Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 243 - 195: People After the Battle, The Beginning of Magic!

Chapter 243: Chapter 195: People After the Battle, The Beginning of Magic!

Frog Head got what he wished for and emerged from the underground.

Although in the form of ashes.

People watched with their eyes wide as his carbonized body fell to the ground, half of it turning into ashes scattered into the sky.

As for why it was only half of his body, it was because the other half did not even have the chance to appear before everyone before becoming fertilizer for Cangyin Dungeon.

"What the heck?" Mila jumped back, coughing continuously because of the dust "Did this ugly fellow die inside the dungeon?"

Frog Head died inside the dungeon, doesn’t that imply...

That within Cangyin Dungeon there exists monsters or traps strong enough to kill him?

How much strength Frog Head retained by the time he entered the dungeon is unknown, but his brisk pace did not seem to indicate weakness; he must have kept at least fifty or sixty percent of his strength.

The members of the New Strategy Group exchanged glances, all equally puzzled.

While they were strategizing here, they had not noticed any formidable monsters, could it be there are special mechanisms or complicated triggering conditions?

Thus, everyone turned to look at the local Lord.

The reaction of the Lord of Spring Sun City was a tad slow; when he finally realized he was the center of attention, he came to an understanding and said: "The dungeon has turned the detestable Demon Clan into flying ash?"

Typical of nobility, even in such a situation, he would still craft sentences so carefully, there was no need for questions, just by looking at his surprised expression one could tell he knew nothing about Cangyin Dungeon.

The atmosphere at the scene quieted down for a moment, a crow-like bird flew past overhead, and when it cawed, the guards of Spring Sun City were the first to cheer.

"Wow! The Demon Clan is dead!"

No one was more excited than they were; the death of the mastermind behind the Demon Clan implied they wouldn’t need to go into battle anymore, which was fantastic news!

This thunderous cheering naturally reached the bold residents of Spring Sun City who ventured out to see what was happening, hence the whole city also cheered.

Only now were they just beginning to understand the situation—the Demon Clan had infiltrated Spring Sun City to wreak havoc, seemingly planning a major assault today, then were suddenly annihilated by the "army" riding giant wolves that appeared out of nowhere, the destruction caused by the Demon Clan in the city didn’t even match the stampede accidents that happened as people fled for their lives.

Had the Fran Guards come to save the day after the Demon Clan had caused more damage, perhaps the impact would have been greater.

But one of the reasons why the survivors of Val City chose to become Fran Guards, apart from seeking revenge, was exactly to prevent the tragedy that had befallen them from happening to others.

And now their feelings on the spot were probably the most complex.

Looking at Frog Head, being carried away by the wind and merging with nature, the Fran Guards found themselves at a loss for words.

The energy they were holding in had no outlet; the ardor they had just reclaimed in Spring Sun City had yet to be satisfied.

Seeing this, Dal had no choice but to go and console everyone, there would definitely still be new members of the Demon Clan for them to encounter, their desire for slaughter could certainly be satisfied.

If they really couldn’t encounter any in the inland, once everyone developed sufficient strength and had an established force, they could venture to the western frontiers of the Kingdom bordering the Demon Clan’s continent, it’d be guaranteed slaughter to their hearts’ content.

That night, Spring Sun City hurriedly began post-battle cleanup, only to be surprised to find... there was very little to do.

The Demon Clan hadn’t had the chance to cause widespread destruction before they were utterly defeated; all the Lord could do was to provide aid to the injured, comfort those unfortunate ones whose kin had been turned into Demon Clan, and draft a report to send to the central Kingdom.

After all this was done, the Lord even had the time to organize a banquet to express gratitude to the Fran Guards who had come all the way to help.

Dal originally wanted to excuse himself, but Luluwo grabbed his arm, smiling and saying:

"After a grand battle, heroes should have a banquet filled with wine and song, right? Like the feasts in the Barbarian legends at Heroic Spirit Hall, where there are endless celebrations, meat that can never be eaten up, unending fine wine, and... uh..."

She suddenly silenced herself, and when she realized what she almost said, she spat out: "Crude Barbarians."

Dal couldn’t help but laugh at that moment, then enjoyed even more with everyone at the banquet.

Just as Luluwo suggested, after the battle it was indeed time for a feast, what more for the Fran Guards who this fight was a long-awaited battle of vengeance.

The desire for revenge wouldn’t simply disappear, it would just become chilled and collected due to prior venting, at least it wouldn’t be worn on their faces daily.

Oh right, there was also a fearless writer who rode with the Fran Guards on the giant wolves, the earlier Charlie, or perhaps now it’s more appropriate to call him a reporter?

He recorded the events that unfolded at Spring Sun City with the Image Stone and text, with no need for embellishment, just presenting it as it happened was excellent material for a legend.

What happened tonight, was enough to make the participants famous!

The banquet’s songs and laughter continued all night until dawn, when another group that came to support Dal finally arrived at Spring Sun City, it was none other than Cow-horned Helmet Mercenary Stan leading his mercenaries.

After learning that the situation had been perfectly resolved, he fell into a lengthy silence, then turned with his mercenaries and left.

In contrast to the lively Spring Sun City, Heiniss of Cangyin Dungeon appeared a little lonely, but for now, she had found something to keep herself busy.

"Esteemed Underground City Lord, I thank you for your timely assistance in our hour of need, I, Heiniss, as the daughter of a Duke... Ah, that won’t do, the tone is too pretentious!"