Tenbain, an unknown dungeon in the North.
Against the breakouts of sickle carrying Ghost-type Monsters, there was a troop advancing to oppose them.
“Complete dismantling of the traps!”
“A horde of Monsters, 30 meters ahead. Approximately 25 of them.”
“Clerics, Blessing. The Warriors equipped with full sets, lead the advance.”
The Champion of Blood, Deimond, leading the Predators of the Land guild.
A force of one of the top 50 guilds in the Central continent.
In possessions of three castles, all with high tax rate set.
Users living there had issued their complaints, but they were all suppressed by the guild’s overwhelming force.
Those that resisted were often punished.
But that’s not all. Whether they were users of other guilds or of another kingdom, the Predators of the Land slaughtered them all indiscriminately.
“Kill them. So they can’t get a foothold on our land again!”
While growing and lacking of equipment and money, the so-called outlaw guild.
Based of their forces, they were triumphant, but at the end of the attack from the alliances of the guilds, they faced their destruction!
Now, they were forced to become wanderers, away from the Central continent.
They wandered and made their way toward the north.
“Yesh. This, it must be the Boss Monster Death Lord’s place.”
Deimond’s motivation soared.
Owning castles or towns, that was the easy part. Not needing to mind about maintaining guild alliances with others nor care for the sizeable growth of the guild; all they needed to do for now was to concentrate on only hunting and questing for themselves!
The Predators of the Land’s growth of power was continuing in full swing, without having to care for influencing the fattest of castles or towns, nothing can beat their enjoyment of playing Royal Road.
“Suban, pay full attention. Maban, Attack!”
The Barbarian Warrior Suban fiercely wielded his ax with both hands.
Monsters were flocking to him.
The Theif Maban stuck out of the Monsters’ shadows and attacked them with poisonous daggers.
Predators of the Land, although numbering many more than any of the other guilds, the working relationship between them was excellent.
While leading the combatants of the Predators of the Land, Deimond led then up till the end of Tenbain dungeon, and hunted the Death Lord.
And then, as a reward, they received one statement.
Will instill fear in all - If you want to walk on the Road of Death, then find the temple that has disappeared from mankind’s memories.
Deimond wrack his head and began to investigate.
“Create fear. Lost temple. What the hell is this?”
Though he enjoyed plundering and killing, Deimond was not slow-witted. Even if this was something seemingly trivial, the phrase had somewhat of a presence; thusly, not negligible.
“If we go and check on the history of the Versailles Continent, it aint going to be helpful. It states here…'disappeared from mankind’s memories'…”
Suban also showed signs of being intrigued.
“Quite unique, huh. Wherever we will look or ask, there isn’t going to be some concrete explanation regarding it.”
“Then it’s better to shift our focuses to the missing temple, yea? If not, then we have to collect more clues on it.”
Deimond, together with his colleagues, covertly probed the hidden rooms in the dungeon seeking for information. They casually picked up random unknown written objects and assembled the lot.
Ohhh! This world is shrouded in darkness. The empire's destruction, and it seems like the Versailles Continent may meets its end on this year.
There is nothing at all that can escape from the hands of death.
Their prison of death and their followers are exponentially growing.
They listed the many strange legends from an array of residents from various nearby towns.
“My grandfather’s grandfather, rather, the story have been passed down long since the time before my grandfather’s; for some reason, people could not carelessly talk about the past of the earlier days of the Nippleheim Empire.”
“There are unusually a lot of traces of the destroyed castles that are at the ruins of the Nippleheim Empire. Why are there a lot of traces? If it weren’t for the lot of Monsters invasion, then their fort or castles wouldn’t have fallen.”
They got more and more clues.
In some Grandfather’s home, he showed a booklet that has been handed down.