Isabella had killed that girl, one of the candidates to be the queen's successor.
"It's true. I killed that child. The queen was a monster who gained eternal life through the girl's blood, and due to the curse, I couldn't kill the queen, so I ended the girl's suffering myself."
The Desert Queen is a monster in human guise.
She kidnaps girls with powerful magical blood, drinks their blood, and kills them.
After Sonora, it was Isabella's turn.
Knowing her turn would come sooner, Isabella still ended Sonora's suffering.
The truth she had never told anyone.
Isaac also spoke, looking at Randolph.
"Yes, I broke all the warps in the mining town and sank it into the abyss. People who couldn't escape in time were buried with it. It was shameful, but I was still happy. What do you want me to do? Is it wrong for me to cry?"
Serengeti also replied calmly.
"To be honest, when I first met Hudson, I envied his freedom. I also used him as a place to escape from endless training. But I believe that the beginning of love is different for everyone. Moreover, Wilhelm is my teacher, my leader to follow, and a father-like figure, completely different from the feelings I have for Hudson."
She spoke the truth.
But the trials were not over yet.
Even if they answered the remaining questions, it would be the same.
However, the three of them thought simultaneously.
Isabella, Isaac, Serengeti.
They all spoke with certainty.
"......This place and these people are all fake."
"Thinking about it, the Chosen One wouldn't ask such a question. Why are you asking these questions, you fake bastards?"
"Is this enough of an answer, you stupid dungeon brats!"
At that moment.
Crack-
Cracks began to appear in the dungeon.
*
'Will' couldn't believe it.
It was a perfectly recreated space and people.
Since they were created based on memories, it was impossible for them to distinguish the fakes.
Yet, they confidently declared the place to be fake along with their answers.
The Chamber of Truth.
A room where one answers questions with the truth.
But that wasn't the real trial.
The content of the trial was for all three to realize that the place was fake before the three questions ended.
'How......!'
Humans, once they start to doubt, become distrustful.
It's impossible for them to all unite, and they are bound to split due to their vulnerabilities.
This framework had never failed before.
'What is this? Why are they all so certain?'
It's normal to doubt.
They were exposed to secrets no one else knew!
By exposing the secrets and pointing out the one who exposed them, it would naturally lead to Randolph.
Doubt would turn to anger, and anger to destruction—a perfect picture.
But that picture was shattered.
In an instant.
It was revealed in the very first question.
But it still didn't make sense.
Such unwavering belief. Such trust.
What did they see to believe so firmly?
What did they see to be so certain?
No matter how legendary a hero, their insides are black.
A noble human?
It doesn't exist.
Only those who believe in such things.
And such beliefs are easily broken.
I was sure it would be the same this time.
"Sure enough, you were here. The trash-like will of the great creator."
......I was certain.
'Will' looked at the end standing before him with a bewildered gaze.
The Celestial Spirit
'Master Floor.'
It was as I expected.
The only place to adjust the trial and pull me out of the challenge was the Master Floor, where the dungeon's master resides and wields absolute authority.
As the trial broke, the Master Floor naturally revealed itself, and 'Will' appeared in the process.
-Who...... are you......? I've never seen an 'Irregular' like you......!
A demigod. The will of the great demigod looked at me in confusion.
Will's form was a black shadow.
Wearing a crown, sitting at a round table, observing the dungeon and mocking it.
As if playing a game.
But as his defeat approached, his despicable nature was revealed.
"I already told you. I am your end."
I am your end.
It's time to end this long-standing grudge.
This absurd dungeon should disappear.
The Characteristic Dungeon. Just hearing the name, one would think they need to form a party with complementary talents and characteristics before attempting it.
Most challengers, including myself, thought and attempted it that way.
But, no.
The Demigod Characteristic Dungeon is a dungeon that can only be cleared by understanding the 'demigod's characteristic.'
In other words, this guy.
Understanding the will's characteristic, this trash's nature, and breaking all the rules is the only way to reach the end.
'Damn wordplay.'
Damn will.
Moreover, this place is not a trial ground.
The restrictions that suppressed me are also gone.
I pulled out two great iron swords.
At that moment.
《All the thrones of the Hall of Heroes are beginning to focus on you and 'Will.'》
The thrones of the Hall of Heroes finally turned their attention.
While their focus on me isn't bad,
I'm puzzled that they're also focusing on 'Will.'
Clang! Clang-!
Swinging the swords twice quickly, a dull sound was heard as they were deflected.
'Physical Immunity.'
It seems physical attacks don't work at all.
Then, how do I kill it?
Crackle! Crackle!
At the same time, noise began to appear on 'Will's' body, like a broken TV screen.
In that state, 'Will' spoke.
-So, you are the agent of Destruction. The 'Absolute Evil' sent to annihilate the great will that is me!
Defining me as 'Absolute Evil' alongside Destruction.
But the situation is clearly different now.
Phase 2.
Indeed, this guy is the final dungeon boss.
-Absolute Evil, let's play one last game. A game of just and glorious honor!
......Is he really crazy?
I don't know where he sees 'just' and 'glorious' in those words.
The one who seems farthest from those words is 'Will.'
Soon, the crown he wore disappeared, and three people appeared next to the round table.
They looked exactly like Isaac, Isabella, and Serengeti.
-Your party members will face off against my party members. But they cannot move on their own. Only you and I can move them!
The noisy 'Will' held up a piece of paper.
-You and your party members must swear an oath! Then you will become a perfect 'one'! If you are afraid and scared, you can run away, Absolute Evil!
What a ridiculous guy.
While proposing an extremely advantageous game for himself, he calls it 'just'?
From the oath, it seems I can move my party members' bodies as if they were my own.
The problem is that all sensations, including pain, are alive.
If the pain becomes too severe, they might disobey my commands.
Most importantly, no matter how free it is to move someone else's body, it won't be easy.
"Interesting."
However, in a way, this is the real 'game.'
Like a gamer moving an avatar in a game.
Of course, the sensation of moving with a mouse and keyboard will be completely different, but this is Pangea, and Isaac and Isabella are characters I raised.
'Will' doesn't know I was a 'gamer.'
While the control might be different, if it allows for more detailed control......
-Oath completed! Hahahaha! Let me see your struggle, Absolute Evil!
'Will' laughed like a madman.
*
Swish.
The man wearing a crown slowly rose from his throne.
Then.
Whoosh!
Candles began to light up in the dark space.
Including his, 100 candles.
"You must have been quite curious, fallen ones."
The throne of the Radiant Hero.
He smiled as he looked at the other thrones floating above the candles.
"A past part of me and the current promising hero are facing off. Who will you bet on?"
The throne of the Radiant Hero encouraged the other thrones to make a choice.
But it wasn't easy to choose.
His ability to handle, create, and lead heroes was truly remarkable.
How could one surpass the 'Radiant Hero' named for his brilliance, even if it was a remnant of the past?
Whoosh!
At that moment.
A massive wave of golden law surged and rained down like hail. It eventually merged and transformed into a golden bird, landing calmly on the ground.
Seeing this, the throne of the Radiant Hero smiled even more.
"The throne of Adventure. You still love trials and tribulations, don't you?"
The one who turns the impossible into the possible.
The indomitable adventurer who never gives up.
His natural choice made him laugh.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Starting with the throne of Adventure, the thrones began to make their choices.
Seeing the results, the throne of the Radiant Hero stroked his chin in interest.
50 to 49.
Even if it's a past part of him, the last ability is 'real.'
Knowing this, the result being even was surprising.
Was it because of the mysterious miracle he showed?
But miracles don't happen twice.
"I will also bet."
Behind the throne of the Radiant Hero, the golden law rippled.
*
'This is the feeling.'
The view is like that of an observer floating in the air.
In other words, it feels like looking at characters on a monitor.
I moved the three of them, a very familiar sensation.
"......!"
Isaac, Isabella, Serengeti.
They looked surprised as their bodies moved on their own.
But they naturally entrusted their bodies to me, knowing I was moving them.
The feeling of playing a game is the same, but the problem is the multiplayer aspect.
I've never moved three characters simultaneously.
"Prepare as much as you like. I'll give you time to get used to it."
The three on the opposite side spoke simultaneously.
The copies controlled by 'Will.'
'Will' is freely manipulating the perfect copies of their abilities and characteristics.
His actions, pretending to be a final act of kindness, are disgusting, but they show his confidence.
The confidence that he will never lose.
I shook my hands a few times, moved my legs, and then drew my weapons.
Seeing this, 'Will' sneered.
"Already finished preparing? Arrogant brat. I showed you mercy......"
How dare you raise your nose despite my great mercy.
'Will' shrugged.
'Scream and despair.'
This trial, he couldn't lose.
*
'What is this?'
'Will' tilted his head.
He had envisioned a picture of overwhelming pressure from the start of the trial.
At first, it went as he thought.
He started with the upper hand.
They groaned with each wound.
The actual pain would inevitably make control difficult.
If control fails, consciousness would mix, leading to self-destruction.
But except for the first three attacks, the guy is blocking all of them.
He must have experience in observing and manipulating something.
'Did his manipulation skills improve from handling the undead?'
Now that I think about it, when he first entered the trial, didn't he become a corpse crow and control the werewolf leader?
If you can handle the undead, you can learn similar manipulation techniques.
'However, even so......'
Clang-!
As Isaac deflected the sword and ducked, Isabella lunged with her sword. Behind her, Serengeti was eliminating any space to dodge.
A perfect coordinated move.
Swish!
In the end, he had to sacrifice one of Isaac's copies' arms.
He quickly deployed the remaining two to disrupt the formation and save the situation, but 'Will' couldn't understand.
'......What is this?'
Observing and moving should be unnatural.
But this is more than just natural; it's fluid.
'He's pushing beyond the limits.'
Extracting and manifesting the limits of their abilities and physical characteristics.
It's the same as his own ability.
'Will' could also manipulate others' bodies and push them beyond their limits.
But the guy is doing this with all three simultaneously.
Is that even possible?
Moreover, from the start.
'As if he's done it thousands, tens of thousands of times......'
Moving someone else's body is not easy.
But the guy is doing it as if he's done it for eons.
It's incomprehensible.
It's a different level from handling the undead.
Moreover, at the beginning, it was extremely unnatural.
'Is he becoming more perfectly one with them as time passes?'
It's impossible to achieve that in such a short time.
Clearly, the guy was a beginner.
It looked like he was doing it for the first time, observing and moving someone else's body.