Chapter 1247: Loops
"What is it?" Sylas asked, looking at Jala. He could feel that the two had something to say, so after he finished making sure that everything was set with the Hollow Wing, he began to pay more attention to them.
"You look like shit," was Alex’s first reply. "Which beauty did you piss off this time?"
Sylas didn’t respond. Even if Alex had accidentally stumbled into the real reason, he had no intention of explaining all of that. He still hadn’t quite decided how or if he should break the news of what happened to Cassarae or not.
Well, he in all likelihood would. But that would be a mountain to climb another day.
"Holy shit, you really did go and piss one off," Alex started laughing, clapping a hand on Sylas’ shoulder. "I didn’t know you had it in you. Now tell me, how’s a Demoness taste?"
Sylas still didn’t respond, looking to Jala for his answer. The latter still felt a hint uncomfortable, and his instinct was to look away and ignore the question. But honestly, he had been given more time to calm down and realized that there was probably little he could gain from this sort of approach.
"The world is very contained, not very large at all. But there’s one side with a thicker barrier than the other—an almost golden one. I also noticed that the lowest-level existence here is Level 51, but there’s also a lack of children. So it’s hard to tell if they were just all spawned here with this sort of level—which would make it far more in line with a normal Dungeon—or if they grew to Level 51 after reaching the cap of this world."
Sylas listened silently. It seemed that Jala had figured out that this place was odd if he was mentioning this at all.
If it was a Dungeon, then it was only natural that the monsters they faced be of a certain caliber.