Giant Fist walked towards the altar. 

“Wai—!” Chi-Woo paused. He had to stop Giant Fist, had to pull him back. However, it didn’t seem like Giant Fist would listen to him; he had already made up his mind. Chi-Woo wasn’t sure he would be able to crack Giant Fist’s determination. There was no way for him to change his friend’s mind...

‘No, there is a way.’

4. Others

-> [World’s Milestone] is currently active.

Chi-Woo shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled it out with the die. He felt conflicted as he stared at it, but then Giant Fist had made it on top of the altar. Chi-Woo cast the die, silently chanting, ‘Please!’

[Rolling the World’s Milestone.]

The seven-sided die drew a curved line in the air and fell onto the ground, stopping the moment it landed without rolling at all. 

[Result: Three stars]

[Consuming innate ability, [Blessed] Luck (85 -> 82)]

Chi-Woo’s breath hitched. He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again. However, the reality didn’t change. There were still three stars on the die’s top face.

[The World’s flow is slowly heading to a designated place.]

Chi-Woo closed and opened his eyes almost reluctantly. 

[Fail. An incident has occurred.]

His heart sank.

[The cursed ones heading to the base camp have stopped moving.]

‘They’ve stopped moving?’ Chi-Woo grew hopeful reading the message. ‘Can it be—’.

[Several cursed ones are in turmoil. They bare their fangs as their bodies grow in size. Some of the cursed ones heading to base camp are undergoing faster mutations.]

Chi-Woo blanched, and his lips trembled. Rather than helping him turn the grave situation around, the die had worsened it further.

‘Of all the things that could...