Annan did not hesitate for long.

He lay on the bed and held Gerald's broken bones.

He felt a strange chill seep into his veins...... And felt a burst of inexplicable comfort for this.

…… Four seconds, five seconds...... Twelve seconds, thirteen seconds.

Finally, Annan's vision began to drift.

His surroundings gradually became quiet and dark, and a hint appeared in front of him:

[Unpurified Nightmare Fragments Detected]

[Level Requirement: Bronze and above]

Class Requirements: Wizard

[Special Needs: Ever Killed]

[The requirements are met, and you will fall into a nightmare after ten seconds, ten, nine......]

Suddenly, Annan felt his consciousness begin to plummet rapidly.

He didn't know how long he had been falling, until at some point, he suddenly came to his senses.

And in front of his eyes was pitch black, only the data stream was flashing rapidly:

[Falling into a nightmare, quest generation......]

[The difficulty of the dungeon is Hard, you can enter it up to 10 times]

[The current purification rate is 1/10]

[The total Erosion of the Platoon is 8%, the difficulty of the dungeon is increased by 8%, and the probability of Nightmare Distortion is increased by 8%]

[This dungeon has no save points, each death increases the erosion by 5%, and the dungeon is forced to exit after one death]

[This dungeon provides an introduction to the story and has a decryption reward]

[Dungeon Clearance Reward: Profession (Wizard) up 1 level]

[50% reward for dungeon decryption: Get a random Soul Reaver school spell (must be equipped)]

【Loading Completed】

After the "Loaded Complete" character faded away, Gerald's sigh rang in Annan's ears:

"Doubt everything......"

It was as if he was standing right next to Annan, staring ahead and whispering, "Don't trust anyone. ”

As his words fell, the darkness around him was torn apart by the cold wind in an instant.

He immediately realized that he was in the middle of a frost and snow.

The sky was leaden gray, and a blizzard was howling.

Even the unusually dazzling dawn in the sky has faded a little here.

He was wearing heavy, non-slip boots, holding a staff in his right hand and a woolen hat on his head.

His boots were deep in the snow, and his face and hands were numb from the cold. Even though his clothes were very heavy, Annan couldn't help but shiver.

“…… It's a bit cold. ”

If you continue to stand here, you may freeze to death.

You have to find a place to shelter from the wind and snow.

Annan is well aware of this.

He looked back and realized that his footprints were coming from far out of sight, the farthest footprints almost obscured by the wind and snow. This means that he has just come from there...... It's been snowing for a long time.

It is impossible to turn back.

I had to keep going.

Thinking of this, Annan checked what he was doing.

- The result is unexpectedly less.

He wore Gerald's silver ring on his left hand, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in his backpack, and a silver pocket watch that could be used as a mirror. And......

A small white hammer?

"It's not—"

…… Is the bone blood trigger of the skeleton male?

Annan was slightly stunned, but not too surprised.

He remembered that Salvatore had said that the theft of the spell should have been not long ago, about four or five years ago. At least three years after Gerald advanced to silver, so it certainly won't be long.

Annan checked it and found that the bone hammer had been filled with six teeth, and the combat preparation could be described as very rich.

But on the contrary, he came to such a cold place, but he did not carry his backpack with his luggage. He didn't have a change of clothes, food or water.

It's as if he knew it from the beginning...... It's like you won't be out for long.

Anyway, let's confirm your identity first.

Thinking so, Annan shone his face with the sleek base of his pocket watch.

Reflected in the silver face was a young man with a gentle smile and an ordinary appearance. His brown curls were covered with falling snow, and his dark blue pupils were unusually calm.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Annan muttered in a low voice.

The body he is using now is exactly that man...... David Gerald.

The dark wizard wanted by Zedi Black Tower.

The next moment, the introduction plot of this copy appeared in front of his eyes:

After being evicted by Zedi Black Tower, David Gerald was already homeless and had nowhere to go. 】

If he is a wizard of the Conversion School, then he can at least get a job. But it's a pity...... As a wizard of the Soul Reaver School, no nobleman would believe him, let alone hire him. 】

[At least this situation will not improve until he advances to gold.] 】

[Not long ago, Mr. Gerald inquired about something. 】

[Michelangelo, the lord of the White Tower of the Wind and the great wizard of the Golden Rank "Eye of Lag", decided to recruit the heir of the White Tower of the Wind from the world's silver-level wizards——]

[——No age limit.] 】

[——Regardless of gender. 】

[——No restriction on origin.] 】

[The only requirement is that there are no teachers, no classmates, and no apprentices.] 】

[Among the eight schools of soul snatching, edict, prophet, transformation, incapacitation, destruction, shaping, and idol, among the applicants of each school, the qualified and best one will be sent an "invitation" by Master Michelangelo to the White Tower of the Wind to hold a secret ceremony to determine the ultimate successor. 】

[Gerald symbolically registers.] But he never expected it...... I was really chosen. 】

[The next moment he opened the invitation, he was teleported to the snowfield near the White Tower of the Wind. Fortunately, he was prepared, put on heavy clothes in advance, and took the trekking poles, although it looked a little funny, but not embarrassed. 】

[But correspondingly, except for the spell "Bone Male's Bone Blood Trigger", he does not carry any weapons or spells.] 】

And you will come here in his place to complete this ritual. 】

You can use this spell to strike anyone's bones to arbitrarily apply any of the six spells of "Heart Palsy", "Forgotten Words", "I am not here", "No More Words", "Claustrophobic Fear", and "Page Lock". Each spell can only be used once in this dungeon, and if the difference in strength is too large, the effect may be waived. 】

[You need to temporarily carry the spell of the Dark Wizard Gerald: "Break the Declaration"]

[Before attacking others, you must warn them three to ten seconds in advance and reveal the target of the attack.] The closer you get to ten seconds, the more powerful it is, but if you don't follow the convention to launch an attack within ten seconds, the status is reset.

[In this dungeon, only Soul Reaver School spells below the Silver Tier can be used; Your mana pool ratio is temporarily considered 15/34 (distorted by more than twice the order)]

【At sunrise, you can restore all the power of order】

[At sunset, you can restore all the power of distortion]

[Warning: If the mana pool ratio is reversed above 2:1, you will enter a runaway (madness) state, losing 20% of your max health per second]

After these words dissipated, a line of words resurfaced in front of Annan's eyes:

[Main Quest: Stay Alive]

Immediately, a large area of small words resurfaced under this line:

【Do not fight with anyone】

[Knowing everyone's real name]

[Survive at least four remaining]