<The Basilisk King can only be killed by a weapon from the surface that breathes fire.>

“What?” Kim Jin-Woo couldn’t help but scowl. What’s up with this abstract clue?

Dominique looked at her master and continued to read the document. <While most basilisks have softer weak spots between their chests and chins, the Basilisk King does not have any. Even his eyes and mouth are rock-hard, so he can’t be killed with an ordinary weapon from the Underworld.>

Her sonorous voice continued, <Only the aristocrats of the deep floors can inflict damage on this immortal creature. The only other being that could kill him would be one that lives above the ground, not below it.>

At that moment, many thoughts crossed Kim Jin-Woo’s mind.

Mr. Baek had told him that Anaxtus was a skeptical fellow who had refused to actively participate in the under-war. He never revealed himself and only sent his subordinates to deal with small conflicts. Therefore, Kim Jin-Woo had assumed that Anaxtus was an obsessively calculating...