Chapter 232: Voice Island (3)

Chapter 232: Voice Island (3)

“This object is a magic brainwave explorer.”

Coastal Theater.

I showed the adventurers the cylindrical machine and helmet.

“This explorer has a test I made. Your mana and blood will drive the magic circle, and if you successfully explore here, you will pass. If you fail, you won’t be allowed on the island.”

This brainwave explorer was a high-quality object, but now that I applied Midas’ Hand, it was sufficient to create a completely new world from one’s unconscious.

“It’s simple.”

Therefore, the test of mental power was straightforward. Participants entrusted their consciousness to this machine. When the test subject internally consented to their mana and signed the magic circle with blood, a phenomenon similar to Carla’s Authority would occur. To be precise, it was an imitation of Carla’s authority, but, well, anyway.

“A total of 433 adventurers are gathered here. You can try it any time you want. Of course, it is possible to give up partway.”

I looked around the adventurers. Many famous adventure groups such as the Red Garnet, Blue Hair, Marlin, and more were there. For reference, if the name of the adventure group had a color in it, it meant that it wasn’t common.

“…But I’m allergic to needles!”

At that moment, a man in a warrior’s outfit chattered and waved his hands.

“Kuhuhuhu. What should I do?”

Carla’s younger brother, Jackal. With a smirk, he quickly drew the attention of those around him.

“I’m not very fond of blood, you know~.”

Yet his unique aura was even bloodier than before, and the stench of iron practically wafted from him. It appeared he was nearly twice as strong as before.

“Then get out.”

Ganesha intervened. Jackal grinned and stood, balancing his blade against his shoulder.

“I don’t want to?”

“…If you don’t.”

Ganesha glared at Jackal, meeting his gaze.

“Do you want to die?”

For a moment, Jackal’s smile stiffened. Ganesha’s pigtails fluttered sharply in response.

“…Fine. Do you want to fight? I needed to stretch my body anyway.”

Fragments of mana shimmered like rain off them. At that time, their auras, the proof of mastery, spread throughout the theater, and the adventurers turned to watch them with great interest.

“Jackal.”