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[FLOOR 10 (BOSS CHAMBER COMPLETE) — HELL DIFFICULTY]
[Rating: SSS]
[Enemies Defeated: 1]
[Rewards:]
[+100,000 Tower Coins]
[+20,000 EXP]
[Item Drop: B-Rank Threadlight Lantern]
[Infinite Reward Multiplier — Activated!]
[Multiplier: x1,000,000]
[Reward Adjusted:]
[+100,000,000,000 Tower Coins]
[+20,000,000,000 EXP]
[Item Upgraded: B-Rank Threadlight Lantern → SSS-Rank Lantern of Supreme Execution]
---
Kael’s eyes widened.
"...What?"
Before he could even process the absurd rewards, the screen changed.
Warning messages rapidly appeared one after another.
---
[WARNING!]
[WARNING!]
[Massive Energy Influx Detected.]
[Host Body Unable To Safely Process Reward.]
[Commencing Reward Conversion.]
---
A cold sensation spread throughout his body.
Then came another notification.
---
[Energy Conversion Complete.]
[Energy Redirected To Host Body.]
[Initiating Full Body Reconstruction.]
---
Kael’s smile froze.
Something about those words sounded very dangerous.
"Wait."
But before he could finish, another notification appeared before him.
---
[Due To Extreme Pain During Reconstruction Process...]
[Host Consciousness Will Be Temporarily Suspended.]
---
"...Hold on."
Unfortunately, the system wasn’t interested in hearing his opinion.
The moment the message appeared, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion crashed into him.
His vision blurred.
His legs gave out.
And before he could utter another word, darkness swallowed him whole.
His body collapsed onto the chamber floor.
Then he fell asleep.
---
Meanwhile...
Far, far away.
Beyond countless worlds.
Beyond endless stretches of space.
On a planet drenched entirely in blood.
Corpses covered the surface from horizon to horizon.
Billions upon billions of bodies littered the ruined world.
Blood flowed like rivers.
The sky itself had turned crimson.
At the center of this endless massacre stood a towering figure.
A headless executioner.
An axe rested in one hand.
A lantern floated beside it.
Its appearance was nearly identical to the boss Kael had just defeated.
But only nearly.
Because this one radiated a level of terror that made the clone seem insignificant.
This was the original.
The real Silen.
The Wandering Executioner.
Suddenly, the floating lantern flickered.
The countless faces trapped within it stirred.
One by one, they emerged.
Thousands.
Millions.
All turning toward the same distant direction.
A direction impossibly far away.
Then every face opened its mouth.
An ear-piercing screech erupted from the lantern.
"Fanatic."
"Fanatic."
"Fanatic."
The voices merged together into one horrifying chorus.
"All fanatics must be eliminated."
"For the Emperor."
The towering executioner moved.


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