How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World

Tak.

He passed through the red portal and landed on the ground.

He quickly scanned the area with his torch.

‘Here.’

How should I put it?

It was like an old castle corridor.

Here and there, torn curtains hung like rags on both sides of the walls.

The carpets on the floor were so worn that it was difficult to tell the color or shape, looking like rags.

The stone walls, which should have been gray originally, were a dull black.

Was it because of the passage of time?

Or was it because of the influence of the labyrinth?

It was hard to tell for sure, but one thing was clear.