place full of cliffs cracked in every direction.

But seeing Glenn move without hesitation, she soon relaxed her expression.

A couple of hours passed like that.

As Glenn wandered on top of the rocky cliffs, he suddenly stopped.

He pointed to a large, narrow pit carved between two cliffs.

"You’re not seriously saying it’s under there, right?"

"Exactly."

Romina sighed deeply.

"We can’t even see the bottom… I mean, if you listen to the waves below, isn’t there nothing there?"

"Normally, you would think that."

But this was a trick Morus set up to prevent humans from approaching.

Passing the party members who looked anxiously at the cliff below, Glenn stepped toward it.

"But this is the place."

With a calm voice, Glenn disappeared down the dizzying cliff.

Splash— Splash—

All that remained was the sound of the waves from below.

Silence fell. Penelope looked at Romina and Ridenhall with a flustered expression.

"…Isn’t that dangerous?"

However, the two weren’t flustered—they looked as if this was just another typical situation.

"He’s really a weirdo."

"Exactly. Let’s just follow him."

Romina, with her gaze cold and sharp, jumped down the cliff after Glenn, and Ridenhall followed immediately.

Left alone, Penelope stood frozen for a moment.

"I-I’ll go too!"

She hurriedly jumped down after them.

Passing through the hidden entrance in the cliff, the Corridor of Tuning and Harmony, the temple of Morus, appeared immediately.

The floor and ceiling were made of salt-heavy rocks, and in the small cracks, seawater flowed.

Despite being hidden gloomily in the cliff, it was a proper temple of a god, tidy and grand.

If one could describe the Corridor of Tuning and Harmony in a word, it would feel like the architecture was built from the materials of Salinus Cliff itself.

Of course, that impression had already occurred when entering the temple’s entrance.

Thirty minutes after entering Morus’s temple, this was no longer important to Glenn’s party.

The important thing was that to meet Morus, the master of the temple, they had to clear the two separate sections.

They had to remove all obstacles blocking their path.

Boom— Crash!

Explosions erupted from all sides, shaking the whole space.

It meant that the number of enemies was large.

"Grrrr—"

"Shaaak!"

From the long corridor, monsters poured endlessly.

Originally, they resembled the Sea People, called demons of the sea, but all had abnormal body proportions.

Some swung oversized arms, charging, and some revealed even larger teeth than usual, attacking intruders.

They were the five-star monsters guarding the first area, the Ruins of Tuning.

They were bizarre in form, too strange to be considered the guardians of Morus, god of Tuning and Harmony.

The problem was that hundreds of these were pushing from the opposite side.

It was quite visually unpleasant.

It felt as if the concept of disgust itself was running toward them in physical form.

"Worse than the dead."

The dead were just human corpses, which one could adapt to while fighting.

But these were twisted sea people with barnacle-like shellfish and other marine life attached, making their appearance doubly unsettling.

In the original story, they slowly drained a player’s sanity, and seeing them in reality made this fully understandable.

"Go… get lost!"

Romina, feeling the same as Glenn, released sharp-range magic in all directions.

Goooo—

The sharp magic she spread became blades, cutting forward and tearing the approaching monsters apart.

Chaa-chaa-chaa!

Blood and flesh scattered, a slaughter too horrible to watch openly.

"Kweee!"

"Kyaaa!"

Penelope, with a weak stomach, turned her head and covered her mouth with a handkerchief, gagging.

"Grrkk! Kyaaa!"

Some monsters survived Romina’s magic and came forward like a zombie horde.

But Glenn’s party wasn’t struggling at all.

Kaang—!

Those charging through the magic were blocked by a large shield.

The shield belonged to a Skeleton Knight summoned by Ridenhall.

"Kyaa! Kyaaa!"

The monsters screamed but only struck the shield in vain.

Their stats were good for fodder monsters, like mid-level commanders of a knight order, but intelligence was low.

Even with enchantment magic, Ridenhall’s Skeleton Knights would be impossible to break through.

Goooo—

Meanwhile, Romina, ready again, unleashed another area-of-effect spell.

Ridenhall, seizing the opportunity, shot a white glow from his eyes.

The Skeleton Knights raised their swords, removing all monsters that survived Romina’s magic.

Front and back lines, offense and defense—the battle balance between Romina and Ridenhall was perfect at a glance.

"Truly… serving the master, they are excellent."

Penelope, standing behind Glenn, watching the overall battle flow, said with a nauseous breath.

"If… master gives me a chance now, I believe I won’t disappoint."

Penelope wanted to show herself in front of Glenn, aware of the trial placed before her.

But it wasn’t yet her time.

"Soon, the moment I need you will come. Wait."

"Yes… yes…"

As this temple of Morus appeared in the later scenario, the monsters were very strong.

Thus, it was necessary for Romina and Ridenhall to handle the section Glenn didn’t need to intervene in.

Although progress was fast, they were still only clearing the first section, the Ruins of Tuning.

"Though, they’re performing better than expected."

If they had struggled, Glenn would have helped, but they were performing spectacularly.

Penelope wasn’t just flattering them when praising.

"No… with this skill, the two of them could fight almost any eight-star monster."

A spark of interest appeared in Glenn’s gray eyes.

Perhaps it was because they were given artifacts from the battle against the Dark Church.

Or because they had steadily trained their powers without Glenn.

"…"

Watching them always exceed expectations, Glenn smiled slightly.

Of course, in contrast to this warmth, a massacre continued in front of them.

"Good work."

One hour.

Romina and Ridenhall alone cleared the first section in that time.

"Haha. Brother, as long as it helps the world, there’s nothing I cannot do."

Ridenhall hugged his scripture to recover his expended divine energy.

"Romina, you too."

"Uh…"

"Are you okay?"

"It’s nothing."

Romina spoke so, but exhaled heavily, catching her breath.

Unlike Ridenhall, she had consumed her life energy for magic, looking genuinely tired.

Understandable, after casting so many high-level area spells.

"Glenn, can you… share some mana?"

"Wait a moment."

Glenn approached Penelope with a smile after Romina admitted fatigue.

"Master?"

"Bring the Black Elixir."

"Ah…"

The Black Elixir restored a certain amount of mana to the drinker, similar to a mana potion.

In the original, recovery items were rare, even considered as precious as legendary artifacts.

One relic of the Minis Church, the Drop of God, could fully restore life and divine energy.

"Yet she has dozens of these rare ones."

Penelope’s innate potential, “Seeker’s Blood,” could substitute certain ingredients with her own blood to create consumables—a top-tier crafting ability.

Despite relatively weak combat power among eight-star demons, she sat as a legion commander because of this.

"You have it, right?"

"Ah… I… have one sample only… master."

Penelope’s face darkened.

"It’s fine. Give it."

"…Yes."

Penelope handed a bottle of black liquid from inside her coat, almost like a mother giving up a child.

"…Be happy."

Glenn gave the Black Elixir to Romina.

"Drink."

Romina looked at Penelope, then consumed the contents.

"…Hmm~"

"How is it?"

"Good. Feels like all my used mana returned instantly."

It restored 50% of the user’s maximum mana.

After replenishing Romina’s energy, the party moved deeper into the temple.

"…"

Penelope, turning her back, seemed to wipe her eyes with her handkerchief.

"What to do with her…"

Glenn had yet to fully utilize her abilities.

After the first section, the party reached the deepest part of the temple: the Corridor of Discordant Harmony.

Unlike the long corridor of the first section, this was a single large chamber.

"Hrm… so many… Glenn, more than you said."

Romina frowned, looking down at the entrance.

"And even more disgusting."

The monsters filling the Corridor of Discordant Harmony were worse than the Ruins of Tuning.

"Guaaah…!"

"Kiii… Grrrk!"

They looked as if different creatures were forcibly combined into grotesque, terrifying forms.

"Is it just looks?"

These second-section monsters were stronger—six-star level.

Almost a hundred six-star monsters.

Six of them together could challenge a seven-star monster, making it impossible to break through with ordinary power.

Of course, this was by the standard of someone lightly playing the original.

Though slightly risky, Glenn’s party could clear it.

Monsters of a single type with no special composition were easier to exploit if their weaknesses were understood.

Moreover, with additional power added, the difficulty dropped.

Glenn, glancing at the monsters below, approached Penelope.

"The test starts now."

"Yes, master!"

Penelope, radiant after taking the Black Elixir, braced herself.

"If this goes smoothly, I will make you my official subordinate. Work hard."

"Leave anything to me!"

"Good."

Glenn pointed at the monsters spread throughout the chamber.

Without saying what to do, Penelope seemed to understand and nodded.

Step—

She stepped forward and slowly gathered mana.

The air around her began to shift.

"Watch closely, Romina."

Glenn whispered.

As a seven-star witch, Romina would benefit from seeing the high-level magic of an eight-star witch.

"Understood."

Romina’s amber eyes focused seriously on Penelope.

Goooo—

The Call of Caligo.

The mana around Penelope swirled like an abyss.

Splurt— Crack—

The thick mana twisted above her head, making an unpleasant sound.

"…"

Eyes closed, Penelope focused.

The sticky mana above her grew larger.

When it became a huge sphere, Penelope opened her eyes.

Her snake-like red eyes were blackened like abyssal mana.

The sphere compressed to the size of a small ball.

Then exploded above her head, spreading throughout the chamber.

Chupaaak—

Swaaaah—

The mana remnants became a heavy rain, soaking the chamber.

Drip—drip—

"…Keh?"

"Uwaaah…"

The Ruins of Tuning turned their heads dumbly.

"Kiii… Kyaaaah!"

"Kraaaah!"

Suddenly, the world screamed as if torn apart.

Half-Dystopia.

A large-scale spell putting all targets in the area into fear.

Penelope’s signature, destructive spell shook the minds of the Ruins of Tuning.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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