Fighting the zombie dogs I

The new space was dark, with something like small wine-red orbs illuminating the environment. The stairs were made of broken stones as if they were ancient, and the green-black miasma of death and strange aura was here.

Looking at Neris, who had a more serious expression, I asked.

“Do you know anything about this, Neris?”

He seemed to look at his undead soldier as if communicating with him, and after a while, he spoke to me.

“I have a special class that is related to the underworld and the gods of death, you could say, and I received a mission to investigate this area. It is divided into many parts and will probably take me some time to complete.”

“Oh... I see...”

He looked at me as if testing something and then continued speaking.