While Kahn and the group were preparing to face the mythical rank Cthulhu… the outside of the Immortal Dungeon was in an uproar.
Because at this moment, thousands of people had surrounded the dungeon while making hundreds of camps and barracks in the nearby region within 5 kilometers radius. All these people belonged to different forces and organizations.
As for the Military… they left a long time ago.
Cling!
Cling!
Soon, a massive spherical formation in front of the Immortal Dungeon glowed bright blue and over 30 figures appeared.
"Finally! We're outside!" exclaimed a female elf saint.
"I'm alive! I'm fucking alive!" shouted a human berserker saint, his eyes tearing up in joy.
All of them had downtrodden countenances while most of them were gravely injured and covered in blood.
Soon, the people started thanking their God of Life for helping them survive the hellish nightmare called the Immortal Dungeon.
