Pick Me Up Infinite Gacha! - P.M.U Chapter 231: After the Ending (2) (Part 2)

Anytng’s response indicated a clear intention to participate in the event.

Despite winning a sub-event in the last 7th Festa, not participating in the main event left some regret.

There was no need to bring a large squad.

According to the reward method, bringing just one person to the field would yield a reward box.

Anytng would likely send an elite small party to the raid. And I would probably be part of that party.

‘It has come to this.’

I sighed.

I ended up getting involved with the Rank 1 one way or another.

And in the dead of night, when Anytng logged off and other heroes were asleep.

Wiryung and I gathered in the reception room of the four-story mansion.

“Finally, that bastard will pay.”

Wiryung, after hearing the news, bit his lips firmly.

“Master Han, let me join the hunt for that scoundrel!”

“Even if you refuse, you’d still do it. You’re useless in missions.”

“Don’t worry. If I can avenge my Master, I’ll handle the oath by any means. Put me in the front. I will lead the charge…”

“That’s not happening.”

There was only one airship under urgent repair, Lucette.

Anytng was likely to send a single airship with an elite party.

Leading the charge was out of the question.

No way was I using her as a meat shield.

“Anyway…”

I gulped down the water on the reception table.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself and stay alert. If you die, we’ll suffer great losses.”

“If you say so, Master, I’ll consider it.”

“Not consider, you will do it.”

“…We’ll see when the time comes.”

Wiryung fell silent with a sulky face.

If she were a maxed level 6 hero, it would be different, but she wasn’t even level 40 yet.

“By the way, Master, given that the bastard’s evil deeds are now widely known, shouldn’t you, as the head of this territory, lead the raid as the representative of Tacheonhyang?”

“Niflheimr isn’t going.”

“Why not!”

Wiryung’s face approached mine as if to devour me.

“Others will flock there anyway. We’ll be fine without stepping in.”

Niflheimr was overflowing with rare materials, so the event rewards weren’t necessary.

There were no items among the rewards worth going out for.

‘They said it was one person, right?’

After Anytng logged off, I checked the official forum for information on this event.

99% of it was useless, but there was some valuable content. The most notable was that the raid target was not the entire Dorado, but just El Cid’s sub-master, Laskanda, a single person.

Most people would laugh it off, but the poster was a well-known master on Server 2, famous for information. I had benefited from him a few times before. It was probably true.

‘Where did they all go?’

El Cid had many heroes, though they conducted missions with a small number.

However, the powerful heroes of Dorado, comparable to Niflheimr’s elites, had never shown up. Not in the fight against Muryeon, nor in this raid.

Well, time will tell.

I’ll ride along with this raid.

I’ll use my strength when necessary, but I’ll try to minimize it.

‘More importantly…’

The time had come.

I looked at the opposite sofa.

On the cushion, mist was forming into the shape of a person.

Originally, I planned to meet her alone, but I changed my mind.

She should know why her place was destroyed.

“I greet the Master.”

Yurnet, emerging from the mist, bowed to me.

Though an illusion created by magic, it was indistinguishable from the real body.

“It’s been a while.”

Wiryung saluted Yurnet’s illusion with a bow.

“It’s good to see you safe, Master.”

Yurnet smiled gently.

“I found out El Cid’s purpose and the reason for his invasion of Muryeon. I will explain now.”

“Please do.”

Gulp.

Wiryung swallowed with a tense face.

“Master, did you know that currently, in Dorado, there are no heroes except for the 7-star Laskanda?”

“I’ve expected that. Why is that? It’s hard to believe they all died in a mission except one.”

“El Cid, no, Laskanda…”

Yurinet closed her eyes.

“Seems to have used his comrades as sacrifices to break the boundary between servers.”

“…”

“As I explained before, a 7-star can perform unlimited fusion. He probably devoured his comrades to gain enough interference power to break through the server. However, he likely lost much of his strength in the process of coming to Server 3. He needed materials to replenish.”

Wiryung, who had been listening quietly, widened her eyes as if realizing something.

‘I see.’

I crossed my arms.

‘It wasn’t out of grudge…’

It was simply because there was delicious meat in front of him.

“That ruthless…!”

Wiryung’s face twisted like a demon.

I murmured.

“So, his goal is…”

“Server 1.”

Yurinet answered briefly and continued.

“After clearing the game, he is heading to Mobius headquarters.”

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