Demons, Again

I spent a short while dwelling on the vault.

[Hundred-Layer Crystal Iron Vault]

[A vault constructed by crushing layers of crystal iron ore into a hundred layers. It can only be chipped down by repeated attacks and cannot be twisted.]

To put it simply, I am unable to rip open this vault with my brute power alone. Consider it like ice. Ice cannot be sliced with a sword; instead, a drill would be required.

I also had no use for the key I was holding. It merely unlocked the top layer of the vault, exposing a golden vault underneath.

“Dray.”

I called out Dray because I was too lazy to handle this.

Dray posed in front of the space with a perplexed look on his face. He had barely finished fighting and killing enemies inside the dungeon when he was summoned without notice.

"Don't be disappointed, you can go back and continue your thing after you break through this thing."

Dray seemed to have concentrated his rage at the vault, as he couldn't possibly harbour animosity for me.

Bang!

Bang!

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