CHAPTER 255

A school bus was heading to the school, and along the way, it had to pass by a D-rank dungeon that was in a subway.

The dungeon looked beautiful like a daffodil flower and gave off a sweet scent.

It was a daily route, so the children weren’t even looking at the dungeon as the bus was passing by. They were busy playing a singing game.

And they suddenly started hearing the odd siren noises at a unique frequency.

The driver was a new guy, so he didn’t know what was going on and stopped the bus, which happened to stop right in front of the dungeon. What separated the bus and the dungeon were the barricades with supernaturally-charged devices installed on them to detect in case of a sudden spike of dungeon energy. It was these devices that were making the sounds.

The daffodil flower began to bloom fully and crack as if it was shedding its skin.

“It’s a dungeon break!” one of the kids cried out because he had seen one of the television before. “Start the bus!”

The driver started the bus, bu