The Strongest Player is a Demon Lord

Into the Den of Wolves II

[Den of Wolves]

“So this is how it looks like.”

A jungle. That’s where Merlin currently is. There are large trees all around him. Overgrown vines stick out of some of these. The faint sound of chirping birds can be heard in the background and the rustling of the leaves accompanies this. There is warm sunlight hitting parts of Merlin’s skin, penetrating from the gaps of the shade provided by the trees.

“This doesn’t feel like my dungeon at all.” Merlin muttered as he looked around.

He already knows that something like this might happen. The thing is, dungeon instances aren’t necessarily connected to the dungeon they are in. To be precise, these places are like separate subspaces that exist on their own. Hence the appearance of a dungeon instance, such as the one that Merlin entered, can have varying appearances.

This might take longer than I thought are the words running through his head. The fact that this is called a den of wolves despite being a forest means that, there might be a w