Chapter 23: Existence

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Mike looked at Silva with a frown. He stood up and drew his sword, getting into a stance, inviting Silva to fight. Silva knew that if he showed Mike any mercy, Mike would take it as disrespect, which would fuel the flames even more. Personally, Silva had no issues with that, but he wanted to respect Quin, who set this duel. He took out a random sword from his inventory and got up. Mike saw the sword Silva was holding and frowned. "Don't play with me. I know you have a better sword. Am I not worth it?" Mike asked. Silva let out a sigh and took out the Chimera's stinger, getting into his stance as well. "Alright, fight," Quin began the duel. Mike wasted no time; he charged as fast as he could, going straight for Silva's head. He slashed at Silva with full intent to kill. Silva got pissed at the fact that Mike was trying to kill him. He stepped forward, parried the attack, and grabbed Mike by the collar, throwing him against the wall. The scene shocked everyone; they didn't expect things to take this turn. "What the hell are you doing, Mike? You went for the kill, filled with killing intent," Silva asked. Mike didn't say anything; he just got up and charged at Silva again. He went with an upward slash. Silva took a step back, and the sword passed just barely. He then went in with his own slash, so fast that Mike could not react. Silva stopped the sword an inch away from Mike's neck and then withdrew his sword to take another fighting stance. Mike got far more pissed at the fact that Silva could have won but refused to. He felt a burning rage in his chest. Silva looked at Mike as he fumed, and a thought came to his mind. When they got to the third floor, the pungent smell of blood and rotten corpses filled their noses. The group moved forward quickly and saw the bodies of a party of six on the floor, decaying. "This doesn't make sense," Quin said, his eyes trembling as he looked at the sight. He had seen dead people before, but the sight was still not pleasant. The others basically had the same look and expression as Quin, with Roxy being the most panicked. Silva, on the other hand, wasn't shaken. Ever since the dragon legacy awakened, his emotions were kept in check by the legacy. A dragon would not flinch at the sight of death, and so that was subconsciously engraved into him, making him immune to this sort of thing. He walked up to the bodies and bent down. The smell hit him harder down there, but he didn't care. "Quin, you noticed that they are all rotten to a large degree, right?" Silva asked. "Yeah, that's why I said it doesn't make sense. The labyrinth has been open for just a day or so. If you died, you shouldn't be this decayed. Aside from that, when you die in the labyrinth, your body is supposed to disappear, but they didn't disappear and even started decaying," Quin said. "Exactly. I am not sure, but I think they were no longer categorized as living beings before they died. No, that would not make sense. There are labyrinths with undead, and the Chimera I fought didn't have a soul. The only thing that I think is possible is that their existence was eaten up by something," Silva said. This was the power of a 250 intelligence stat; he was deducing at a crazy speed. "What do you mean their existence was eaten up?" Quin asked. "We are about to find out," Silva said, looking in a certain direction.

Chapter 23: Existence

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