The blood-red beams wrapped around the rift had vanished.

The fog, corrupted by Chaotic Power and turned red, had also gradually returned to its original stark white.

As the Gate of Chaos closed, Novel, with his ceaseless whispering, rolled back into the desolate void once more.

The victorious warriors dragged their weary bodies back to Mist Town, ready to attend the banquet prepared in their honor.

At the same time, they dealt with the aftermath for their companions who had perished in the chaos... or at least brought back their belongings to their families.

And it wasn't just adventurers who entered the town, but also the minions of Lord Demon King.

The Demon King, who had disappeared for a while, reappeared on Alakdo's back and in front of everyone.

Not only that, but also his cloaked wights and demon servants.

However, the most eye-catching was the Little Demon flying behind the Demon King.

Everyone had seen it, she casually tossed out three swords, instantly slashing down the Chaos God's chosen right before the Demon King.

That power was simply terrifying!

Bathed in gazes full of fear, Qianqian, following behind the Demon King, had a barely discernible smirk of pride at the corner of her mouth.

She relished this feeling.

In contrast, her gaze toward the adventurers and mercenaries grew increasingly contemptuous, as if she were looking down on insects.

On the other hand, the boar-headed Knight was as shocked as Granny Liu entering the Grand View Gardens, looking all around with wide eyes.

"This is amazing, there's actually a city inside this maze?!"

The bull-headed warrior glanced at this melodramatic fellow out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but retort.

"Haven't you seen Iron Teeth City before?"

The boar-headed Knight chuckled.

"How can that be the same? That was just a mole's burrow, how can it compare to a proper human town like this?"

The bull-headed warrior always felt that this guy was up to no good yet again, but ultimately didn't ask.

Next to them, Hu Wan surveyed the streets and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's truly baffling how this town has managed to exist under the Demon King's nose until now."

"It's actually not that hard to guess," said Yiye Zhiqu, looking at the streets eroded by Chaotic Power.

"If the Demon King's forces can establish a stronghold on the surface, then naturally, humans can also carve out a stronghold inside the maze. I don't find it strange... After all, adventurers can't just operate on the surface layer, they'll always need supplies when they delve deep underground."

As more people explored the maze, this place naturally evolved into a settlement formed by adventurers.

When humanity held the upper hand, this place was occupied by human armies.

When the Demon King's forces prevailed, this town fell under their control.

Yet precisely because of this, this settlement harbored tremendous risks.

Neither the Demon King's faith nor the human's faith had ever truly dominated this place.

The lack of both a church and a statue of the Demon King was the best proof of this.

Due to the absence of order, it naturally became a breeding ground for the corruption of Chaos.

Even if this breeding ground wasn't actively producing the corruption of Chaos, it would still attract those who were tainted with such corruption to come here.

Take the Alchemist Miranda, for instance.

In this world of the weird and supernatural, any abstract concept could be materialized into reality.

Even "Madness" itself.

And presumably, this was the essence of both the "Madman's Curse" and the Deceitful Fog Nuoville.

All these were deductions based on the official website's public information, and the interconnected clues surprisingly corroborated each other.

It could only be said that this game was unexpectedly realistic...

...

At the entrance of "Youlin Rest."

An exhausted adventurer set aside his sword, picked up an unclaimed accordion that had fallen to the ground, sat down on the stone steps, and began to play a melodious and light tune by himself.

The sounds of the accordion somewhat diluted the sadness in people's hearts.

Some hummed along with the rhythm, while others sang impromptu verses loudly.

Hence, the world gained one more poet.

Backed by the music, the people who had survived the calamity dragged tables out onto the main street, preparing for an outdoor feast to celebrate this hard-won victory.

Only half of the combatants, adventurers, and mercenaries survived, while Mist Town lost ninety percent of its population, the town briefly going from bustling to deserted in an instant.

Looking at Alex, who sat alone on a bench, Charles, clad in his Knight's armor, walked over and placed his sturdy palm on his shoulder.

"You've done well... Fighting against Chaos is different from battling humans or the Demon King's forces; it's a miracle that half survived."

Comforted by these words, Alex's furrowed brows softened with a hint of a smile.

"Thank you."

His sadness wasn't entirely due to the loss of those fallen mercenaries and adventurers.

Half of it was also him pondering his path ahead.

"It's I who should be thanking you," Charles said, giving the young man an encouraging smile, then paused and asked with grave seriousness, "Have you considered joining the Knights?"

For a younger son without an inheritance, joining the Knights was a decent option.

Yet, upon hearing Charles's invitation, Alex didn't immediately accept but fell silent instead.

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