The sky remains the unchanging scorching sun of the Dungeon, rising along the same trajectory as usual.
The light and heat emitted seem the same as in previous days, but the term "scorching sun" somehow feels lifeless.
The long-sighted sky feels devoid of vitality, operating like a machine.
The relentless wind and snow of both day and night eventually ceased today.
Perhaps waiting for the next notice of the shrinking safety zone, or perhaps knowing that an important event is happening today.
Whatever the reason, on an important day, even the wind and snow must make way.
Providing a platform and bright weather for today's matter.
A crimson Teleportation Gate appeared at a certain location, and Raphael stepped out of it with his teammates.
This place was precisely where he was to meet the allied Explorer Squads.
Upon his arrival, quite a few Explorers were already waiting.
Due to varying distances, some people had arrived early.
