Early morning.
Kane and his team left the inn early and headed towards the dungeon entrance. Today was the day they would enter the dungeon.
There were many explorer teams entering the dungeon in the morning, and a long line had formed at the entrance. None of the explorers here were at a level lower than the copper threshold.
The largest building around the dungeon wasn't the office of the Mist Council, but a massive hospital at the back.
Even while Kane and his team were queuing, they could occasionally see wounded being transported from the entrance to the hospital.
After all, the death rate in the dungeon was now higher.
It wasn't just the increased difficulty but also the sinister intentions of their peers.
Such things, even the Mist Council couldn't resolve. After all, once inside the dungeon, nobody could control them.
Kane watched as the explorers ahead of him in line placed 10 Mist Coins on a table.
"What's that for?"
