Chapter 349 Party 6
349 Party 6
"We're finally here…"
I exhaled, leaning against the windowsill as I gazed out at the sprawling landscape below.
From the fourth floor of our lodging, the view was surprisingly serene—the town of Savel stretched out beneath us, a blend of bustling merchant activity and the occasional quiet alleyway.
Beyond that, the dark silhouette of the distant forest swayed with the night breeze, carrying with it a crisp, fresh scent that was oddly calming.
My mind, however, wasn't at ease.
[The Unmanned Cult]
That was the name of the dungeon we'd be tackling tomorrow.
It was scheduled to open at midnight, though there was no real need for us to rush in immediately.
A dungeon designed to test a player's reaction time, control, and party management—in simpler terms, it was a combat simulator against humanoid opponents, where enemy attack patterns constantly shifted and adapted.
Inside, humanoid golems patrolled the ruins, but unlike the imperial constructs stationed in this town, the ones within
The Unmanned Codex were remnants of a forgotten era—ancient relics of a civilization lost to time.
If my memory served me right, the lore behind the dungeon tied back to a mad scientist from centuries before the Eastern Empire was founded.
His name was Unma, a martial artist and an archmagus who had sought to merge martial arts with advanced technology.
And… he succeeded.
The golems inside the dungeon weren't just mindless machines; they were living embodiments of combat mastery, programmed with the knowledge of generations of fighters and enhanced with mechanical precision.
A man capable of creating artificial warriors that rivaled human masters.
No wonder the people of his time killed him.
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