Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 304 - 233: Portrait of Moon Princess Lanni_2

Chapter 304: Chapter 233: Portrait of Moon Princess Lanni_2

The name "Moon Princess" sounds very impressive.

Her portrait is hung at the end of the main road, and it’s much larger than those of other mentors. Does this hint at her being more important than the others?

This must be a central figure in Reyalucaria, everyone thought.

Does this portrait imply something, like her status, magic school...

Or, could it be that we might meet the Moon Princess at the top of this Magic Academy?

Roger hoped not. Although she was beautiful, just by looking at the portrait, it was clear she was extremely powerful. He had no confidence in overcoming an ancient magician.

Compared to his worries, Seth was more interested in Lanni’s background. He wanted to look behind the portrait to see if it recorded her origins, but he was blocked by an invisible protective shield before he could get close.

Just like Topps’ portrait, one couldn’t get near it. But they were unaware of Topps at this moment, feeling only novelty.

Even the portrait is protected by a shield, meaning it must be very important.

As the shield rose, a magical text appeared.

[You have bestowed a moment of peace upon the world]

If this were a puzzle game, they would see a message like this at this moment.

[You have discovered a mysterious portrait. Though its purpose is unknown, instinct tells you it contains important information]

"A moment of peace... What does that mean?"

Seth frowned, unable to understand even after much thought.

His intuition told him this message was important, but he itched because he couldn’t decipher it, ultimately feeling helpless.

What does peace mean, does it refer to tranquility?

"We won’t find anything new by looking further," Turci said. "Let’s head back and check those side paths."

"Alright." Seth took one last look at Lanni’s portrait before leaving, firmly imprinting this mysterious figure in his mind.

With the main path unpassable, they had to start exploring the intricate side paths.

For the first time, they felt weariness towards the dungeon. Unlike a game, there wasn’t a mini-map, and even in games, many mini-maps could still make people feel disoriented. The interconnected roads made the group feel nauseous.

Exploring here with just four people was pure torture, even after using cheating-like invisibility magic. Without invisibility and fighting their way honestly, they would have died many times over.

They carefully assassinated the reconnaissance monster on the road. Thankfully, its death didn’t trigger a death speech summoning more monsters.

Turci and the others walked backward from the rear, exploring each side path again. Quickly, they hit a dead end on the first path, where an explosive crystal no doubt drew a wave of monsters to attack them.

"Next path."

Soon after, the second path also ended in a dead end. But this time, there were three treasure chests there. The group happily went to open the chests, then cursed in outrage:

"Damn it, they’re three treasure box monsters! Next path."

They didn’t finish the third path, because giant iron balls kept falling from the ceiling, and there were alcoves on either side of the corridor, each fitting one or two people.

It was clear at a glance how to pass this trap mechanism, but it was too troublesome.

"...Next path."

By the fourth path, they were already feeling a bit tired.

If they could increase the number of explorers by a zero, this kind of spacious map would suit large group exploration. Only then did Roger realize why Lake Lienia had no limit on people and time.

Halfway down the path, they wanted to rest, but at that moment, they heard a commotion in the distance, along with shouting voices.

The group exchanged glances, surprised to find others here?

When they rushed over, Roger’s eyes opened wide in shock, and he called out the name of the person opposite.

"Luluwo!?"

"Huh?"

Luluwo, who was riding on the Royal Ghost’s neck and driving the cart, made a surprised sound, slackening her grip. The Royal Ghost immediately charged at Roger like an untamed horse!

"Whoa!" Roger only had time to cry out before the massive Royal Ghost was already upon him, its many arms swinging more than the limb-connecting nobles.

"Don’t worry!"

Turci quickly cast a magic shield on her junior. With the shield, there was no need to worry about monster attacks, right?

Roger also heaved a sigh of relief, but—

"Smack, smack... Boom!"

The Royal Ghost howled, swinging its arms roundly. The next second, its "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" viciously struck the magic shield. Turci’s proud defense magic shattered in seconds! Endless slaps rained down on Roger’s face instantly.

"What the heck!" Even Turci couldn’t help but curse. What brutal slaps!

As Roger’s body flew back like a broken sack, Luluwo finally reacted. Numerous chains emerged from beneath her cloak, tightly binding its arms, but it wasn’t enough. It could only temporarily restrict its movement.

"Attack!" she shouted.

Turci thought she was talking to her, but then a group of adventurers suddenly jumped out from the corners and pounced on the Royal Ghost.

Where did all these burly men come from?

"Roar!"

The Royal Ghost let out a frightened cry and perished under the onslaught of the burly men!

"Phew..."

Luluwo wiped the sweat off her forehead, clapped her hands, and said, "Thanks, everyone. Thankfully no one was hurt."

Indeed, no one was hurt because Roger had already experienced a more serious death, having revived at the academy entrance.

What to say, he probably couldn’t make it back here alone, unless everyone specifically went back to fetch him.

"What are you doing here?" Without a moment of mourning for Roger, Turci immediately questioned.

She glanced at the composition of the team opposite, noting that besides the old members of the Skyrim Strategy Group, there were sixteen unfamiliar faces.

They were all dressed as adventurers, and they didn’t look like small fry. Although not elite like Leon, they were still experienced.

The Skyrim Strategy Group had quietly gathered such a group?

"We’re here to take on the boss. It’s just down this path," Luluwo pointed behind her.

So the boss room was just here!

Before Turci could react, she continued:

"But I advise you not to go. We just ran back after failing to beat it."

Turci frowned, not because she felt slighted by this remark, but she was pondering how strong the boss must be if the strategy group admitted defeat.

Could it be as strong as that mysterious monster controlling the mist?

She exchanged glances with Seth and the others. What should they do if they couldn’t beat the final boss?

Seth shook his head, worried about the boss’s strength, but unwilling to lose the competition with the elves.

Luluwo saw them pondering and suddenly said:

"Why don’t we cooperate? I’ve already figured out the strategy; we just need more people."

"I’ll take you inside to experience a battle with the boss, and then you’ll understand what my strategy is."