Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 211 - 180 Artorias (8000 words, 2-in-1)_5

Chapter 211: Chapter 180 Artorias (8000 words, 2-in-1)_5

Accompanied by death, his shouting expression froze on his face, never realizing that his body had been severed.

Artorias was unharmed; Dal was just too weak.

But the weak could also earn his respect.

"..."

Before the last vestiges of his sanity faded, Artorias planted the broken Fran Greatsword before Dal.

For a warrior, to have a sword as a tombstone was an honor.

Artorias was grateful to Dal, for he brought the most precious thing to him—

"Hope"

Hope is what sustained him to endure the pain and stand guard here.

One day in the future, the Master of the Abyss would be vanquished; his efforts would not be in vain, knowing this was enough, the rest was left to time.

Nevertheless...

Artorias gave a wry smile, thinking to himself:

I really hope the one who can defeat Manus will come soon.

"Ugh..."

A sharp pain surged through him once again, and before he went mad, he dragged his body and disappeared into the jungle.

In the decrepit arena, Dal’s bisected corpse lay quietly.

Yet his consciousness, at this very moment, saw a different scene.

It was the continuation of the memories he saw when he entered the Painting World.

In those memories, he once again became Artorias in the first person perspective.

He saw himself giving the silver necklace to the survivors, shielding them from the corruption of the Abyss.

The next instant, the scene switched to the Abyss, where torrents of black magic assailed him; without the silver necklace, he could only rely on his shield to fend them off.

He saw "himself" failing to challenge the Master of the Abyss, still not seeing the enemy’s appearance, forced to retreat with his broken body, filled with unwillingness.

He saw his companion, Shif, still a young wolf unable to walk due to injuries, leaving no choice but to leave behind the Barrier Shield, protecting Shif in the Abyss.

Thenceforth, all his means to withstand the Abyss had been lost.

The Abyss gradually corrupted his mind; he felt agony, his spirit tormented, and monsters rushed at him, seeking to kill him while he was injuried.

In his mental disorder, he fought his way through the monsters, eventually reaching this arena, guarding the path to Ulashiro.

In his madness, he saw many things.

His lover, his dear friends, his companions, and the king he respected most, Gwyn King.

"The Abyss must not be allowed to spread!"

This was the last sentence Dal heard before being kicked out of the Painting World.

It was said by Artorias.

Different from a roar, it was full of vigor when he said it; presumably, it was the oath he made before setting out to Ulashiro.

The voice was pleasant to hear, magnetic and powerful; surely its owner must have been a handsome man.

In the moment before his consciousness dissipated, Dal cracked a smile and said in a dazed tone:

"That sword strike was so cool, Artorias..."

...

After who knows how long, Dal’s consciousness gradually awakened; he vaguely felt someone calling him.

"Dal, Dal?"

"Come on, wake up!"

He sat up abruptly, bumping into the gray wolf staring at him.

The latter whined and ran away.

Dal’s gaze was still filled with Chaos, unresponsive to the outside world until someone pried open his mouth and poured in an Advanced Potion with soothing effects on the mind, which then began to restore some of his senses.

Looking around, he was surrounded by people, all familiar faces.

Apart from the Fran Exploration Team, the Strategy Group, and the New Strategy Group were all there; he even saw Roger, who had administered the potion just now.

Everyone is gathered around me like it’s some kind of memorial service...

"What happened?" Dal rubbed his head, feeling extremely exhausted.

"Dal!" A girl from the Exploration Team threw herself into his arms, exclaiming, "Thank goodness you’re okay, everyone was so worried!"

Dal stiffened for a moment, helplessly saying, "Aren’t I fine right now."

"Fine?"

The girl lifted her head and said, "Do you know how many days you’ve been missing?"

Days?

Dal suddenly realized something and asked, "How many days did I spend in there?"

"Three whole days! You were in the Dungeon for three days before you came out!"

Seeing the girl’s emotional state, a flash of green light passed over her head, and she suddenly looked as if she had seen through the mundane world, no longer inquiring about worldly matters.

Drew withdrew his hand, which had released the calming technique, and as he carried the girl away, he explained to Dal:

"After you went into the Dungeon, you disappeared, and you were placed on the Guild’s missing persons notice."

"Two hours ago, someone found you unconscious near the Teleportation Gate, still clutching a painting, and we brought you back, oh, right, you were holding this too."

He placed a ring in Dal’s palm.

[Wolf Ring • Replica]

[Activate to significantly strengthen the body’s resilience, a tenacious body and will that will not be broken by attacks]

[The Wolf Ring belongs to the Abyss Wanderer Artorias, and the wolf is also his symbol]

[Artorias possessed a tenacious will; no matter the peril he faced, he would never back down. It is said that when he swung his Great Sword, he was unstoppable]

[Number of uses: 10]

Dal gazed at the ring, lost in thought, and just then, Drew asked:

"What exactly did you go through these past few days?"

Upon hearing the question, a complex emotion flashed in Dal’s eyes as he softly said:

"I experienced a legendary great adventure."

Afterwards, a story about a Wolf Knight committed to his duty was told through his mouth.

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