Nightmare

It took Atlas another hour to recover as he could finally sit up, but his head spun before settling down. He glanced around and noticed he was in a restaurant, which caused him to think, 'Looks like I'm on the forty-second floor.'

Without wasting any more time, Atlas stood up as his body cracked and his surviving monsters turned to him. He dismissed them all while scanning his surroundings with Void Sight, but he couldn't see anything.

'No monsters, it seems. Hopefully, I can get to the vault without any trouble.'

There were two dozen red Monster Cores, which he had collected before moving on, while the Rock Wyrm followed him through the corridors. Soon enough, he came to a staircase blocked by the same fences.

"Is this how the nobles made their way to the bottom?" Atlas mused with a tired smile as he surveyed his surroundings.