Sirone stared blankly at Gaold.�I didn�t know what the meaning of his smile was.

Gaold licked the corners of his mouth and glared at Sirone.�The eyes reflected in the flames were blazing with fire.

�mi����friend����bloke.�

It was the highest compliment Gaold could give anyone.

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Middle East.�Paras kingdom.

On a map west of Paras, the origin of an ancient civilization, the world�s largest Akkadian Desert is colored ocher.

An endless sea of ??sand.

It is extremely difficult for living things to endure in this place that has been heated for eons of time.

However, human footprints were imprinted on the smooth, spread sand as if it had been applied with cream.

Where the footprints were headed, a giant pyramid called an ancient ruin stood tall like a mirage.

In the heart of the Akkadian Desert, all the oases have dried up, and even travelers can�t reach it, but few people know that this is the dungeon where the world�s most famous mage lives.

A dungeon that belongs to A2 infiltration difficulty.

The person walking leisurely inside was Kang Nan, the former chief secretary of the Tormia Magic Association.

Wherever she passed, monsters of tier 5 or higher were wriggling against the wall.

The sound of high heels hitting the stone floor echoed with high-pressure suppression of their groans.

Gangnan�s attire was a mess due to the long battle.

The button was missing, so the front was open, and the stockings were expanding in places in the form of droplets.

In his right hand he held a long horn, one of the dozens on a monster�s tail.

The tail was connected to a green body that weighed well over two tons, and at the end of the body, a basilisk, the king of the desert with a hideous depressed nose, was coming along with its tongue out.

mess.

The appearance of Gangnan dragging a monster 20 times bigger than himself was obviously foreign, but even that was a minor problem compared to the light gait that he could not feel the weight of.

Kang Nan, who arrived at the end of the labyrinth, pushed through the stone door.

It was a huge cavity, and countless creatures living in the desert were stuffed with dried skin like tree bark.

At a table 80 meters away, someone in a turban could be seen intently working with his back.

Instead of knocking, Gangnan grabbed the basilisk�s tail and threw it.

Whoops!

A majestic echo resounded in the Great Cavity.

�If you know, can�t you just let me in?�

Only then did the turbaned figure look back.�She was a slender woman in a desert-colored cape. JrNovels.com