Chapter 116

It was at Lower Solia.

Peruda was fighting a tough battle.

“At this rate…”

To explain why he was having a tough time, he was having a hard time escaping Lower Solia, which was like a maze.

He was trying to stop the corpses from crawling out of Lower Solia and spread to the Main Plaza and other directions. He had been sealing off every entrance that lead to Lower Solia. Now, he was trapped in Lower Solia and unable to escape.

‘The pathways are too complicated.’

Thinking he should block the pathways more tightly and thoroughly, Peruda walked into Lower Solia just a little bit. However, by the time he realized it, before long, he was trapped in Lower Solia. He had been wondering around for a very long time.

“How many hours has it been… No, how many days has it been?”

He was not sure about his sense of time.

Peruda could not know how long it had been since he was trapped here. However, he could tell one thing for certain.

Somebody in Lower Solia was getting in his way of escaping this place.

He knew because…

“Damn it, again…”

It felt like he had been going in circles, so Peruda had been putting marks on the floor or the sewer walls so he would not get confused. However, someone had been tempering with the marks, and Peruda noticed this.

‘Someone is changing the path marks.’

It seemed Peruda was anxious. He mumbled with a serious look on his face.

The direction of the dirty water’s flow, locations of makeshift plate bridges, narrow paths between buildings that look similar, and even sheets of fabrics that were placed to hide hidden pathways… Everything was changing little by little.

“God damn it… I can’t get out.”

“… Guuurrr.”

Getting lost was not the only problem.

There were pitch-black eyes corpses swinging their claws at Peruda who was circling and circling Lower Solia.

“Tsk.”

Having heard the cry coming from the back, Peruda cringed and twitched his fingers he had lowered earlier.

“Guuu…. Ugh…”

There was a corpse that was approaching Peruda, but it was stopped by sharp vines that came out of the ground which pierced its legs.

“Could these things have done it?”

The pathway in Lower Solia was changing. Wondering if it was done by the corpses, Peruda looked at it. Peruda shook his head.

‘No, these runts do not have any intelligence.’

Peruda used plant roots to pierce the corpse’s body and restrain it. It was like kabob with meat. Peruda closely observed the corpse’s body and ground his teeth.

‘It is being controlled by someone, but it is definitely a corpse. It is a dead person.’

The corpse was struggling while being pierced by the vines. It was moving its arm toward Peruda, struggling.

The vine that pierced its leg had penetrated and came out above its shoulder. Despite that, instead of losing strength, the corpse was struggling even more.

‘It is like a puppet.’

Even when its arms were cut off, and even when its head was chopped off, the corpse moved. For the first time in his life, Peruda hated his innate magic type.

‘Only if I could use some other type of magic..’

To eliminate the corpses, what Peruda needed was actually flame type magic. However, he was not able to use flame magic.

It was because he was born with the innate type that was the exact opposite of the flame. With plant magic as the innate type, using flame magic was impossible for Peruda.

“… I have never been to Lower Solia. To think that it would become such a huddle….”

Leaving the restrained corpse behind, Peruda started to walk again. He then heard someone’s voice.

“Magic Tower’s Head, Peruda.”

“…?”

From somewhere inside the sewer, there was an echo of some man’s voice.

“Let’s do a trade.”

Peruda was surprised. He started to walk toward the direction where the voice came from.

“It’s pointless.”

Peruda came to the place where he thought the voice was coming from. However, it was just an empty place. He looked around the area.

“In the Lower Solia, eye sight and hearing are not very useful. The only important one is the sense of smell.”

Having heard the voice, Peruda put on a violent look on his face. With a weary look, Peruda asked,

“Who… are you?”

After a brief moment of silence, a response could be heard from the man,