“Uhhh…”
Est scanned the area ahead with a tired expression.
The temporary name of the dungeon was Myeonggyeong. They said it was a dungeon with restricted entry and exit, but how did they come up with such a good name?
This dungeon was full of mirrors.
The floor and the ceiling. The pillars connecting them, and sometimes even the ground that rose like a mountain range. Many things were made of clear mirrors.
There were parts that weren’t mirrors, but the sight of so many mirrors reflecting each other was so painful that it hurt my eyes.
‘Tsk.’
