Chapter 87: The Moment the Curtain Falls

Normally, dungeonization in Exodia prioritized landmarks first.

Big ones. Famous ones.

Well… it's not like that rule was absolute.

Some dungeons had bloomed out of nowhere in empty sewers. Some major city centers had remained untouched. Nothing was consistent.

The system decided.

By whatever unknown logic it followed, that's where dungeons were born.

Conard pushed those thoughts aside as he stared quietly at the sealed amusement park before him.

What mattered now was that Kyle's trail ended here.

«Are we sure this is where he went?»

«Yes, sir. According to the informant, they hiNeoned the moving dungeon—Ghost Train—and came straight here.»

«…I still can't make sense of it.»

Honestly, the fact that they'd managed to forcefully take over a D-rank dungeon had been shocking on its own.

But what came next?

Instead of heading to Ark, Kyle had come here.