In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers.
With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together?
Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption.
You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

"Is it really okay to just walk in like this?" The closer the girls got to the black sphere, the stranger they felt, as if it had some mysterious allure that made their souls want to be sucked in just by staring at it. Silver lightning flickered across its surface like silver snakes, and with every pop and crackle, a burnt scent wafted through the air. Standing in front of the black sphere, Catherine tentatively reached out to touch Death's Gate but then hesitated and pulled back, turning to ask, "If it's full of Undead inside, shouldn't you go in first, Pannis? Otherwise, we'll probably get swarmed as soon as we step in. And what exactly is inside?"


Chapter 1327 - Chapter 113 Death's Gate