Chapter 108
Chapter 108
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 108
Chapter Title: Glass Key
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‘Originally, the Floating Island...’
A storage space created by the Heavenly Realm's angel race to keep their belongings.
And for some reason, the Floating Island had broken away from the Heavenly Realm.
This was detailed in the appendix of Dungeon Replay.
Of course, it was knowledge known only to Leyzon, the player.
Leyzon looked up at the sky above the Floating Island.
‘Even in the dungeon, there was a compulsion that made Pauli the leader.’
If the same compulsion applied to the Four Great Dungeons as well...
‘What on earth is this world that imposes such forces even on the Four Great Dungeons?’
Leyzon's gaze shifted to Pauli.
‘Is the outside world that the foreign bug shaman came from the same way?’
Leyzon felt his curiosity about the world beyond the walls surging once more.
‘Never mind. It's still too far off.’
He decided to put thoughts of the distant future aside for now.
The urgent matter at hand was the present.
What Leyzon truly needed to aim for wasn't the outside, but within the empire.
The Four Great Dungeons.
‘Maybe clearing the dungeon endings and the nation-building ending are conditions for moving on to the next world.’
Leyzon didn't waver.
To return someday to the home he'd set as his goal, all he could do was give it his all.
Not getting discouraged and pushing forward positively—that was Leyzon's greatest strength.
‘Though getting to the Heavenly Realm is still a long way off.’
Leyzon hadn't even reached hero level yet.
To reach the Heavenly Realm, he needed to grow tremendously.
Leyzon carefully stowed the Glass Key away.
He packed up the rest of the items just as neatly.
These could fetch a hefty sum if sold outside.
He'd given Hanok another batch of growth materials, as always.
He expected steady progress from him going forward.
“Alright then.”
Leyzon pulled a book from his bag.
“Time to grab this too.”
What he'd taken out was a skillbook.
He'd left the Poison Necromancer skillbook in the care of the Bloodless Sovereign, but that was separate—this slot was still empty.
So Leyzon decided to snag a skill right away.
‘Most of the Corpse Giant's skills can be used by necromancers.’
Leyzon's eyes gleamed.
Whatever came out, he'd use it to the fullest.
The skillbook in his hand began to glow.
As the light gradually faded...
Fungal Outbreak (S)
Engraved on the skillbook.
“So this is what came up.”
Fitting for the Corpse Giant, ruler of the Floating Island.
A high-grade skill indeed.
Leyzon immediately absorbed the Fungal Outbreak (S) engraved on the skillbook.
He then lightly swung his staff.
Bubble bubble—
Bubbles like spores rose on the back of Leyzon's hand.
This was the manifestation of the fungus.
A skill he could use endlessly alongside his fierce poison.
And Leyzon knew a deadly way to combine it with other skills.
A chilling smile crept across his lips.
His build was progressing steadily from here on out too.
“Leyzon-nim, are we heading back now?”
Hanok asked with a slightly weary face.
He'd been dashing all over the Floating Island tirelessly.
And before arriving here, they'd hit the Black Castle too, so it was no wonder he was tired.
Leyzon, on the other hand, was full of energy.
Even if Hanok had higher raw stamina, Leyzon's mental endurance was superior.
No matter what happened, he never backed down—that was the real Leyzon.
“Sorry, but we've still got work to do.”
Hanok's tail and ears drooped limply.
But Leyzon had no time to comfort him.
“The Floating Island is packed with materials you can't find in the outside world.”
In other words, it was a flying treasure chest.
“So.”
Leyzon pulled another bag from his bag.
These were all special gear with spatial distortion enchantments.
“We'd better loot as much as we can before the owner kicks us out.”
Leyzon grinned wickedly.
He hadn't dragged that fungus in so obsessively just to blow away the Corpse Giant for nothing.
He'd strip it bare as far as he could.
That was Leyzon's creed.
‘Besides, originally...’
After defeating the Corpse Giant, there was a short farming window on the Floating Island.
An extra reward phase tacked onto the dungeon.
The Floating Island was a one-time dungeon.
Once you entered, coming back wasn't easy.
So they had to loot it to the max while they could.
“Hanok, Syria, Iden, Pauli.”
Leyzon tossed a bag to each.
“There's a paper inside listing valuable materials—grab everything you see.”
“Whoa, when did you even prepare these?”
“The day I heard about the Floating Island.”
Hanok was floored.
He was seriously starting to doubt if Leyzon ever took a break.
“Alright, let's make it a contest—who gathers the most valuable haul.”
Syria slung her bag over her shoulder and eyed the two undead.
Iden responded with a lazy smile.
“Isn't the winner already obvious?”
Pauli's eyes sparkled too.
“Hah, talking winners when we're loaded down? Pathetic.”
Fire ignited among the three undead.
“Haron, let's search together.”
Woof.
Only Hanok and Haron stuck to diligent teamwork.
“Go!”
Leyzon slung his own bag and gave the signal.
As the undead and Hanok scattered, Leyzon dashed off too.
They stripped the Floating Island clean.
Everywhere you looked.
Valuables scattered in all directions.
Leyzon yanked herbs like a madman.
And shoved them straight into his bag, one after another.
Mana didn't matter—preserve the materials properly.
Right now, quantity over quality.
Leyzon picked and packed until his nails wore down.
But with "reward time" came an exit timer.
Rumble—
Leyzon nearly toppled from the shaking ground but held firm.
A quick scan showed the entire Floating Island trembling.
“Time to get lost, huh.”
They'd reaped plenty—it was saying to leave now.
“If the owner's telling us to scram.”
This was enough.
Leyzon dusted off his hands.
“Syria.”
“Yes!”
Syria poked her face out from the shadows at his call.
Fast as ever.
“It's about time to head out. Let the others know too.”
“Got it.”
Syria ducked back into the shadows.
Soon, the other undead emerged from the forest.
They proudly displayed their bulging packs.
“Hmph, looks like I gathered the most.”
“What're you talking about? Clearly I have the most.”
Pauli puffed up, but Iden shot it down.
Syria snorted mockingly at their rivalry.
“You two idiots. It's not about quantity—it's the valuable stuff that counts!”
Syria had prioritized quality over volume.
One thing was clear.
All three had loaded up nicely.
“Anyway.”
But Syria's confidence faded fast.
“It probably doesn't matter much.”
Syria stared off into the distance.
Leyzon tilted his head.
They'd all done better than expected—why was her reaction so muted?
‘Even that much would fatten our pockets nicely this time.’
They'd blown a fortune for the nation-building ending.
This would replenish it solidly.
“Oh yeah, where's Hanok?”
“He'll be here soon.”
Syria kept staring into the forest.
“Hngh!”
Right then, Hanok staggered into view, grunting.
The undeads' faces hardened simultaneously.
Hanok's distortion bag was stuffed to bursting.
“H-how'd he fit that much?”
“...He got that much in there?”
Pauli and Iden looked stunned.
Leyzon realized why Syria had reacted that way.
She'd spied Hanok through the shadows and known no one else could beat him.
“Ah, haha, w-well, I grew up in the mountains, so I know herbs pretty well.”
Under the undeads' stares, Hanok scratched his head sheepishly.
Thanks to his mountain upbringing, he knew most herbs on sight.
Familiarity let him memorize the list easily and spot them faster than the undeads.
No matter how strong the undeads were, herb-hunting was a different game.
“Hanok and Haron's clear win.”
Leyzon chuckled shortly, and the three undead looked miffed.
Everyone had their strengths.
Hanok, meanwhile, eyed the undeads warily.
Rumble!
Then the Floating Island shook again.
A final warning: no more dawdling—get out.
“Syria.”
“Yes.”
Syria shook off her disappointment and summoned a red shadow wolf.
Leyzon and the others mounted up.
Business on the Floating Island was done.
The shadow wolf shot forward without delay.
The scenery whipped by at high speed.
A place that was someone's lifelong dream.
The shadow wolf left behind only wistful memories as it departed.
The moment they reached the entrance.
The shadow wolf hurled itself out.
Whoosh!
Wind rushed in, bringing a sense of floating.
Exiting the Floating Island revealed the open sky.
Flap flap!
The shadow wolf morphed into a bat and took to the air.
Leyzon gazed up at the Floating Island alongside his flying bat.
By now, the translucent island had vanished into the distance.
“The fungal beasts and all—it was such a mysterious place. Like a dream island.”
Hanok wore an expression like he'd just woken from a reverie.
“Mysterious? Sure. The Floating Island's basically a giant fungus colony to begin with.”
“Huh?”
Hanok whipped around in shock at Leyzon's words.
Leyzon gave a sly grin.
“The Floating Island was a storage vault for the Heavenly Realm's angels. But they never cleaned it and left it abandoned for ages.
You know what happens when you don't clean, right?”
Hanok's face went pale.
Crash!
The illusion shattered on his features.
“...M-mold?”
“Yep. The Floating Island's one massive mold growth because the angels neglected cleaning it.”
That's why it broke off from the Heavenly Realm and floated through the skies.
Hanok suddenly started sneezing.
Realizing he'd been inside mold made his body react instinctively.
Leaving Hanok be, Leyzon gazed steadily at the sky.
He recalled Revon's final moments, never forgetting the observer's dreamlike efforts to the end.