Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 123 - 118: Penetrate the Fortress, and then Meet..._2

Chapter 123: Chapter 118: Penetrate the Fortress, and then Meet..._2

For some reason, these Crow Men were prostrate on the ground, not attacking Dal and his companions.

"The Painting World... another unheard-of thing; I’m almost getting used to it," Antili grumbled.

"It’s quite possible that these places will appear in Sain someday," Roger said while rifling through the corpses of the Crow Men: "I have high hopes for this Dungeon."

Dal nodded and said, "The monsters here are much stronger than those in other Dungeons."

As they progressed, they occasionally saw Crow Men lying flat on the ground. Since discovering these monsters would not take the initiative to attack, Dal and the others had learned to ignore them.

Until—

"There’s a light point,"

Antili spotted a group of Crow Men circling around a light point at an intersection, instantly eager to investigate.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute," Roger stopped the excited Beast Tamer: "It could be a trap; after all, this is Sain Dungeon."

A light point surrounded by a group of Crow Men that don’t attack—could there be any danger?

Wait, it seemed there was indeed one Crow Man that was different from the others, as it was leaning against the wall, unlike the others who were kneeling.

But it looked just as weak as the rest; surely there couldn’t be a problem, right?

Antili pondered for a moment, snapped her fingers and said, "Red, you go."

The Battle Pet flying in the air immediately flapped its wings and flew toward the light point surrounded by the Crow Men.

"Having a Battle Pet to help is so convenient," Dal said, enviously.

"Your wolf pack can help too, just train them a little. I can teach you how to," Antili generously offered: "Your wolves have monster bloodlines, though very diluted, I can feel it. The degree of dilution is just right. Any stronger and they would be uncontrollably ferocious, any weaker and their combat strength would drop. Honestly, they have great potential."

Dal shook his head; he had never considered fighting alongside his wolf pack.

Combat meant getting hurt, and deep down, he couldn’t bear the thought of his wolves getting even the slightest injury.

"What a pity," Antili tossed him a small package, saying, "This can enhance the strength of a Battle Pet without side effects. You could try giving some to your wolf pack, seriously consider my suggestion."

"Alchemy product?" Dal frowned.

"It’s a rare item from Sain Dungeon, so rare that I only have a tiny bit," Antili said, rather annoyed.

Hearing it was a product of Sain Dungeon, Dal felt reassured and, after some back and forth, let Antili forcibly stuff it in his pocket.

Well, but he wasn’t really going to try it on his wolf pack.

The name of the product was:

[Experience Candy M] x2

[Energy-packed candy that can enhance a pet’s strength to a certain extent. Trainers who have used it all agree it’s effective.]

While the others chatted, Battle Pet Red had already landed in the midst of the Crow Men and grabbed the light point.

Upon being touched, the light point changed its appearance, resembling a twisted stick—perhaps a Magic Wand?

Given Red’s size, it was somewhat of a struggle to grasp the object, but not impossible to carry. However, in that moment, the Crow Man leaning against the wall suddenly opened its eyes.

"Ah!"

With a violent flap of its wings, it let out a shrill, piercing screech.

Immediately afterward, the Crow Men lying on the ground also began to screech!

"Not good, come back!" Antili’s complexion changed instantly.

Numerous Crow Men screeching together created a clamor that made one wonder if they had arrived in Yarn; pair after pair of wings unfolded as the Crow Men screamed in agony. They stood up, clutching alien weapons in their hands!

They surged forward, and before Red could even screech, it was beaten to death by a flurry of blows.

Roger’s mouth twitched. "Did you give the Battle Pet the Teleportation Crystal?"

"Of course, but after resurrection, Red becomes very dazed for a while," Antili’s face looked awful as she charged forward, whip in hand.

Her fair skin whipped at the pitch-black Crow Men, a scene that in Gong Qiying’s previous world would not be politically correct at all.

Roger sighed and said to Dal, "Go on, let the Queen blow off some steam."

The awakened Crowmen fought fiercely, and Crowman Mages also used Magic, making the battle anything but easy. However, the adventurers still secured victory.

Progressing further, similar scenes happened from time to time, only then did everyone realize.

It turns out that the initial unaggressive Crow Men were specifically there to catch them off guard.

So cruel, Sain!

If there is a designer for the Sain Dungeon, that guy must have had a rough childhood.

Later on, the adventurers learned to use Magic to take out Crowman Mages from a distance, now there were none left to awaken the sleeping Crow Men.

As everyone was engrossed in exploration, they suddenly noticed something—how did they get so close to the front of the fortress already?

Dal and the others exchanged glances, unsure if it was an illusion. They always felt that many places were unexplored; perhaps there were hidden paths, or maybe some detour. In any case, the speed of this exploration was too fast—abnormal!

Especially Dal, he was the most baffled among them.

What about my Ancient Wolf of Fran? Why haven’t I seen it along the way?

Ancient Wolf of Fran, you’re not in Fran Fort at all, where have you run off to!?

"We’re not going to encounter the Fran Undead Team, are we?" Roger swallowed hard; even he was getting nervous.

The Dragon Hunter Armor from Sain’s rampage had made quite an impression on him; how powerful will the Boss Monster of Sain Dungeon become after another mutation?

Hisss, calling the Undead Team "Monsters" might be too disrespectful. From the stories, they undoubtedly deserve the title "heroes."

Fire God Ge Wen in heaven, forgive me, please don’t smite me.

At this moment, a clamorous, or rather earth-shaking noise at the fortress’ gate caught everyone’s attention.

When they clearly saw what was happening, everyone present was stunned.

A small-scale war unfolded right before their eyes.

First, what caught their eye were the Soul-sucking Ghosts—enough to cause significant damage if thrown into Bed City—and facing them was an unbreakable formation of hundreds of Gollums.

Clashing swords, screams of agony, the sound of steel on steel, all intertwined like a rousing chorus.

Anyone with good sense could see that the Soul-sucking Ghosts aimed for the fortress that might contain the Fran Undead Team, and the Gollums were to stop them.

Why isn’t the Undead Team coming out to fight themselves?

Looking at the fortress so close at hand, with surging emotions, the adventurers made a unanimous decision—

They chose Invisibility to bypass the melee, quietly arriving at the front of the fortress gate.

This approach was disgraceful; if they were to pursue Legendary status, they should join the battlefield now, slaughter valiantly, and knock on the fortress’ gates in a blaze of glory.

But they were just too curious, too eager to see what was inside the fortress. If a God were watching over this place, please forgive their behavior.

"Three, two, one..."

The three of them placed their palms on the door, pushing simultaneously.

The gate slowly opened.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of steel colliding rang in everyone’s ears.