That day, his face was drained of its color.
He was so shocked that he forgot about breathing for an entire minute. His legs had grown weak, his heart had pounded like war drums. The feeling of dread and awe had remained with him for days.
Meanwhile, Victor ignored the shocked expressions on the faces of the recruits and continued his speech.
"Every dungeon that appears is a fight for survival. If we win and massacre them, their world would be destroyed, converted to our soul energy, and then used to advance our world... and vice versa."
"Small worlds like the E-rank to A-rank dungeons require fewer people to clear and destroy. But S-rank and above... require the help of the entire world."
His voice grew grim as he spoke the final line.
"S-ranked to SSS-ranked dungeons are not to be taken lightly… because a single mistake can bring upon the destruction of an entire world."
