Chapter 544 – Pyramid of Incarnation (9)
Piles of stones surrounding the stairs!
I took a step back and looked at something like a trace of civilization. It was because I had the experience of accidentally touching a ruin like this in my college days and eventually breaking the door with force.
Like a puzzle game, you can mess with it once and get fucked. Let’s look calmly and act.
‘Am I putting feathers in this?’
Dodging the stone, I touched the griffon’s feather to the door. Once the Emerald Tombstone had achieved the target standard, the shabby door did not respond.
It’s not locked It is open, but the other side is bare floor.
‘Are you saying you can’t break this door with force?’
It could be broken if forced to break it, but it wouldn’t lead to the next layer.
The swirl of feathers engraved on the door must be a hint. I wrestled with the door and the surrounding stones for a while, but the problem was not easily solved. The compass butterfly was also silent here.
“Fuck.”
Originally, these ruins were carefully dug over a period of several months.
No answer to the question came out even after picking up poor excuses. After wrestling with it for a while, I sketched the original arrangement of the stones in my notebook and moved the pile of stones.
‘There are no hints other than the picture drawn on the door, so this must be correct.’
A picture of 1-2-3-4 feathers flying in order from southeast to northwest!
I couldn’t understand it at first glance because it was a sloppy picture, but there were 10 feathers in the picture. I piled stones according to the number and direction, and put feathers in the gaps.
─Kurrure.
Perhaps, as long as the order and numbers were correct, I could have just superimposed the feathers on the stone somehow? A distorted space was created inside the shabby door. It is a bonus that the emerald tombstone appeared and announced success.
“Oh yeah!”
I cheered with half relief and half joy.
In the present world, the threat of
Even if you can’t be laid-back, you can be forgiven for taking some time in your heart.
Stepping into a space like a warp gate, I read the text on the emerald tombstone.
《The king of the Anzu tribe, a divine beast, stole the divine tablets of prophecy from their main god in order to become the ruler of Sumeria.
However, the moment he learned of the predetermined doom written there, he rebelled against the god by tearing off half of his wings along with his own people. When a certain monster wanted to become a god, those who were servants of the gods would have claimed themselves as monsters.
However, I didn’t know about the monsters that would be called ‘Griffons’ in the future.
In a part of the new edition that they could not interpret, the future of the divine beast who was defeated by the gods and lost glory was also recorded…》
I read and understood the short and long explanations with my eyes.
‘Looks like Griffon was once a god, just like bicorns and unicorns.’
Does it mean that the current Griffon is that the representative, who knew about Ragnarok and rebelled, and then broke the earthen pot with this guy and gave birth to only bird-headed offspring forever?
‘Like the Germania’s Asher gods, they wouldn’t have taken care to regain their original strength, so they just turned into monsters.’
It was an impossible part to fact-check, but there was no reason to doubt it.
‘What’s more important than the authenticity of this history is why Sehetefibra shows this…’
Maybe it’s because he’s acting like a kid with a second grade in middle school?
It seemed like it was correct, but considering it was simply that, I felt uncomfortable because I could see a slightly pessimistic temperament even in the puzzle.
Wasn’t the way to open the door to the underworld also filling the bowl with deadly poison?
Deadly poison and a bowl of wine.
To the owner of the throne, it was literally an icon of death.
-Woe!
When I jumped into the warp gate while contemplating Sehetefibra, the next level was also a forest.
However, it is very different from the previous layer. If the 5th floor was full of huge trees from the Cretaceous period, this was a forest that felt much more like an inhabited era. It seems like a mountain trick.
The biggest difference was the dense fog over the entire forest. I immediately buried my nose and mouth in my sleeve.
‘Poison Mist?’
If this was a countermeasure against an intruder in an ordinary ruin, spraying poison gas at an ignorant castle would have made sense, but it didn’t feel like that.
There’s also a detoxifying potion for times of need, so it’ll be fine. I carefully touched the gate I passed through again. The warp gate was not closed. It looks like you can go back.
─Fallang.
Then, the unresponsive butterfly flew up again.
The compass butterfly scattered light dust from the needle on its back.
Considering this thick fog, I feel like I understand the concept of this layer.
‘If that’s the case, there’s a way.’
The rune of ᚲ (Kenaz) was engraved in the reverse direction on the rune stone.
The material is a magic reagent taken from a stone slab. I buried the finished rune stone under the ground.
‘Let’s use this like a GPS.’
It would only respond when I came near the door, but at least it was possible to figure out where it was. I covered the ground and hid it, putting the magic item butterfly in the lead as I walked.
And when I walked only about 3 steps, I found a sense of incongruity.
I definitely exercised my master’s senses and walked in a straight line, but the reaction of the rune stone was to the south-southwest to the right. It was proof that my position had shifted diagonally to the left.
I muttered after checking the front and back.
“… Is it a mountain that makes you wander?”
Mother. I became a lost child from the fucking beginning.
He probably used the characteristics of the world inside this pyramid to twist the space.
If that’s the case, it’s a sensation and I can’t believe it. It’s like being under a “Space shift” Spell every time you walk, so what’s the use of your sense of direction? I don’t know if there is a pattern or not.
‘All I can trust is the butterfly.’
Of course, it only gives you an approximate direction and marks the way you have passed.
However, if you do it right, the mapping function is enough. Damn, what would I have done without him?
‘Butterfly compass navigation. Oh my God, it’s not some kind of gag.’
I attached a thread of mana to the butterfly while frowning her.
I can’t manipulate it directly like Ralilura, but I still have to prevent losing even the butterfly.
Anyway, where is this place? I broke a nearby tree and took a closer look.
I’m not a botanist, but there are many variables in the natural environment in this world, from geographical differences to mana differences. That’s why you can see trees that grow only in one area quite often.
‘It looks like a tree that grows wild in Romania.’
I even checked the mushrooms growing at the base of the tree, and it became clear.
Cheleil mushrooms that look white and look like pig snubs. It is a hallucinogenic mushroom that has been said to be poisonous even though it is weak.
I heard that this also grows only in Romania. Although the appearance was subtly different, it was probably because the scenery of Romania that Sehetefibra saw was from the time of ancient civilization.
Even in the modern world I live in, I know it well because I use it for numbing potions.
When I went to collect food even when I was a Labsil slave while exploring the ruins of Romania, did I hear the explanation that although it is an inedible mushroom, it is an item that makes money, so I have to keep it.
‘… Not a very good memory.’
Memories of my college days are memories of Danawa, but I couldn’t help but think of her unpleasant face. I sighed and roughly tossed the mushroom away.
─Turbuck, tumble.
I walked with my five senses sharpened. It was really hard to maintain my senses, probably because I usually leave my senses to Fran, and naturally, as if I was thinking about something else during simple labor, wandering thoughts came to my head.
‘It was random to what level you fall into. If so, this 6th floor is a watershed of sorts.’
This layer is the level design of the game.
This isn’t some kind of luck game, and if the starting layer is completely random, isn’t it too advantageous for someone who started in the lower layer? If you neglect that element of luck, the meaning of going through the ordeal will disappear.
In other words, you need to make it go upstairs somewhere.
Let’s think about it. Isn’t this a competition where you have to go down as quickly as possible?
What is the need for a challenger to rise to the top in such a survival race?
No, what was the ‘probability’ that the designer Sehetefibra thought?
‘I almost fell asleep. Is there anything else besides food and supplies?’
The placement of resources is a very important factor in dungeon design.
It is me who has often experienced trashy poop games in the 21st century. What a fucking shame it was to see games that added a hunger gauge or a food system but didn’t actually replenish that vital food supply!
‘In that sense, it only makes sense when there is food in this class. It’s a good proof that they made me wander the roads so they can’t be easily obtained, and even though they’re poisonous mushrooms that you can’t eat, you saw edible plants, right?’
No matter where the challenger’s starting point is, in the end, it was set up to hit the cock.
He even introduces himself as a master of riddles and puzzles, but he couldn’t have calculated that much.
‘… Then the next floor, the 7th floor, must be even tougher.’
In conclusion, so it is.
You can think of it as a stage with a dog-like environment that is difficult to explore without supplies, like a four-tiered desert.
It was to make the challengers who couldn’t attack turn their eyes upwards.
It would be the icing on the cake if you put some hints about supplies on the 6th floor in the middle. By the time I was furious with ‘break this on my shoulder, fuck you,’ I would have been preparing to go upstairs without even realizing it.
‘Is this butterfly also an object for fairness in competition?’
I made the compass butterfly navigation sit on my finger.
It is an item that those who started from the upper layer can obtain if they have the proper investigation power and the power to defeat the mermaid. It makes sense if you put it as an arrangement to keep the balance of the random start.
Those who started at the bottom are brought up, and those who started at the top are made to go down quickly.
Are the trials and rewards that appear in between the cutoffs to select the quality of the challenger?
‘… Looking at it that way, I think I can understand Sehetefibra’s personality.’
The identity of this royal tomb was a mystery and a quiz.
It is not a common sense quiz like what Golden Bell is, but it is a ruin designed so that even challengers from thousands of years later can beat it. It is not the purpose of boasting knowledge or technical skills.
Just like a real game, the arrangement was made with the clearing of the challenger in mind.
Sehete Fibra wants someone to come to her side.
‘… The owner of the house wants the thief to come.’
I clutched my agal hair and imagined the feeling of the little Pharaoh.
According to my guess, the pyramid is the altar of resurrection.
But the process wasn’t going to be that easy.
Why? As far as I know, there is no record of a fallen pharaoh being resurrected.
‘All the pharaohs who died in the past could not return to this world.’
If you think about it that way, the burial culture of burials of servants and slaves was also understandable.
Loneliness in the Cold Ice Hell, not knowing how long it might last after death! How terrifying is that eternity. It can be said that it is unavoidable to wish that there are people who will follow you to hell and serve you.
Since it was an era when human rights were more at risk than now, wouldn’t there be less resistance when ordering a live burial?
But Sehetefibra didn’t do that in her lifetime.
Or, in the flow of time, he destroyed the souls of his servants with his own hands.
‘Then, by any chance, what Sehetefibra wants… ‘
─Kurrureung!! An unfamiliar sound left tinnitus in my ears.
As I was rolling Elite Greatsword, I quickly woke up to notice that I wasn’t paying attention at all.
I immediately went into hiding. I put on the mask that was hanging around my neck and retrieved the butterfly.
I even tried to use invisible magic, but gave up because I wasn’t used to it. I didn’t know if only the mana flowed out and the location was discovered.
It was a wooden fence built with mana-infused trees that made the sound. The door in front of the wooden fence is opening.
Because the space was randomly distorted, a completely different place appeared in one step that I was not aware of. Either way, it’s a pretty big deal.
In another world, that wooden fence is a much stronger castle wall than walls made of stone or steel. In order to destroy it from the front, among my skills, it must be high-fire skills such as Aura and Absolute Sky Zone.
─Jeobuck, Jeobuck.
People walked out of the open gates. They were warriors equipped with leather armor and bows and swords.
The pointed corners and the good looks of the men and women were very far away and caught my eye watching them. Twenty elves were out on an expedition within that wall.
“… Her?”
But the reason I forgot that I had to hide and opened my mouth wide was because I saw a royal-like figure escorted in the center.
Longer ears than other elves, and blue hair. The snow, which looked tired, brought back memories of about a year ago and sent goose bumps down my spine. It was more unpleasant than when I reflected on my college days.
I could only tell that they weren’t the same person, but they wouldn’t be strangers with no relationship whatsoever.
“… Yerna?”
That elegant elf of Wakku was an analogue of my former advisor, Jerna Gracie.
