Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 307: After the modification - 236

Chapter 307: After the modification: Chapter 236

The enemy is on the other side of the corridor!

As the magic professor Miriam aimed the Magic Great Bow at the adventurers, everyone had already reacted.

"Bang!"

The magnificent and enormous Magic Arrow shot towards the crowd in an instant. Even though most of its power was blocked by Vienma, the leaked aftermath still took away a lucky spectator.

"Marco!" The dead man’s companion let out a sorrowful cry.

They glared at the enemy with hateful eyes, only to find that the opponent was clutching her bleeding shoulder, with an arrow embedded in it.

Steeran had made a move. She had shot an arrow enchanted with Wind Walking Technique almost at the same time as Miriam. The tiny arrow was blocked by the enormous Magic Arrow, hitting Miriam before she could react.

Though there were various factors of luck involved, the reaction speed Steeran showed was unmatched by anyone except Vienma, whose aunt had instantly cast Defense Magic to block the Magic Arrow before it arrived.

From this perspective, Steeran’s progress was truly remarkable.

But her arm felt a bit numb now. Focusing on shooting caused her to neglect evasion, and as a result, she was affected by the explosion of the Magic Arrow. Her bleeding arm, which held the bow, was temporarily unable to continue shooting.

Fortunately, everyone reacted. Those who could use magic began chanting, while those who couldn’t drew their swords and charged, determined to chop the audacious magic professor into pieces!

At this moment, Miriam suddenly raised her magic wand and gave it a gentle shake.

Vienma sensed something with her intuition and promptly threw several Wind Blades to interrupt the spell, but she was a step too late.

A crystalline luminous stone mist dispersed from the magic wand out of thin air, and Miriam’s figure instantly disappeared. The Wind Blades hit a nearby pillar in vain.

Vanished? Was it a teleportation magic like Flash?

While everyone remained vigilant, they immediately felt a strong sense of threat.

When they turned their heads, they saw Miriam standing on a chandelier hanging in the air, aiming the Great Bow at them.

Magic: Loretta’s Great Bow!

Guard Knight Loretta’s magic, able to form a Magic Great Bow to shoot big arrows, with its power enhanced by charging.

It is said that the bow was her weapon of choice.

The big arrow shot again, but the firing position was a bit improper. The railing dissipated most of its power, and Vienma perfectly defended against the remaining force.

Seeing things were not favorable, she waved the magic wand once more and disappeared from everyone’s sight, reappearing behind them.

They had no choice but to respond again, either by using Defense Magic or by fast evasion.

"When will this ever end!" someone shouted, their defensive posture breached.

They felt they were being toyed with, even a dog would not be messed around with like this.

With just three attacks, Miriam successfully attracted everyone’s hatred. She disappeared from everyone’s vision again. As people stood still, fully focused with their Protective Shields prepared for the next attack...

Miriam was gone, no trace of her.

"She ran away!?" Merca’s face twisted, "Are you kidding me, you bastard!"

Vienma’s expression didn’t change much, but her slender fingers incessantly twirling her hair indicated her irritation.

Nobody likes being toyed with, nobody!

Initially, some adventurers planned to leave, but after the magic professor’s antics, they insisted on finding that bastard and beating her until even her parents couldn’t recognize her.

Everyone—elves, dwarves, humans, beastmen—exchanged glances, seeing the same determination in each other’s eyes.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor remained largely unchanged except for the central hall, which turned into a crisscrossed area with several beams and chandeliers that seemed to hold a few Painting Messengers. Of course, this was just in terms of layout.

In terms of specific details, the changes were more pronounced. The most obvious difference was...

"Black Magic Defense Skill classroom?"

Steeran read the description in front of a classroom door.

"Black Magic Defense Skill, one of the core courses at Reyalucaria and Hogwarts, aims to teach students how to protect themselves from evil black magic."

What is Hogwarts? Since its name is placed alongside Reyalucaria, it must be related somehow, perhaps a branch academy? Like the Magic Association Royal City Roland Campus in the outside world?

Steeran didn’t think much of it. She figured that if a classroom was placed here with its function indicated, there might be corresponding magic to learn inside.

As she placed her hand on the doorknob, ready to enter, others also made new discoveries.

"Transformation Department Spell classroom, established by Reyalucaria and Winter Castle, aims to provide learners with the opportunity to study these natural magic spells."

Vienma’s eyes lit up, and she placed her hand on the doorknob as well.

"Life classroom, established by the druids of Azeroth, where the energy of life, often known as Natural Magic by druids, promotes the growth and renewal of all things."

Merca initially found it interesting, but then he saw the next line.

"Note: This classroom was established by traditionalist druids and only accepts male spellcasters. Females, please find Elune Sisterhood yourselves."

"What the hell, still engaging in discrimination?"

She pouted, grabbed the doorknob, and wanted to see what would happen when she opened the door. There’s no way a "druid" wrapped in white cloth like a mummy would suddenly jump out and cover her whole body with a black cloth, leaving only her eyes exposed, right?

What am I thinking, how weird.

"Creak..."

She opened the long-sealed classroom door, the scent of dust rushing into her nose, and at the same time, the other doors were opened synchronously with 100% synchronization rate by the others.

However, what appeared in front of everyone was the same sight — azure magic arrows.

Damn, it’s Miriam.

"Bang!"

Almost simultaneously, the classrooms that were opened all burst out magic arrows, catching groups of adventurers unprepared!

The massive explosion caused the entire second floor to tremble, filling the scene with thick smoke and cries. The dead adventurers couldn’t make any sounds, but the injured yet still alive ones were groaning in pain, and others screamed like scared little girls.

By the way, Merca belonged to the group that couldn’t make any sound. The moment the door was pushed open, besides Miriam’s ambush, there was also a druid force that explosively rejected her entry.

The combined forces caused an explosion at close range, injuries that even Gapar would have seriously suffered from, let alone Merca who was almost defenseless. She didn’t even feel the pain before losing consciousness instantly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Steeran collapsed to the ground, coughing non-stop, covered in blood on half her body. She tried to reach for a potion, but realized her left arm was blown off, who knows where it flew.

This is bad, I’ll have to spend more money to find a priest to use Blood and Flesh Rebirth spells.

Right, how are the others!

She used her still-functioning arm to crush a healing potion, the mixture of potion and glass shards spilling over her body, regained a bit of strength and hurriedly checked on the others’ conditions.

No need to check to know, the scene was very tragic.

Damn it, how could Miriam be hiding here, plus, she can clone!?

A thousand curses brewed in Steeran’s mouth, when suddenly, warm light began to pour down from the sky. The moment everyone touched the starlight, their groans immediately lessened, even feeling the warmth.

"Heard the explosion and sensed something wrong, turns out trouble really did happen."

Clearing the thick smoke with a wave, Turci said while casting her exclusive strong healing magic, Seth and Hades also helped out, and Roger, who had been offline for a while, returned to the team.

When healing the elf, Turci and Steeran locked eyes.

Cold sweat ran down Steeran’s forehead, she was supposedly not on good terms with the other side, what to say now, act prideful and reject?

"Hehe~"

Turci covered her mouth with a smirk similar to Merca’s annoying one, waved her hand and healed Steeran with magic, then turned and left.

"..."

Steeran’s face twitched, momentarily not knowing what to say, muttered a small "Thank you."

When the smoke completely cleared, Vienma reappeared, looking completely unharmed.

No, she was injured, because at some point, she had changed her clothes!

Vienma’s face looked awful, seeing the chaos all around, her murderous intent was as intense as when she got splashed with mud by a Mud Fish Dragon.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Miriam’s figure far away. Vienma quickly glanced at the adventurers’ and elves’ injuries, threw a package to Turci, and then dashed towards Miriam, so fast it was hard to see any residual shadow.

Her physical strength is this strong?

"Who needs your potions anyway," Turci opened the package, saw it contained magic power replenishment potions and gold coins.

She chuckled lightly, tossed the package to Roger, and continued her role as a battlefield angel.

She showed no expression when treating adventurers, but would always display a wicked smile when treating elves, probably mocking? Definitely mocking!

(Something like this)

Despite the sarcasm, the quality of healing magic didn’t drop. She’s quite the grudge-holder.

Leaning against the wall, Steeran looked at Turci revenging happily at one moment, then at Vienma chasing Miriam around the next, suddenly feeling overwhelming fatigue.

In short, heart-tired.

Chased around by Crystal Elder, chased around by Miriam, you magicians are all escape artists?

She sighed deeply and said to herself:

"I want to go home..."