As if responding to everyone's thoughts, bright lamps suddenly lit up overhead—stretching all the way from the entrance to the square. A flash of light appeared above every intersection, and soon the entire dungeon seemed to have entered broad daylight.
Even the square, which had been shrouded in darkness moments ago, now looked as bright as day.
The square was completely different from the rest of the dungeon. Judging by the other areas, this had clearly once been a place where humans lived, yet the square had been altered beyond recognition. It had obviously been remodeled later on. At its center stood a massive altar, and in the middle of that altar was an enormous bonfire.
Reflected by the lights overhead, flames abruptly blazed to life atop the bonfire the instant the lamps lit up.
At that moment, rows upon rows of people knelt on the altar around the bonfire. They wore identical black clothing and looked exceptionally strange.
"Humans?" White Turtledove's eyes showed doubt. If there really were humans here, this would be quite the find. Had they completed the SSS-Rank Mission and stumbled upon a necromancer's lair while they were at it?
That would also explain why they had found those undead creatures on the floor above...
Rifan's two subordinates had died because of the undead creatures back then, but who here would care about his feelings? Since they had accepted this mission, they should have been prepared to die for it.
White Turtledove and Uther exchanged a glance. In that instant, they practically decided that Rifan's two subordinates had died for nothing. White Turtledove walked straight up the altar steps, his amiable voice ringing out across the altar. "Hello, everyone. We're mercenaries who have come from afar, and we'd like to ask you a few questions..."
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