Despite the Evil God’s sudden appearance, the world was peaceful.
“Uh… I’m glad everything ended well, right?”
“I suppose so…?”
That was because ordinary citizens had seen and experienced almost none of it.
The only grave issue they knew of was that an unusually large number of people had become addicted to dreams. No one had died from it. If there were injuries, they had come from taking too many sleeping pills.
The people of the world did not consider that much “damage.”
“Didn’t they say an Evil God was the final boss behind this Dungeon Break?”
“That’s what I heard too. Maybe it was just a somewhat powerful Monster pretending to be an Evil God…?”
“Right. Otherwise, how could there have been so little damage?”
“They said no one died in the dungeon either.”
“Come on, isn’t that a lie? How could anyone run a dungeon without a single person dying?”
“Actually, I only heard it from someone I know, so I’m not sure either….”
The Hunters were at least somewhat wary compared to ordinary citizens.
“They’ll only come to their senses after letting their guard down like that and getting devoured from head to toe by an Evil God. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“You are correct, Guild Master.”
“…But was that really an Evil God’s dungeon?”
Even…