Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 303 - 233 Portrait of Moon Princess Lanni

Chapter 303: Chapter 233 Portrait of Moon Princess Lanni

Jump, thrust, run!

One hit and retreat!

Seth thrust his sword at the mysterious Fog Hidden Noble and immediately retreated, giving the strong opponent no chance to counterattack.

He didn’t even look at the result of his attack, choosing to retreat due to a premonition of danger.

During his retreat, he had prepared for the worst-case scenario: if the opponent suddenly appeared in front of him, or if the opponent cast an unavoidable spell...

Thinking too much, he didn’t regain his senses until he had jumped down from the attic, distancing himself from the Fog Hidden Noble by over ten meters.

That Monster... isn’t chasing me?

He examined the blood-streaked thrusting sword, recalling the feeling of his attack. He should have hit and injured the opponent.

But what level of injury does it mean to the enemy, light injury? Minor wound? Or something that heals in the blink of an eye?

He didn’t dare to imagine his attack causing severe or even fatal damage; that would be too far-fetched.

Being able to control the illusionary mist that even professors proficient in magic couldn’t decipher, such magical proficiency is definitely at a master level, beyond mortals.

Seth watched the attic nervously, as did everyone else. They were all waiting for the opponent’s reaction. Turci’s protective shield was already layered several times, yet she still felt it wasn’t enough.

There was no movement in the attic. Looking closely, one might find a slender figure prone on the ground.

This posture! Is he drawing a Magic Array?

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat, just then Roger suddenly pointed forward and said, "The mist is dispersing!"

Indeed, the thick mist was gradually dissipating, and the Monsters hidden within the mist turned into dust amidst unwilling roars.

Seth looked at the shrinking figure in the attic, then at the dissipating mist and illusions, showing a "I understand" expression.

"He can’t maintain the illusion while preparing the Magic Array, this is the perfect chance to leave." He promptly said.

"Yes, let’s go quickly." Turci agreed, casting a Group Invisibility Technique before everyone hurriedly escaped.

How lucky! Thankfully, the opponent neglected the illusion control.

Seth and the others had no intention of fighting; beating the final boss before the elves meant they only needed to defeat the ultimate boss, the elite on the way could be ignored.

Besides, the flute-playing figure was mysterious, perhaps beyond their ability to defeat.

Running away may be shameful, but it’s effective!

Looking back, Seth saw that the attic had disappeared along with the mist, and he could no longer observe the Fog Hidden Noble’s actions.

But since they couldn’t see the opponent, it should mean they had escaped his attack range, right?

He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, marveling at his good fortune.

This academy is truly filled with dangers, Seth thought to himself.

In the attic, out of their sight, the Fog Hidden Noble lay prone on the ground, his pierced body trembling continuously, apparently on the verge of death.

He gasped for a while, finally collapsing completely, turning into a pile of ashes.

The purple light points that fell from his body were left untouched, abandoned there, uncertain who might pick them up in the end.

After running a distance, the professors found a hidden corner to rest, finally able to relax a bit.

This academy, or rather, the current academy, felt less like a place of learning and more like a maze disguised as an academy.

They had never seen a real-life school built in such a winding manner, nor would a real school need hidden doors, right? Not to mention the classic [can’t be opened from this side] design, hoping the academy’s designer sees this message when urgently needing the restroom.

Throughout their journey, they noticed a peculiar phenomenon: the "academy" elements seemed sparse.

It was a subjective feeling, similar to how it felt more like a maze earlier. In the magic classroom area, there were portraits of magicians on the walls, classrooms with unreadable books piled up inside.

But inside the academy, the number of classrooms and books decreased, and Monsters were everywhere.

There were still portraits, but the intensity of the battles left them no time to investigate closely. Even many obvious hidden side paths went unexplored, as they continuously advanced along the main route.

Until they reached the end.

"No way..." Roger said, thinking they could reach the boss area by following the main path, only to find themselves at a dead end.

In front of them was a wall, blocking their way, with a giant painting hanging on it.

Another portrait, but this time, the subject’s style was quite different from the others.

It depicted a beautiful woman with blue skin, two faces, and four arms.

"Moon Princess, Lanni." Turci softly read the name beneath the portrait.

This must be another Magic Tutor from the academy. It seems that as long as it’s related to the "Magician" profession, any appearance outside of common sense isn’t surprising.

The academy had many portraits, each with the subject’s name beneath it, but Lanni was the only one they had found so far with a title.

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