- If you’re still alive, go to where the thunder sleeps within five days.

The message echoed across the world, and it was in a language that the majority of Overminds couldn’t comprehend.

However, every Player instantly understood the message.

“Specter is calling us.”

“To go to…”

“The Wailing Mountains.”

The Players scattered throughout the world looked up at the clear skies and started moving with one destination in mind.

***

The massive throne room felt cold and empty. It was so quiet that it was hard to believe that there were over a hundred people in the throne room.

“...”

The emperor was sitting with his legs crossed and his chin in his hand. His face was expressionless. He looked more arrogant than regal.

However, the haughty air about him made everyone hold their breath as if he was a valuable artifact that they couldn’t afford to touch.

“The place where the thunder sleeps. Have you found where it is?”

His vassals did not dare to lift their heads because they still hadn’t found it.

“Dungeon Master.”

“Y-Yes, Your Majesty,” replied Bart in a shaky voice.

He was the Dungeon Master of the empire.

“What did he say?”

“W-Well…”

Bart started trembling like a leaf as he held the piece of paper in his hands.

When the emperor’s cold eyes landed on him, his shaking intensified.

Prince Digor...