Standing on the riverbank, Isaac raised his index finger, feeling the Magic Power flowing past his fingertip. He narrowed his eyes slightly. 'The world of the Wilderness Dungeon is descending into chaos...'
'It seems the predicament of humanity in this world is quite severe.' According to the Empire's records, during the previous openings of the Endless Tower, the powerful individuals who were pulled in had a very low desire for combat. The vast majority of fights were internal conflicts among the participants themselves.
After all, a world that limited one's upper potential yet forcibly gathered all Transcendents was a rare opportunity!
Every time the Endless Tower opened, a few behemoths would be shattered!
But the Wilderness Dungeon today seemed different. Based on the rough information he sensed from the Magic Power, there was very little "internal strife." Most of the fighting was against local factions.
