Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 133 - 128 Mad Fire, Crazy!

Chapter 133: Chapter 128 Mad Fire, Crazy!

My eyes are so itchy, it’s as if Mad Fire is about to erupt.

At the moment his gaze met the Forbidden Old Man, Keje’s pupils reflected the yellow flames of madness, and his mind seemed to be burning.

Regardless of the creature, any being would feel fear upon realizing they are being eroded by an incomprehensible horror, and the Demon Clan is no exception.

He screamed immediately, turning around to flee.

However, the duration of his eye contact with the Forbidden Old Man was enough to trigger the chaos accumulated in his mind.

In short, his madness gauge was full.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Keje clutched his eyes, emitting mournful wails. He had never made such a sound in his life, not even when he witnessed the bloody scene of his kinsmen devouring each other during his childhood did he feel as terrified as he was now; this was the innate despair of a weaker species facing an indescribable foreign god.

Even with his eyes tightly shut, the yellow flames still fiercely danced between his fingers, as if about to unleash a tide of fire the next moment.

He now wished he could gouge his eyes out alive!

The sensation of flames leaping inside his head was enough to drive anyone mad.

"No, no, I need to get out!"

He lowered his hands, with his eye sockets already filled with yellow light; his remaining will to survive made him painfully pull his legs up.

But then, the hunched, deformed figure appeared in front of him, its similarly twisted cane stabbing towards Keje.

"Get away!"

Fear turned into rage at its peak. He roared and swatted the Forbidden Old Man’s cane away with a slap.

He had touched the Forbidden Old Man...

Afterwards, when Keje realized what taboo he had committed, his full rage transformed into extreme fear.

"Yaaaahhhhhh—"

His scream resonated throughout the whole Val Underworld, causing the demon clans that lingered around to have their hair stand on end and break into a cold sweat.

They looked at each other with trembling fear, recognizing despair in each other’s eyes.

Run? It was unthinkable; if they still wanted to live, they absolutely must not attempt to flee.

Because at the entrance, there was an enemy whose shadow was unseen, but whose presence cast a shadow over all the Demon Clan. Anyone daring to approach the Teleportation Gate would be beheaded by a black dagger.

These demons were lucky; before they succumbed to corruption like their peers and died, they were selected to be prisoners, locked up here.

Both Crimson Corruption and Mad Fire existed only in the middle and rear sections of the Underworld, whereas the front section was relatively a safe zone.

The surviving demons were puzzled about one thing: why were there monsters suddenly in the Val Underworld, which theoretically was a dead city?

Once the City Lord exhausted his spiritual power, the Underworld would temporarily become a dead city, falling into silence with durations varying from a month to several decades. Eventually, it always randomly selected an unlucky passerby to become the new City Lord.

Doslepo and his led Demon Clan chose this location because the Val Underworld was in silence.

They never imagined that there was still a master here, a Magic Statue silently watching them from the shadows.

Crimson Corruption spread throughout the Val Underworld; corruption organisms bloomed everywhere, deadly red particles floated in the air, and beautiful flowers blossomed on the bodies of the Demon Clan.

The Forbidden Old Man quietly wandered in the deepest parts, the yellow flames ignited sporadically on the ground, yet the fire did not spread further.

Behind the old man, a humanoid bat kneeled on the ground, clutching his eyes tightly as the Mad Fire jumped within his eye sockets, his mouth split from fear and pain, turning him into a motionless statue, forever kneeling here.

This place was truly a forbidden zone of life.

In the City Lord’s room, Gong Qiying watched through a metal panel, marveling at his own creation, repeatedly exclaiming how the most dangerous things were the most beautiful.

Watching the Crimson Corruption cover the entire Bronze Ruins, turning it into a beautiful yet dangerous artwork, he felt he could understand why the Corruption Favored were so obsessed with making the Valkyrie blossom.

Regretfully, the next time he would see such a scene would be when he battles with other underworlds.

The performance of Crimson Corruption convinced Gong Qiying more than ever that this substance must never leave the underworld, as just a little leak could not guarantee an end to the whole world, but certainly Bed City and the surrounding areas would be undone.

He did not want to turn Bed City into Galide.

"Hu hu, hu hu, hahaha—"

The demonic mechanical sounds echoed continuously in this underworld, as City Lord Kidd was now deliriously happy.

The wheels squeaked as he moved clockwise and then counterclockwise around the City Lord’s room in a continuous loop, clearly exhilarated by the act of slaughtering the Demon Clan.

Perhaps he originally did not possess such a strong desire to kill, but the prohibition set by Kirich had pressured him too much, and once it burst forth, the excitement was akin to Miyazaki Hidekou seeing Corruption Lake on a lonely night.

"Amazing, Lord Gedwin, you truly are amazing!" Kidd spoke to Gong Qiying subconsciously with honorifics.

In his memory, even Mr. Kirich with Level 4 authority didn’t have anything as contagious and deadly as the Crimson Corruption.

Kirich did not understand what Crimson Corruption was, and Gong Qiying did not specifically explain it, so the former treated the corruption like a kind of virulent poison.

From his perspective, he saw Gong Qiying deploy several Terrestrial Ascidians in the Val Dungeon, these bizarre creatures simply spewed red smoke outwards, inflicting great pain on the Demon Clan, dying miserably amidst corruption and fear, many not even having the chance to get out of bed.

The cost of a single Crimson Corruption version of a Terrestrial Ascidian is surprisingly the same as that of a roasted whole pig, this was still thanks to the increase in the price of the Crimson Corruption, otherwise the normal version would cost even less than that of making a goblin.

With minimal cost, they fought a battle that satisfied everyone!

The Demon Clan might not be satisfied, but it doesn’t matter, they are not human.

After the excitement had slightly subsided, Kirich walked over to Gong Qiying, his head flickering.

"Lord Gedwin, should we take this further?" Kirich’s head flashed black light, "Let’s go out and kill them all!"

I think you should rename yourself Xianzhong or Bobo...

Gong Qiying internally criticized and shook his head to dismiss Kirich’s suggestion.

He was currently just substituting the City Lord Authority of Val Dungeon, to truly let Monsters burst from the Dungeon would require the actual City Lord, making Kirich emotionally drastically change or making the Dungeon feel threatened enough to trigger a rampage.

However, Val Dungeon had no usable Monsters at all, not a single one, Kirich had knowledge about Monsters from when Kirich designed it, yet it was a castrated version, not enough to add to the Monster types in the Dungeon.

Even during a rampage, it would be useless; without any Monsters, the outside world wouldn’t even sense that a rampage had occurred.

If they wanted to go out and kill all the external Demon Clan, they would need Sain to take action.

But Gong Qiying definitely would not do that right now.

Firstly, Sain has just rampaged once, doing it again could possibly violate some unspeakable taboos, secondly, it would alert the outside world, who would want to be near a Dungeon that has rampaged twice in a short period?

The last reason was that his relationships with Kirich weren’t deep enough yet, at least not worth rampaging for his sake now.

Not being able to rush out and unleash himself left Kirich a bit disappointed, but this slight disappointment was soon replaced by the joy of blasting enemies.

He was an alchemically created Magic Statue, not overthinking like naturally born lives, should be happy when it’s time to be happy, think happy thoughts when unhappy, and should offer gratitude and rewards to those who helped him.

"Lord Gedwin,"

Kirich, his rounded body leaning back as if looking up to Gedwin.

"After everything ends, may I become your affiliate? I wish to gift you this Dungeon."

Not waiting for Gong Qiying to reply, he continued:

"Originally, I was supposed to greet the end through an endless slumber, it was these damnable Demon Clan who awoke me, I want to eliminate them, but the long years have worn away all my permissions, so I can only place my hopes on others."

Sincerity flowed through his mechanical voice.

"Choosing you from the beginning must have been the favor of the Goddess of Fate,"

"I will never fall into slumber again, even if I am just an alchemically created Magic Statue, after witnessing the wonders of the world, I will never choose slumber again, fortunately, Mr. Kirich did not set a forced hibernation command for me."

"I want to transfer everything to you, and after you receive my spiritual power, I can release the shackles of the City Lord and search for my creator."

There’s only one outcome after removing the City Lord status—death.

Just a slight effort brings a new Dungeon, a highly profitable deal.

Gong Qiying patted Kirich’s smooth and round head, saying:

"This matter is not urgent, let’s first look at the situation outside, you’ve never seen the outside world since birth, right?"

"Outside?"

Kirich’s voice was full of doubt; could it be that Gong Qiying has a way to communicate with the outside world?

But how could that be.

Gong Qiying simply pulled out his Crystal Ball, this thing looked much more comfortable than a metal plate.

The scene outside Val City appeared above the Crystal Ball, they saw the towering City of Flesh, they also saw the Alliance battling it.

"How, how did you do this?" Kirich was inarticulate.

"Let’s watch the drama for now, I’ll explain later,"

Gong Qiying watched the City of Flesh, this thing full of cult-like symbolism held no threat in his eyes.

He believed that the adventurers who have undergone his training wouldn’t fail here, especially since...

there was someone who had died countless times under the Fran Undead Team and didn’t come today.

He and his wolf pack were en route to the battlefield.

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