Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 174 - 161: All Invaders are Murderers!

Chapter 174: Chapter 161: All Invaders are Murderers!

Let us assume that a Limp Walker can summon up to two Derivatives at a time.

Five Limp Walkers can then summon ten Derivatives, and with the New Strategy Group having five members, this means that one person would have to fight at least three Monsters.

But is that really the case?

The companions behind him kept falling, unable to sustain the fight once their spiritual power was drained; only the stronger Luluwo could barely keep fighting.

This meant she alone had to fight fifteen powerful Monsters that also carried mental contamination, and among them, the Limp Walkers continued to incessantly summon new Derivatives.

A crushing situation, undoubted dominating!

Yet, the one being crushed was Luluwo.

When the Limp Walkers charged collectively, Luluwo had the desperate expression of a child about to be run over by a large car.

The girl is reviving...

By the time she woke up again, she was in the bell tower.

Except for her clothes, all the spoils of this exploration had vanished!

Remembering the hellish scene she saw before dying... Luluwo got goosebumps all over her body.

"You revived me, now you owe me another one."

Beside her, a burly man spoke with a deep voice, his entire body cloaked in a black robe. If Luluwo’s black robe was to look cool and elegant, this man’s was purely for concealing his identity; he even wrapped his face in a thick cloth, only exposing a pair of aged eyes.

Berto and the others were still lying dead on the ground, not revived.

"Don’t be so rigid," Luluwo said, standing up while holding her head as severe headaches made her give up on moderating her tone.

Seeing this, the burly man’s hands suddenly revealed... a gentle Holy Light?

The Holy Light continued to soothe Luluwo’s headache, and her expression finally relaxed, she said: "Thanks, once I clear the level, I’ll carve your name on the memorial stone as well."

"No need, just keep your promise."

"Just helping you kill two people, it’s quite simple."

Luluwo waved her hand.

The burly man fell silent, then asked: "How’s the exploration going?"

"Not important," her expression tensed as she thought of something unpleasant, hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Compared with that, how’s your efforts in ambushing the Strategy Group going?"

"Very well," the burly man said unhurriedly: "With continuous interference, they don’t have the spare energy to explore the Dungeon, your victory is inevitable."

"But I guess you got killed a few times, how’s the headaches?"

After a moment, the burly man nodded.

"Really Leon," Luluwo stretched lazily, showing a slight smile, "If not for the special circumstances, I really would like to duel him openly before everyone—speaking of which, you guys probably can’t sustain another invasion tomorrow, what will you do?"

"Today, another eighteen people took the Soul-sucking Ghost Oath."

The burly man’s voice didn’t show much emotion, he sounded like he was talking with a stiff face.

"Amazing," Luluwo lightly clapped her hands, "Where did you find the candidates?"

"From the Church’s registry of sinners."

Luluwo’s eyes brightened, she couldn’t help but praise: "Perfect!"

She looked at the burly man with appreciation in her eyes.

This mysterious and burly man was the initial Soul-sucking Ghost Oath taker.

Luluwo had coincidentally made a deal with him, both sides helping each other, mutually beneficial.

"But currently, the efficiency of the invasions is very low, it takes nearly two hours to invade Leon each time," the burly man said.

"I have an idea, want to hear it?"

What kind of expression do nobles in plays show when discussing conspiracies, Luluwo thought for a moment, finally her lips curled up arrogantly as she smiled and said:

"Let’s publicize the location of the Soul-sucking Ghost altar, with more Soul-sucking Ghosts, someone will eventually invade Leon."

The burly man fell silent, so she pressed: "What, you can’t bear to disrupt this city’s order? After all, it’s a place you’ve protected for half your life."

"No," the burly man raised his head, and said: "The plan is excellent."

A wicked conspiracy was officially confirmed.

Until the next day, no, it didn’t even take until the next day.

Half an hour later, a notice provided by Nameless Guest was posted on the central bulletin board of Bed City, in striking bold letters.

[Soul-sucking Ghost Altar’s Location and Benefits of Invasion]

[Invading others, stealing their souls to level up, much safer than fighting Monsters!]

The benefits of being a Soul-sucking Ghost included killing people to take their souls, and winning invasions also earned oath items to exchange for rewards at the altar.

When the personnel responsible for posting the notice realized what kind of evil thing he had placed on the bulletin board, it was already too late.

Always carefully check all content during work!

Today, taking advantage of the moment before Sain Dungeon closed for the day, the number of invaders skyrocketed.

Inside Sain Dungeon.

Having spent a day in the Food Area, the Fishing Man Chiraj, carrying a full catch of fish, was content as he walked back to the Fire Transmission Ceremony. The path from the Food Area to the Fire Transmission Ceremony was slightly mixed with some Forest Area, thankfully this part was not too dangerous, even he could walk it cautiously.

"Today is a good day, caught so many fish, so happy."

Along with him, several other Fishing Men also echoed in agreement, feeling that their luck had gotten a lot better recently.

They celebrated too soon.

[Soul-sucking Ghost "La La La" has invaded!]

"What the hell is this?"

Everyone was startled by the glowing red invader that appeared before them and immediately became vigilant.

The invader also seemed to be a novice, and after examining his Spiritual Body for a while, he raised his slaughtering knife towards the Fishing Men.

"Wait, let’s talk this out! Can I give you some fish and you let us go?" Chiraj shouted.

"You guys can actually catch fish?" The invader grew angry "I can’t catch any, so I must kill you all! Hand over your souls obediently!"

Scenes like this unfolded in various areas of the Dungeon, and it could be your head next!

The next day, the third day...

Even though the Guild had already withdrawn the information about the Soul-sucking Ghost altar, the number of invaders kept increasing over time.

Don’t these guys who become invaders ever think before signing the oath? Soul-sucking Ghosts are forces of the Abyss, aren’t you guys essentially mingling with the Abyss by signing the oath?

Well, those who are worried obviously wouldn’t sign the oath, and those who sign it aren’t worried.

So far, whether it be Soul-sucking Ghosts or Sun Warriors, no divine decrees have come from the gods after signing these oaths, and people’s attitudes toward the altar have shifted from cautious to indifferent; if they could benefit, why not become Soul-sucking Ghosts?

The invasion trend flourished, and people in the Dungeon began a battle for survival.

When darkness arrives, the light is not far away.

Naturally, the Sun Warriors wouldn’t just stand by in such situations; they could obtain more souls and even Sun Badge rewards by defeating invaders while helping others, which ignited their passion.

In Bed City, adventurers seemed clearly divided into two camps: Sun Warriors and Soul-sucking Ghosts.

But there’s a critical problem—the number of Sun Warriors was much less than that of Soul-sucking Ghosts!

Perhaps doing bad deeds is easier, or perhaps people’s hearts all have a dark side; the thrill of invading others under a false name and wearing a mask is much more exhilarating than being a Sun Warrior helping others!

The Sun Warriors gradually became unable to combat the Soul-sucking Ghosts, and the Starfire Church was extremely anxious, even traveling to other cities to seek help.

However, for some reason, this only led to an increase in the number of invaders.

[All invaders are murderers!] The city was plastered with accusations against the Soul-sucking Ghosts.

Meanwhile, as the hidden Black Hand, the New Strategy Group continued to steadily advance the progress of the Dungeon exploration amid the chaos. They reduced the number of their team members to decrease the chance of invasion, even though it meant a slower pace.

But the Strategy Group was progressing even slower; for some reason, they seemed more likely to be invaded and were busy dealing with attacks from Soul-sucking Ghosts daily, having no time to explore the Dungeon.

There were rumors that Leon had given up, staying home and not coming out, and these days a guy named "Dal" had taken his place in the Strategy Group.

A perfect plan!

Luluwo would wake up laughing even in her sleep.

The chatter in the robust man’s voice also had some fluctuations; he wasn’t speaking in a stern tone anymore, seemingly quite pleased by the chaos in Bed City.

The hidden manipulators were extremely pleased.

As for the adventurers... some were happy, some were unhappy, and some were indifferent.

People found that forming teams of more than four made it easier to be invaded, so they actively reduced the number of people in their teams, but with fewer people, the efficiency of exploring the Dungeon decreased.

Perhaps soon, some might quit exploring the Dungeon due to their mapping experience being ruined by invaders.

However, the real hidden manipulator, Gong, would not allow the situation to develop to that point; so far, the adventurers’ responses were all within his plan.

If normal people are compared to flames and invaders to the Abyss, when flames are invaded by the Abyss and begin to flicker feebly, there always needs to be a hero who steps forward to transmit the fire, becoming the spark that pierces through the darkness.

And now, that hero, clearly orchestrated by Gong Qiying, has emerged!

Look, it’s Leon, stepping out of his house with the unbeatable Ring Capture.

His beard hadn’t been shaved for days, giving him a somewhat weathered look, but his eyes were more spirited than ever.

Before long, he found a quiet tavern, not to drink, but to look for someone.

"What’s up?"

An Elf girl, who seemed somewhat listless, looked up at Leon who sat across from her.

She is Steeran.

As a Sun Warrior, she had recently found it increasingly difficult to combat the invaders, so she ran to her usual tavern to drown her sorrows in drink.

There were just too many villains in Bed City; it seemed impossible to beat all the invaders.

"Help me out."

Leon confidently laid out his entire plan.

Initially, Steeran was only half listening, but by the end, she couldn’t help but straighten up, her eyes glinting brightly.

"If the plan succeeds, the chaos in the city will be resolved."

Leon was brimming with confidence, "I’ve also found another person to help. You know her."

Steeran suddenly stood up, feeling quite persuaded by the feasibility of Leon’s plan, and asked, "When do we start? I can’t wait!"

"We can start now, but first..."

Leon smiled slightly, placing a dirty Thief mask on the table.

"You need to wear this."

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