Daisianwei’s eyes were wide open, staring at the scars on Will’s neck, and she was stunned.
She was all too familiar with them…
She had even wanted to leave marks on him…
But they had already appeared…
“Some scars don’t disappear quickly after healing, for example, scars from being completely severed. Of course, there are also some marks etched onto the skin by physical weapons. Perhaps because they are more like scars?”
“In other words… you…”
Will chuckled and tightened the collar a little more, perfectly covering the healed marks on his neck.
“You don’t know me well enough, or you would have guessed it. With my personality, I definitely wouldn’t let them sacrifice one by one while I just watched.”
He smiled meaningfully.
After being “revived,” Daisianwei discovered…
She needed to understand the man before her all over again.
He described his own “death” so casually—something that Daisianwei, who believed she would never die, could have done.
“You died once first!?”
Daisianwei sat on the smooth ground.
She could already feel it; the Death Hall had completely withered. The Death Hall, with its staggering 230 floors, all related to “death” and “endings,” a place that should have been the ultimate destination for the entire world, had been “cleared.”
The way to clear a Dungeon was to defeat the “Emperor.”
But there wasn’t only one way: “killing.”
It was negating her “world.”
However, in most cases, the way to negate a person was to kill them.
“That’s right. After clearing a hundred floors, didn’t you notice? For a while, I was hiding inside the Fire Dragon and didn’t appear.”
Will squatted down, meeting Daisianwei’s gaze.
This action wasn’t meant to show “respect,” but rather “curiosity.”
He seemed eager to look into Daisianwei’s eyes—without malice or kindness, purely neutrally wanting to speak while staring into her eyes.
“You… you severed your own… neck?”
“Yes. Beheading doesn’t hurt at all, and you can even retain consciousness of your body for a few minutes. Honestly, it’s quite fun.”
“Madman.”
“Don’t say that. You’re much more terrifying than me in that regard.”
Daisianwei felt that Will’s “hatred” towards her wasn’t very obvious, perhaps because their direct interactions were indeed few.
He faced Daisianwei with ease, like a “victor” or rather a “winner.”
“Why did you choose such a method of death?”
“How should I put it? I had already seen the data; scars don’t heal. So, any exposed part of me had the risk of being discovered by you.”
Will spread his hands.
“After thinking about it, I chose a method of death that caused the least damage, was the most decisive, and was easiest to identify as having revived. And, it was a method of death that something could completely conceal.”
As he explained, he stood up and extended a hand, indicating that Daisianwei could take his hand and stand.
But he didn’t continue speaking. Instead, he turned his head and looked at his teammates standing some distance away.
The other three seemed to know what he wanted to say to Daisianwei, so they waited for him about three meters away. He waved them over.
“Do you remember? I set an alarm clock. The time on the alarm clock was the time of my revival. I was estimating a time when I could wait for them to return.”
“You know perfectly well that I wasn’t asking about operational reasons like that… Since the Death Hall was established, no one has ever died by ‘suicide,’ not a single one.”
“Didn’t I say? I wouldn’t let them die and stand by. I had to test whether this method was feasible first.”
“…”
“Ah, so you wanted to praise my resolve? Then thank you.”
“You infuriating person.”
“Moreover, if, as you said, death is an ‘ending,’ then I have invalidated that statement, haven’t I? My death… wasn’t walking towards an ending, but forging a key to surpass the ending.”
“…”
)Ling Moudian Ling Scar Wu Si Lu! Ba Qi Qi After hearing this, Daisianwei finally reached out and took Will’s palm, standing up.
“And… the person I trust the most told me that there’s no such thing as death, only by doing this can one find a way, and she tried it. So why should I hesitate?”
Daisianwei knew Will was referring to Shuna.
Therefore… Shuna had passed on this method of clearing the dungeon, which Daisianwei herself didn’t know, to others.
In that case, Daisianwei truly… lost wholeheartedly.
“…Alright.”
She stood up and looked at her own body.
Although she was naked, she felt no shame—perhaps, more than her clothes, she wanted to tidy her messy hair.
She found herself homeless.
Truly… homeless.
The Emperor of the Dungeon, after being cleared, should have died within it, returning to that corridor to await the next time they would become a new Emperor in a brand-new Dungeon.
But now, she had no idea what she could do.
Because she could no longer participate in this process. Everyone else went from life to death, but only she went from death to life.
In the new world, what would she do to make a living?
…Make a living?
Why… did she think of such a word?
It was strange.
Daisianwei looked up at the man she couldn’t comprehend.
His brown hair had a trace of bloodstains—perhaps from Daisianwei’s body earlier. After all, he had carried her head and kicked her directly into the sky; some brain matter might have splattered, right?
He wore ordinary glasses, like a shrewd merchant—which made sense, as he was the son of a merchant.
He had defeated the Death Hall, in his own way, using everyone he could.
“Will, I have a question.”
“What? Are you wondering what you should do after you get out? Oh, I’ve already thought of it for you.”
Will suddenly leaned closer, lifted her hair, and rubbed it thoughtfully.
“Look, such beautiful silver hair, a somewhat thin body, a pale face, and vampire red eyes and fangs… it’s perfect for…”
“You… don’t think strange things.”
Daisianwei pulled her hair away from his hand.
“It’s perfect to be the Association’s mascot girl.”
“…Eh?”
“Hmm, everyone will surely pity you and dare not speak loudly to you. But Daisianwei, your personality is very strong; you’ll definitely refute them all. Not bad, not bad.”
“You…”
“And, being the mascot girl of a Dungeon Emperor, isn’t that super prestigious?”
“Hey…”
“And still so beautiful, a vampire~”
“That’s enough.”
Daisianwei felt that she finally understood, just a little, why those three women were so strangely obsessed with this man.
He was not quite normal.
Definitely, absolutely not normal.
But… alright, Daisianwei admitted, he was indeed charming. Charmingly insane.
“Okay, what were you going to ask?”
It was just…
Why was he like this?
As Carver’s son, his fate shouldn’t have been like this, and he… shouldn’t have escaped “the end” so easily.
He should have just been…
An ordinary person.
An ordinary person, just like Daisianwei now, like them standing in the distance, and even like her who considered herself the “heroine,” Shuna.
“Will, during the process of reviving, I felt the sensations of the three of them reviving, and only then did I feel my own survival.”
“Oh? An interesting statement.”
“But…” Daisianwei looked at his grinning face. “That light beam—I don’t even know what magic you used. When it pierced me, I felt nothing. It just made me finally able to accept myself now…”
“…Mm.”
Will nodded, indicating he was listening.
“If, when everyone revives, they experience the most important ‘thought,’ ‘idea’… or perhaps ‘memory’ that makes them want to live, like a slideshow, then… what did you experience?”
Daisianwei looked at Will seriously.
At this moment, she felt a slight return to her former self as the “Emperor of the Death Hall.”
A relentless pursuit of life and death.
“What exactly made you feel that you are alive here?”
“Ah, that… is a memory that doesn’t belong here, belonging to me and a certain senior…”
Will took a deep breath. He had just begun, as if wanting to speak, but then stopped abruptly.
“Never mind. Let’s consider it a secret. Time is running out, and I have to leave with them first.”
“Wh-what’s running out? You finish telling me, and didn’t you already… defeat the final BOSS? What else do you need to do?”
“See, in many, many stories, this often happens—after the final BOSS dies, the mastermind behind the entire incident is revealed.”
Will looked at the door, but instead of leaving through it, he walked towards the teleportation gate to the corridor that Liya had opened.
“Now, it’s time to meet that mastermind.”
