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Chapter 1121

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The figure was very careful.

Each time he moved, it perfectly matched the light and shadow, even his footsteps blended into the wind.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock.

On the clock tower at the side of the dome, the second hand was ticking second by second. After the second hand moved a full circle, the minute hand moved slightly.

Tick Tock.

The ticking was not much different from the second hand.

However, the approaching figure retreated as if he was struck by lightning.

The figure covered his right hand and forcefully suppressed the scream in his throat. He only let out a low growl when he entered an empty alley.

"You 'won' again!"

But I don't believe you can win every time! "

The figure glanced at the dome clock tower once more before running straight towards the Harvest Tavern.

When he got close to Harvest Inn, the figure returned to his original form.

He was humming a happy tune again.

When he pushed the door open and walked into Harvest Inn, there were already some familiar faces greeting him.

"Hey, Pol, wanna have a drink?"

"No thanks, my Points aren't enough for me to enjoy a drink here."

The man named Pol walked towards the bar counter.

Coincidentally, when Kieran walked past the drunken Lawless, Lawless slid down from his chair again.

Pol quickly held Lawless up.

"Are you an idiot?"

Borl, who had been here for a few days, naturally knew what was going on. He shook his head and commented as he helped Lawless settle down. He then turned to Rachel and said, "I want a cup of the cheapest honey water. Of course, plain water is fine too."

"Iced lemon water, please."

Said Rachel as she passed the cup to Kieran.

Borl held it in his hands as if he had received a treasure, repeatedly thanking him, "Thank you."

Rachel frowned when she saw Pol's reaction. In the end, she shook her head and said in a voice that only she could hear, "So similar … How is this possible?"

Rachel then went back to wiping the glass.

The lone wolf named Borl, on the other hand, was holding the glass and sipping on the sour yet slightly sweet drink. He was extremely engrossed in the drink.

He was immersed in his drink, as if the drink in his glass was the best thing in his life.

When the last bit of the drink was finished, Pol returned the glass to Rachel politely. He then squinted his eyes and went into deep thought.

His expression and appearance made Lawless, who had woken up in a daze, call out to him.

"2, 2567."



For the next few days, Kieran spent most of his time in seclusion.

He cut off all contact with the big city, including his contact list.

Every day, other than going offline when necessary, he would stay in the game, seizing every second to use Dawn Force, Plague Force, Devil Force, Cardinal Sins Force, and Saint Thorn Force to ignite the secret runes in his body again and again, dispelling the darkness and Chaos.

Under normal conditions, the speed at which the five Origin Forces could expel the darkness and chaos was infuriatingly slow.

Fortunately, Kieran was very patient.

Bit by bit, he was expelling the darkness and chaos.

He was looking forward to the day when he could expel the darkness and chaos.

A week went by in a blink of an eye.

When the cooldown of the dungeon was over, Kieran checked again and entered the dungeon.

[Entering Special Dungeon!]

[Dungeon Difficulty: 7th Dungeon]

[Background: Perforation Sting is much more vicious than rumored. You have unintentionally messed up their plans, so you have become a thorn in their eyes, a thorn in their flesh. A hunt for you has begun …]

[Main Mission: Survive 2 of Perforation Sting's hunt, acquire a temporary language pack, disappears upon exiting the dungeon]

[Clothing, backpack, weapons, and other items remain unchanged, temporarily altered appearance, returns to normal upon exiting the dungeon]

[Hint: This is your special dungeon, you can fail the main mission, but you will have to pay 700 Points as a penalty and your highest attributes will drop by 2 ranks. When the points are insufficient, equipment will be deducted, and when the equipment is insufficient, player will fail the game!]



Familiar words appeared before Kieran's eyes.

When everything vanished, he was already in a room.

[Crimson Ghost Stomach] was beside his feet. Kieran picked it up and carried it on his back before sizing up his surroundings.

The bed, the bedside table, and the carpet were all old.

The quilt on the bed had been lifted, and there was still a trace of warmth.

On the bedside table was a map.

Two slippers were thrown on the carpet.

The room wasn't big, he could see everything with a single glance. Kieran checked under the bed, the carpet, and the bedside table before picking up the map.

It was a map named Route 12.

One end of the route was connected to Flame City, which Kieran was quite familiar with, and the other end was an unfamiliar city named Forest City.

He raised his head and looked through the only window in the room, at the signboard on the side of the road outside.

There was a big "12" on the signboard, telling him where he was.

"On the run?"

Kieran laughed softly.

Then, he carefully checked the map.

However, what Kieran was checking wasn't the route to Forest City, but … the route back to Flame City.

That's right, back to Flame City!

Following the growth of his strength, Kieran's attitude towards Perforation Sting had changed drastically. From the initial shock to the current calmness.

Even Kieran had a different thought in his mind.

Of course, Kieran didn't forget to be vigilant and careful.

Kieran knew very well why he was able to reach his current level of strength.

So, Kieran didn't release Fire Raven right away.

In other dungeon worlds, Fire Raven was a very competent scout because the natives of those dungeon worlds didn't know much about Fire Raven.

However, [City of Fiends 2] was different.

Fire Raven came from this place.

Anyone with a bit of knowledge would know about Fire Raven like the back of their hand.

The Frost Wolf pup was the same.

Even though it didn't come from this dungeon world, based on the people's understanding of fiends and half-fiends, the appearance of a Frost Wolf pup would raise alarms.

Therefore, Kieran kept both of them with him.

Fire Raven stood on Kieran's right shoulder, looking left and right as it felt the familiar presence of its home. It was shaking its black feathers with a hint of red in excitement.

The Frost Wolf pup was circling around Kieran's feet, sniffing here and there from time to time before wagging its tail at Kieran.

However, at the next moment …

The Fire Raven that was fluttering its feathers stopped moving. Its eyes, which were sharper than an eagle's, stared in the direction of the door.

The Frost Wolf pup was even more straightforward, its four limbs slightly bent, revealing its sharp fangs.

Dok, Dok, Dok!

"Hello, room service …"

After the knocks, a sweet voice sounded.

However, before the voice subsided, Kieran pointed [Winchester Hunting Rifle] at the peephole and pulled the trigger.

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