Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 120 - 116 The Forged Demon is Still Chasing Me!

Chapter 120: Chapter 116 The Forged Demon is Still Chasing Me!

Pikachu looked at everyone with a pair of big, sparkling eyes and cocked its head cutely, its long ears wagging.

If someone gave you ten billion, would you have the heart to hit this cutie?

Dal looked into its eyes for a while, then glanced at the stick in his hand, and turned to stare at Antili with dead fish eyes, asking, "I need a reason."

"Do you need a reason to hit a Monster? Just hit it!" Antili cheered him on with her fists pumping.

"Remember, when you hit it, you must embrace the intention to kill, or at least pure malice is fine, but don’t have any thoughts of driving it away or sparring," she added.

What are all these convoluted rules?

Dal spread his hands and said, "If you guys don’t give me a clear reason, I won’t do anything. I have no reason to attack a Monster that won’t attack me."

"Ah,"

Antili helplessly tousled her hair, "Yesterday when I wanted to explain, you were busy feeding the wolves and didn’t have time to listen. Now you’re asking for a reason again; it really is troublesome,"

She patted someone on the back and said, "Hey, Beast Control Magician, explain it to him."

"Oh," Roger was sipping on milk cocoa that grew from a tree, clearing his throat upon hearing her, he said:

"Actually, we brought you here to verify the recent rumor that attacking the Monsters in Food Paradise that don’t initiate attacks will trigger a punishment mechanism, which will cause a powerful creature to fall from the sky and kill the attacker."

"And once the punishment mechanism is triggered, the next time you enter Food Paradise, you’ll be chased and attacked by Monsters, but if you enter again after that, it will go back to normal."

He munched on various exotic ingredients while speaking effortlessly:

"But you see, there are many inconsistencies in the rumors, some people attacked the Monsters without triggering a punishment, and some triggered a punishment, but the summoned creature is different each time; it seems like the type of creature varies based on certain characteristics of the attacker."

"So we brought you here to verify it, you know,"

Dal nodded, he understood the gist, but there was something he just had to get off his chest.

Why don’t you ever retort when that woman calls you by your nickname?

Scary, I hereby ban this guy from entering my farm.

"If a creature we really can’t handle is summoned, I won’t continue to play along," Dal was aware of his physical condition and had no desire to die here.

"You just do the hitting, we’ll take care of the creature," Antili guaranteed.

The reason they didn’t want to do it themselves was mainly that they didn’t want to be disliked by the Pokemons, especially since they’ve been getting great strides in their research here lately.

Dal didn’t have such worries, he always didn’t care much as long as he wasn’t hated by the wolves.

To verify the rumor, theoretically, the more experimental subjects, the better; so why did they only bring Dal?

Because in actuality, Roger had already organized a group of people to do these things a few days ago, gradually figuring out a pattern.

But those people were all Copper Rank or even ordinary people, Dal was the first high-level combatant they had found.

Would the punishment creature triggered by a Silver Rank adventurer be stronger? They were very curious.

"Remember, you must embrace malice when you attack!"

"Uh-huh,"

Dal responded indifferently, looking at Pikachu and muttering an apology in his heart as he swung the stick and charged.

Embracing malice is easier said than done; who can have innate malice against Pikachu for no reason?

Dal imagined Pikachu as Gollum, but it didn’t work, then envisioned it as a Soul-sucking Ghost, still to no avail.

"Pika!"

Pikachu, startled, swung an Iron Tail, which Dal narrowly dodged.

If this won’t work and that won’t work, what will it take!

Dal closed his eyes, and the memories he didn’t want to recall surged into his mind, flames blazing in remembrance, and a twisted figure sneering at him.

Finally, a killing intent emerged in his heart, and he smashed down on Pikachu with the stick!

"Bzzz—"

An odd sound resonated in the air; the space behind Dal wavered and twisted as if something was about to emerge.

Pikachu jumped and ran away, and the stick thumped heavily onto the ground.

Upon closer inspection, one would realize that even if Pikachu didn’t dodge, the attack wouldn’t have reached it; Dal still held back after all.

"Here it comes, here it comes," Roger pulled out the Magic Wand and thrusting sword, gazing intently at the huge figure taking shape, "Hey, bro, you better get away from there!"

Sure enough, as Roger had guessed, the stronger the adventurer, the stronger the punishment triggered.

Naturally, Dal was not to be trifled with, with a tap of his toe he darted far away and turned back to see the creature had taken form.

A miniature giant stature, muscular arms, and a body made from some kind of unknown mineral - the first impression was its incredible durability, unimaginably so.

[Forged Demon]

[Overall Combat Strength: D+]

The Forged Demon lifted the searing stone hammer the moment it appeared, charging towards the closest target, Roger.

"I’ve never seen this kind before; I’m really looking forward to what the Hunting Manual will unlock,"

Having swiftly cast Invisibility on himself, he disappeared from sight, and the Forged Demon’s hammer smashed into the ground, sending debris flying everywhere.

Little Lada in the bushes hurriedly fled, Little Arrow Sparrows scattered away, and the Ground Rat started Digging.

The peace in Food Paradise was shattered in this instant!

"Whoosh!"

The thrusting sword instantly pointed at the waist side of the Forged Demon, but it only broke a bit of the stone skin.

"So hard?"

Roger was surprised for a moment, his sword could even pierce through the stoneskin monsters of the outside world, but it was useless against the Forged Demon!

The Forged Demon’s fist swung over, and he had to roll on the ground to awkwardly dodge the blow.

"You’re looking a bit weak, Magician," Antili rummaged through her waist bag and finally pulled out two round objects... Elf Balls!

"Go, take it down!"

With a flash of light, two monsters emerged from the Elf Balls and pounced towards the Forged Demon.

Antili didn’t have Pokemon in her Elf Balls, but the monsters she had cultivated herself.

After some "friendly exchange" with Roger, she learned about the marvelous existence of Elf Balls, which could shrink monsters and carry them around, more importantly—

The ferocity of the monsters caught by the Elf Balls would be suppressed!

The monsters might still bare their teeth and even attempt to attack their owners, but these bad habits could be changed through education and daily interactions!

Transforming the untamable and ferocious monsters into teachable beasts with some aggressive traits.

This was an unprecedented new discovery, extremely valuable for a Beast Tamer like her.

Due to the untameable nature of monsters, the battle pets driven by Beast Tamers are either artificially bred mixes of magical beasts and wild beasts with reduced ferocity and strength or monsters controlled by force through magic.

There’s too much to worry about when carrying battle pets around, whether they might harm someone, be stolen, or be targeted by enemies...

With Elf Balls, she could conceal her battle pets, and only she would know what she’d pull out during battle.

The profession of Beast Tamer was already on the verge of extinction due to various drawbacks, with only a handful of people still persisting.

The appearance of Elf Balls, however, would breathe new life into the Beast Tamer profession!

Antili had already written letters about their existence to Beast Tamers across the country she knew, and soon they would all rush to Bed City.

What she didn’t know was that deep within Sain lurked an item more violent than Elf Balls, the Pallu Ball, which could even brainwash forcibly.

Because of its overpowered brainwashing effect, Gong Qiying only left an ordinary one, hidden in the dangerous Forest Area.

"Roar Roar Roar!"

Antili’s battle pets charged at the Forged Demon as soon as they appeared, biting ferociously into its skin.

Then, the battle pets let out pained howls, rolling in agony.

Their teeth had shattered.

"No way?" Antili slightly widened her eyes and then threw another Elf Ball, and this time, a bird-type monster appeared.

The monster Fire Pine Bird, a crossbreed with ordinary birds, had reduced physical strength but could spew scorching flames.

If physical attacks weren’t effective, switch to magical attacks—it was common knowledge for adventurers.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Fireballs continuously struck the Forged Demon, but...

The damage was even lower!

Antili’s expression became weird, her common sense crumbling piece by piece.

A figure leaped high up and with a great force, a sword chopped down on the Forged Demon’s head—it was Dal!

This time the effect must be exceptional, right?

Indeed, a crack opened on the top of the Forged Demon’s head, while Dal’s sword, on the opposite, broke.

In just a few days, Dal lost another weapon, and his facial muscles twitched.

Slashing, thrusting, flames... none could cause greater damage.

The Forged Demon, swinging its hammer, appeared in the adventurers’ eyes like an unassailable War God. How to fight this?

Roger and his companions were chased by the Forged Demon, running helter-skelter and were embarrassingly driven out of Food Paradise.

Looking back, damn it, the Forged Demon was still chasing me!

The group ran and on the way attracted more monsters to hunt them, accumulating many injuries.

Thank goodness they hadn’t brought along the less capable; otherwise, they’d have suffered severe losses.

Not until they reached the Fire Transmission Ceremony did this desperate escape come to an end.

Everyone sat gasping for air by the campfire, and for a while, no one could manage to speak, each feeling that their recent actions confirmed the adage—"You won’t die unless you do something stupid."

"What, what do we do?"

Roger felt he was nearly out of breath "Should we continue the quest?"

"The sky is still light, we have plenty of time."

Dal lay by the campfire looking almost dead, but his eyes were full of determination.

"Today, I must kill the Soul-sucking Ghost!"

Roger and Antili exchanged glances, though very tired, this was something they had agreed on in advance.

Dal would first help them, and then they would help Dal gang up on the Soul-sucking Ghost.

"No problem, brother,"

Roger gave a thumbs up, remarking regretfully, "I’ll definitely help you."

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