Chapter 229
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This was highly unlikely, but it was possible to encounter monsters above tier 3 in random locations if this dungeon connected to the main one.

“Mapping out a dungeon can take years,” Caster thought, gazing at the thick underbrush surrounding the Albrook Dungeon. “When it’s as big as they say it is.”

The canopy above was dense, and the only way in which that sunlight could penetrate at all was in small pockets of light that drifted through, colors muted and shadow thick.

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