Where Did The Head Go?
Editor: EbonyFrost
Kieran was chatting with Herbert in the reception parlor.
While they were talking about casual stuff that was of zero relevance, they were actually communicating through the words their fingers wrote.
Suddenly, Kieran's writing finger stopped.
[Triggered Special Event: The Fated Battle]
[Based on your current progress and performance in the current dungeon world, you cannot reject this special event!]
[The Fated Battle: Bearing the name of the heir to the Emperor, Royalty and the Royal Bloodline, most of the Mutants have acknowledged your existence. With Carderweld's guidance, the mortal enemy of the old Emperor was lured forth and this will be a prolonged battle. You need to assure the victory of the Neegor Dynasty!]
[Based on your performance on the special event, you will acquire different dungeon clear ratings!]
"Special event that I cannot reject?" Kieran frowned. It was the first time he encountered such restrictions.