Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 150 - 141 Midir Who Devours the Darkness Has Defiled You

Chapter 150: Chapter 141 Midir Who Devours the Darkness Has Defiled You

What was the first person who ate a tomato thinking?

And what about the person who first ate a crab?

What exactly did the person who coined the phrase "you must never touch a tiger’s buttocks" encounter?

We may never know, but it’s precisely because of these people’s actions that humanity has been able to accumulate a wealth of knowledge, slowly clearing the fog of war from this unknown world.

No, this isn’t about discussing some philosophical issues, it’s just an attempt to justify a viewpoint—living a life, one always has to gamble a little to make it complete.

The above is Leon’s mental struggle as he tries to convince himself to choose the third option.

Devouring darkness, a giant dragon? This description seems quite impressive, all dark and dragon-like, like it’s a hidden boss that appears at the end of a level.

What exactly is the darkness it devours, and what would happen if I took a bite? At best, I’d probably end up running to the toilet; at worst, mutate into a monster—regardless, it surely wouldn’t be a good outcome. Otherwise, why would it be called "darkness"?

The third option seems quite sick, who would kick a giant dragon for no reason? To actually dare to mock it, that’s utterly nonsensical.

Rationally speaking, anyone who wants to stay alive should choose the second option and quietly leave.

But, but...

Leon clenched his teeth tightly, his hand hovering over the second option, unable to press it down.

A gentle voice in his heart said, "Press it, one should always be cautious when exploring the Dungeon."

He wavered as his finger slowly moved downward.

However, at this moment, a sharp voice whispered in his ear,

"Are you content to just walk away like this? Aren’t you curious about the surprises the other options might bring?"

But exploring the Dungeon needs caution.

"What caution, if an adventurer doesn’t take risks, wouldn’t that be a failure?"

But...

"Stop dawdling, think about the meaning of your adventure!"

The meaning of my adventure? Wasn’t it to prove myself in the beginning?

By the time Leon snapped back to reality, his hand was already pressing on option three.

[Kick Midir and say, "Please stop eating trash."]

His expression immediately became extremely horrified—only someone possessed by a ghost would choose such a ridiculous option!

Fortunately, all the feedback would only appear in text form; even if I mess things up big time, it surely couldn’t—

Just as he had this thought, the scene before him changed and suddenly he was in a pitch-dark underworld.

A giant black dragon stood before him, its terrifying head no more than a meter away, so close that Leon could see the reflections on its scales.

The black dragon stared at Leon, seemingly waiting for his response.

"No way..." Leon was stunned. "To actually be immersed in the scene?"

Devouring darkness, this was the black dragon’s name, Midir.

However, the real Midir could not be summoned to the Sain Dungeon at its current state of existence.

Leon was unaware of these convolutions; he felt that he could die at any moment, the dragon’s breath alone could blow him away.

His body tried to suppress the shaking, but at this extremely critical moment, a thought uncontrollably emerged in his head.

Kick Midir!

No, no, no—

Leon’s face was truly horrified now, as much as he struggled, his legs uncontrollably moved towards Midir.

The black dragon watched the "Dwarf" in confusion, not understanding what he was trying to do.

"Heh, hehe..."

Standing by the front leg of Midir, Leon slowly lifted one foot, a resigned, bitter smile on his face.

"Squish!"

The shoe, covered in some unknown but disgusting sticky substance, kicked Midir’s front leg.

Clearly feeling it, Midir paused.

Such an insignificant act didn’t even warrant anger in his eyes. After all, he touches the darkness on the ground every day and even has to eat it, getting a little bit on his body was no big deal—sometimes he even has to roll in it.

But at this moment, Leon struggled to open his mouth and stammered,

"Pl-please, could you... not eat... trash..."

"..."

Dead silence.

Midir kept his eyes on Leon, and as for Leon, he was now sweating profusely, no, nearly crying.

How could anyone fall for such a deceptive option!

He heard a roar and saw the black dragon lift its front paw before passing out, but he didn’t see the paw come down.

Because at the moment he heard the roar, he was already dead from the shock.

[Your action has puzzled Midir; devouring darkness is the mission given to him by the Sunlight King Gwyn. Although he doesn’t care about your action, your offensive words have decided him to teach you a small lesson]

[Your mouth is filled with darkness and your whole body has been sullied]

[Life Force diminished, movements sluggish]

[Received a blessing: Devouring Abyss]

[Abyss Creatures will be terrified of you, the combat power of Abyss Creatures that are your enemies will decrease, but the price is that your mental state will suffer from the erosion of the abyss, unable to stabilize]

[Received an item: A handful of Black Mud]

[The Black Mud stuffed into your mouth by Midir himself, throwing it will attract Abyss Creatures]

The screen flashed, and Leon lay on the floor of the room like a salted fish, coughing nonstop, scratching at his throat in an attempt to vomit out the black mud that he had swallowed.

But it was in vain; the only thing in his stomach was today’s breakfast.

The previous scene seemed like an illusion. He distinctly remembered being stuffed with mud, but why wasn’t there any?

He had clearly been roared to death, but why was he alive again?

Unfortunately, his life force was genuinely weakened, and it was distressing not knowing whether the blessing he received was good or bad.

Drew stood by his side, looking as if nothing had happened—no nausea, no vomiting, and no depletion of life force.

"What happened to you?" Drew quickly cast healing magic on Leon, gradually restoring his lost life force. It was good to have a healer by his side.

"Did, cough cough, you not see the Black Dragon?"

"What Black Dragon?"

The two stared at each other with wide eyes until, after a long explanation, they realized they had each seen something different.

Leon saw Midir devouring the darkness, and then he died.

But Drew said he saw a blacksmith named Andre, with whom he exchanged insights about blacksmithing, and who taught him a set of boxing techniques.

It was a pity he was a Magician and hardly ever needed to use his fists; it felt like a waste.

The two rested for a while and then suddenly heard strange noises coming from the front of the room.

Looking up, they saw a group of weirdly-shaped monsters falling from the ceiling. Their heads were abnormally swollen, their bodies deformed and elongated, emitting waves of a sinister and dangerous aura.

Leon’s body suddenly reacted—not that kind of reaction, but the black mud inside him reacted.

This meant that the monsters opposite were Abyss Creatures!

"Hehehe, perfect timing," Leon drew his Reverse Sword, and with a Swift Slash, he burst into laughter and charged.

Drew watched Leon dumbfounded, sensing that there was something off about his mental state.

Thank goodness I didn’t experience that, he thought, feeling somewhat relieved, but then he worried:

What about the others? I hope they don’t encounter anything too outrageous.

[In the chaos of space and time, you inadvertently catch glimpses of fragments of moments:]

[You see three people in need of help:]

[The first is sitting in the Fire Transmission Ceremony area, sighing and hoping you could cheer him up]

[The second is a Thief, shivering in the sewer, hoping you would rescue him]

[The third is an upright Knight who accidentally fell into a well, hoping you can pull him up]

[No matter who you choose to save, you will receive a reward]

"What is this?"

Maru examined the text that appeared before her, utterly confused.

Where did Tal go? He was right with her just a moment ago.

But she quickly calmed down and analyzed the text.

The first option was ruled out. She was never good at comforting people; cheering someone up was harder than defeating the Fran Undead Team.

As for the second option, a professional Thief? Didn’t seem like a good person, also ruled out.

Without a doubt, she chose the third!

The scene before her eyes changed suddenly, and amidst her surprise, Maru found herself next to a well, throwing down a rope.

After a short while, a person clad in Armor climbed up from the well.

The Armor he was wearing was strange, bloated like an Onion, and somewhat comical.

As soon as he got up, he thanked Maru profusely, showering her with all sorts of compliments. Even though she knew it was flattery, she couldn’t help but feel quite elated.

But why did his voice sound so familiar, as if she’d heard it before?

Impossible, must be my illusion. How could I have heard it before?

"My weapon is missing, can you help me look for it? It should also have fallen in. If you can find it, it’s yours," the Knight’s voice was a bit sharp, incongruous with his homely Armor.

Maru leaned over the well, peering closely into its depths, seeing nothing.

Hiss, wait a second, why does this posture look so familiar?

A sudden surge of strength came from behind, unexpectedly kicking her into the well!

Before plummeting in, Maru turned around only to see the Knight remove his helmet, revealing a vaguely familiar face.

Why is this guy here?

"Hehe, you have only yourself to blame for your greed. Who told you to covet your lord’s weapon?"

"Splosh!"

[You rescued the Knight, only to realize that the Knight had his Armor stolen by a despicable person who lurked in the well, preying on passersby]

[No good deed goes unpunished; maybe next time you should learn to be cautious with strangers?]

[You are soaked in cold water, coming down with a severe cold, your head begins to grow fuzzy]

"Patch!!!"

While everyone encountered strange and bizarre events, Sword Saint Jia Pael also faced an odd situation.

Before him appeared two monsters.

One was a harmless-looking Mushroom Man.

The other resembled a bug, one of the Corruption Favored.

[Please make a choice:]

[Option one: Exchange punches with the Mushroom Man]

[Option two: Embrace the Corruption Favored]