Having achieved his goal, Greg resumed leading the exploration with complete satisfaction. Their next objective was clear: fulfill the conditions for triggering the Hidden Mini-Boss.
Drawing on his memories as a player, Greg began guiding them through the prerequisites for triggering the Hidden Mini-Boss, one by one.
The conditions were rather tedious and seemingly unrelated: kill a particular type of monster in each of three specific areas, collect several drops that were usually overlooked, and pause briefly at a few specific coordinates.
Although Victoria and Sylvia found some of Greg's instructions a little strange, his earlier performance and familiarity with the Dungeon persuaded them to trust him and cooperate.
Along the way, at the end of a dead end littered with shattered pottery that appeared to have once been a storeroom, they spotted a small, squat altar built from rough black stone.
There were no offerings on the altar. Its surface was covered in thick dust, as though it had been abandoned for countless years.
"Why is there an altar here?"
Sylvia asked softly, confusion in her pink eyes.
"And there's nothing being worshipped on it, either."
"Who knows? Maybe people back then had unusual hobbies." Victoria looked it over a few times, found nothing of interest, and soon lost interest.
But as a goddess, Nightmare naturally noticed something unusual about the place. "Can you sense it, my other half? There's a troublesome fellow in there."
"Yes, I know."
Greg offered no further explanation.
Because this place was one of the ultimate objectives of his expedition.
But not yet.
Once they had fulfilled the triggering conditions, they would have to return here.
The three then left the dead end and took another route forward.
Sylvia's gaze passed over Victoria, who was walking at the front, before settling on Greg beside