Give You a Second Choice

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This was a tremor that swept through the entire Man-made Labyrinth.

The tremor had not come without warning.

After all, when Dionysus had been repatriated earlier, the Man-made Labyrinth had likewise been rocked by violent tremors, throwing many people into panic.

Moreover, fierce battles had been raging continuously at the altars where the Fairy Clones were stationed. All manner of tremors, shocks, and quakes had never ceased, so this sudden shaking did not seem all that abrupt to many people.

Yet, with the arrival of this tremor, the adventurers of all six forces discovered in astonishment that the Fairy Clones, which had been fiercely attacking them, had stopped.

"Bzz!"

All around them, magic circuits flickered in and out, causing the Rings to flicker as well.

The Magic Circles that had continuously rained firepower upon the adventurers vanished one after another. Even the omnipresent magic power disappeared, as though the source of a flowing river had been cut off.

The Fairy Clones' unceasing songs also abruptly fell silent, catching many people off guard.

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"Why did they stop?"

The adventurers across the various battlefields could not help but halt as well. They looked at one another, wary of making any rash moves, as unease and unrest gradually spread.

"...My thumb doesn't hurt anymore."

Finn, covered in quite a few wounds, licked his thumb with a deep frown.

"What's this supposed to be? Do monsters call a ceasefire too?"

Bete brutally kicked a Colorful Monster to pieces, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a charred arm that had been splashed by Corrosive Liquid. A feral gleam still flashed in his eyes.

"Great Secret Technique..."

Riveria looked somewhat disheveled. Her hand gripped her staff tightly, and she still stood atop a Magic Circle, not