The seemingly unending tremors across the Underworld finally stopped. Kim Jin-Woo could no longer feel them shaking the Grand Labyrinth, and the deafening roar was no more.

“Is it finally over?” he asked. The tremors had gone on for so long that even Kim Jin-Woo, who would normally be unfazed by such a thing, had grown weary. He said, “For now, let’s keep the ice walls up. Angela, I need you to check on the outside. Can you do that?”

“That’s not difficult at all,” Angela replied. She was the only being who could escape to the Red Castle located in the Back Floor whenever she wanted, and was thus overflowing with confidence.

“Still, be careful. The Underworld is a relentless bastard,” Kim Jin-Woo remarked.

No matter how great the power of a Highlord may be, it couldn’t be compared to the monster called the Underworld that had endured for an incalculable amount of time. He cautioned Angela several times.

“I understand. If anything happens, I’ll return here immediately.” Angela walked away smiling broadly, which seemed contrary to the concerns Kim Jin-Woo had just raised.

“Will she be okay?” Dominique’s face darkened...