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... irked.

“So, where’s the dungeon I’m supposed to clear?”

With those words, a ticket fluttered down in front of Jeong-hoon.

It was a ticket bound for India.

“India?”

“I see.”

He thought he understood which dungeon Baal was referring to.

‘It must be Serpentid.’

Serpentid.

A monster reminiscent of a giant eel.

It was a dungeon where that creature lurked.

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