At first, Leon believed the iron door led to the territory of the Dwarven Race.
But he was wrong. Beyond it wasn't merely a hallway or an entryway—it was a vast, majestic hall that took his breath away.
Black pillars stood tall in every corner, elegant and imposing.
The ceiling soared above, adorned with ancient golden carvings.
Yet the most breathtaking sight wasn't the architecture, but the overwhelming abundance of treasure.
Piles of gold, silver, bronze, mithril, orichalcum, adamantium, spirit stones, and countless other rare materials filled the hall—each with a value beyond imagination.
If these treasures ever reached the outside world, there was no telling what kind of chaos they would unleash.
And this was only the beginning. At the far end of the hall lay another mound—this one filled with dragon scales, dragon horns, and even rarer materials.
If everything here were accounted for, not even the combined wealth of the Holy Orthodoxy and the Demon Empire could compare.
