When the sky was light, Roland said goodbye to Hestia and walked out of the room with Esther, originally the goddess wanted to ask her god friend to make the corresponding equipment for Roland, but after Roland showed her financial resources and vision for the future of her family, she had to give up this idea for the time being.

Although it is not yet the time for most adventurers to start their activities, Roland who is walking on the road does not care about anything, yesterday, he has obtained basic information in the guild, but compared to the monsters themselves, those structures that are very different after only one layer apart make Roland more moved.

"However, it is worthy of Olari as the center of the world."

Roland looked at the magic stone lamps on the side of the street that had not been extinguished, and sighed a little.

The dungeon is both a disaster that the Nether cannot fight and a treasure trove, and after gaining the power to resist through grace, the technology of this world has become deeply dependent on the dungeon.

Yesterday Roland discovered that although the surrounding area is indeed a European medieval architectural style, in daily life, it is already very modern.

As long as you are willing to give wealth, you can also live a very convenient life, because there is more convenient energy here.

The magic stone born from the monster's body has a fairly versatile purpose, used as an energy source for electric lights, an ignition device for cooking, and because of the inexhaustible nature of the dungeon, even civilians can use these model products, and continue to develop technology in this area, so that they can make use of it.

As the only labyrinthine city in the world, Olari relies on magic stone resources, which can be said to make a lot of money, and it is precisely because of this that the guild can afford to support the public consumption of many gods.

They also monopolized the acquisition of magic stones, and each adventurer's harvest in the dungeon would be exchanged for money in the guild.

"In this way, if you work diligently, the life of ordinary people may be much better than that of some lv1 adventurers."

Roland yawned, a little uncomfortable with waking up so early, he had been quite indulgent for a while after the Holy Grail War.

But considering what needs to be done next, I can't be so slack.

Because the Tower of Babel, which is the entrance and exit of the labyrinth, is located in the center of Olarie, no matter which area it is located, it can be completed by eight main lines, and it does not take much effort for Roland to come to the center of the Tower of Babel.

In the early hours of the morning, there aren't many adventurers wandering around, after all, for most people, although nominally an adventure, the battle in the dungeon is more like going to work.

Today, this underground labyrinth has been raided for generations, and the information is very clear.

According to the number of layers and difficulty, they are roughly divided into the upper layer to which 1-12 belongs, the middle layer to which 13-24 belong, and the lower layer to which 25-36 belong to the deep layer below.

Layering in each of these four stages results in a significant increase in difficulty.

If there may still be adventurers in the upper echelons who explore alone, in the back, teaming up has become an urgent need, otherwise, life is not guaranteed at all, but even so, the danger is there.

Currently, the development area of the dungeon is up to 58 floors.

The strength of the first 37 layers is enough to include adventurers at lv4 and below, and as for the deeper part, even a high-level adventurer like Ace will not easily venture without teammates.

Waiting for the clan to launch an expedition and following the large team is the safest approach.

Roland's current physical fitness, even if he does not liberate the yang side and cooperate with Esther, is undoubtedly an adventurer on the outside, after making up for the combat experience and mastering the power through favor, this dungeon should have nothing to stop him.

But when it comes to Covenant spirits, you can't be too careful.

The Holy Lord's Soul, which is a very passive pact, can instinctively bring twelve spells that are completely beyond Roland's expectations, let alone an unknown place like a dungeon.

What kind of host will the pact spirit choose to host, and what is the state, is it so passive that it can't use the pact's abilities at all, like the Holy Lord and Shinji Makiri, or has it already caused some kind of unnoticed effect?

These problems cannot be ignored by Roland, if he can, it is the best choice to find some cannon fodder to probe specific information first.

The current situation was as Roland had predicted, and even though there were not many adventurers in the Tower of Babel, after his arrival, there were still many awe-struck eyes, apparently recognizing this legendary figure.

In fact, according to Hestia, there has been a craze for heroes throughout Olaria.

"But it's not enough...... Most of them were just curious, still wary of me,"

Roland's eyes flickered with crimson light, sensing the emotions contained in the gaze that came one after another.

"It has not yet reached the point of fanatical worship and even admiration, and if it continues like this, at most, it will only take the name of the strongest, and it will not be able to have the appeal of a hundred calls, and it will only be necessary to become more famous."

Just defeating the sword herald, although the weight of this fact is heavy, it is not enough to shake many families who stay out of the matter, after all, people are really risking their lives, not the kind of happy people who are not afraid of defeat and death.

But as long as you see the honor and interests behind the heroes, there will definitely be people who will fall into the net, and when the time comes, with a little disaster that has swept the whole city as an introduction, people will put their sparkling hope on the altar.

The corners of Roland's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Esther, who was looking at the Tower of Babel curiously next to him, and walked into the Tower of Babel under the complicated eyes of other adventurers.

——

Although it is called an underground labyrinth, it is more like another world than the preconceived impression of being dim.

Each floor is like a spectacle, some twisting and intricate, some full of life, and some gorgeous like a cave filled with precious stones.

After randomly finding a passage where no one was walking for a while, Roland encountered the first monster in his adventurer's career.

In front of him, several goblins that are very common in Western Fantasy were slowly spit out by the walls of the dungeon, and while letting out an ugly roar, they pounced towards Roland, for this kind of thing, he didn't even bother to do anything, just his eyes were slightly fixed, and the dazzling electric light pierced the bodies of these monsters, making them corpses.

But after death, the corpses of these monsters quickly lost their color, became like ashes, and finally dissipated directly into powder, leaving only a small magic stone.

Then, from the shadows on the ground, blue-gray arms reached out and picked up the loot belonging to Roland.

"It's really alive......"

With a subtle expression, Roland walked over to the wall that had become unusual, scanning the surrounding scene.

The surroundings seem to be very empty, and there are no other monsters, after all, it is the first layer, and adventurers who come and go have to pass through here, and it is difficult for any monsters to exist.

However, after personal contact, Roland can understand why teaming up can become the mainstream, because there is no such thing as a teleportation point in this living dungeon, and if you want to go to the next level, you can only rely on yourself to go step by step.

It's okay to say that the upper floors are a little deeper, and I'm afraid it will take weeks to go back and forth in the deeper places, plus this dungeon itself is also a living thing, but it will not only refresh monsters in a fixed area and time, monsters will be abruptly refreshed when you are in a hard battle, or injured, and join the battle, if you rely on yourself, it will be too troublesome.

Roland glanced at the other passages around him, felt the faint sound coming from inside, and no longer hesitated, and continued to walk down.

There was no reason to even use Esther to start exercising, and it was clear that the location of the Pact Spirit was here, but the Key of All Spirits still didn't give a message.

Roland was moving at an almost breakneck pace, and his purpose today was not to train himself, but to confirm something.

"The difficulty of the tenth layer is starting to gradually increase......

Erupting with fire in an almost extravagant manner, Roland crossed the shattered cavern that had been blown up by himself to the staircase leading to the thirteenth floor.

He didn't do it out of the desire to destruct, but simply to save trouble.

The dungeon is alive.,Will give birth to monsters.,Different floors are like its organs.,Once damaged, it will repair itself.,And this duty,It's greater than its instinct as a monster's lair.,During the repair period,The frequency of monsters will be greatly reduced.。

Thanks to this, Roland didn't even have to worry about revealing anything, and under such terrifying firepower, Roland could move far faster than the others.

With continuous exploration at this speed, it won't be long before his expedition progress today can catch up with the first echelon of Olarie.

But at this moment, the expression on his face was not relaxed or meaningless, but solemn.

The Key to All Souls has no message.

He was about to enter the mid-level realm, but he still hadn't received a clear hint of discovering the Covenant Spirit, if it weren't for the sublimation intuition brought about by the elevation of the Divine Throne after the contract was released, he could vaguely find out where the Covenant Spirit went, I'm afraid he would have felt that he had found the wrong place.

You must know that the current scope of the Key of All Souls is only the entire Fuyuki City, and if it is not perceptible in the mid-level realm, it only represents one thing.

"At the depths, no...... Could it be the progress of the first line of the raiders, or even the places that the expedition team has not yet reached? ”

Roland sighed, which made Esther, who was next to him, pick up his hand and rub it on his head.

This is Roland's reward for her when she is happy, and Esther wants to comfort Roland in the same way, and she looks at Roland with a blank face.

"Esther is the master's sword, no matter what the road ahead, I will face it with the master."

Looking at Esther's beautiful eyes, Roland subconsciously rubbed his silver hair, which felt as good as silk.

"Of course, this is our contract, and Esther will always be my sword."

Esther's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he didn't speak, but just closed his eyes, and there was a hint of enjoyment on his expressionless pretty face.

"Anyway, on the first day, I didn't even open up the situation, and I don't need to rush it, and then, no matter what, I'm going to explore the known area, even if it's just to expand the map of the Black Shadow Corps."

The power of the Dark Shadow Kingdom can allow Roland to move freely through the shadows, but it is not omnipotent, and if it does not give specific orders such as corresponding clues or previous locations, the Black Shadow Legion can only search in the same way as looking for a needle in a haystack.

Roland didn't stay any longer, and led Esther into the thirteenth floor, and as soon as he entered this area, he felt refreshed.

Although it is a traditional cave terrain with stone paths with no end in sight, the air is filled with the smell of fire.

As the first level of the middle level, the monsters here have been officially recognized as lv2 in the guild's certification, and there are even more people who can use magic.

At this early hour, this passage was empty, and that was exactly what Roland wanted.

"So, let's start experimenting."

Roland stretched and put his hand close to the dungeon's walls.

"Let's see if it's the gods that this dungeon hates or the simple person itself."

The scorching energy continued to emanate from the palm of his hand, causing the surrounding walls to crack horribly, and lava flowed like blood.

It is a well-known fact that the gods are not allowed to enter the dungeon, because once they enter, it will cause the dungeon to fight back wildly.

There must be a painful lesson in the formation of any precepts, and now that the dungeon has no more monster waves rushing to the ground, and the gods have not taken the initiative to enter the dungeon, the situation of peace and quiet between the two is the result of the beginning.

But this rule is not absolute, if the god who has been sealed with divine power is not afraid of death, and does not take the initiative to burst out of divine power, he can jump left and right next to the red line of this rule.

And is the same true of forces of a similar nature?

Roland's eyes were full of anticipation as he looked at the walls that had completely turned into melted ice cream.

In a few moments, the surrounding ground cracked, and the terrain of the passage began to move as if it had come to life, and they all struggled to entangle themselves with the scorching firelight.

It wasn't until it was completely extinguished that a crack suddenly appeared in the wreckage of the wall.

Then, a magic stone so large that it was almost as tall as Roland's entire person fell out of it, with strange fire patterns on its surface.

What's going on...... Gestures?

He used his power to hurt the dungeon, but the expected monster did not appear, and the dungeon that he beat took the initiative to convert this power into magic stones and send it up.

Roland walked forward slowly, touching this strange magic stone, feeling the hidden energy and faint consciousness in it.

It was a chaotic intimacy.

This dungeon is inviting Roland.

Invite him to be one of his own, to be his strongest child, and it tells Roland a bright future in which he will have a body even more powerful than the legendary black dragon, with inexhaustible power enough to incinerate everything on earth with flames.

This magic stone is an example of his combination of Roland's own powers.

"Heh," Roland chuckled, his gaze became cold, and the imprint of the dragon charm flashed in his eyes for a long time, and he spat out flames from his mouth, turning the magic stone in front of him into ashes along with the consciousness.

"You think you're also half the world?"

(End of chapter)