Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 348: After Modification - 257 I Canceled Your Curse

Chapter 348: After Modification: Chapter 257 I Canceled Your Curse

Exhaustion often comes after excessive fatigue.

When Conrad unleashed the legendary magic he had accumulated over decades in one breath, he felt an unprecedented exhaustion, a kind of fatigue that drained his entire body, with his consciousness almost returning to nothingness.

No wonder even magicians who have stepped into the legendary tier dare not easily use legendary magic; the consumption is so tremendous.

But...

He looked at the nebulae dwindling, the night sky rising and falling for him, only feeling as though he held the world in his hands. With this power, no other heir could possibly be his opponent.

"It’s just a pity that my senior brother’s head will turn to nothingness under this move."

A smile curled at the corner of Conrad’s mouth. Fortunately, he had planted many image stones in this gorge beforehand; some should still luckily remain. Then, the scene of him crushingly killing the Sword Saint would surely cause a sensation, no matter the faction.

He had endured hardships for so many years, waiting for this moment of resounding triumph!

He had never made a high-profile appearance before the world as he waited for this glorious moment, and the Sword Saint was undoubtedly the perfect stepping stone to his brilliance. To ensure foolproof success, he had done considerable preparatory work, thoroughly understanding Gapar’s every move.

Yet even so, he almost failed.

The Purple Star fell, and Conrad’s dark aura turned into question marks.

"Just how did my senior brother grow stronger? Such progress within a month is impossible unless he’s been hiding his strength all along. But that doesn’t make sense; I’ve never seen the previously reddened skin state. What on earth is going on?"

He shook his head and muttered, "Who cares; it’s my victory anyway—"

He raised his head high and looked towards the gorge, believing he had secured victory at this very moment.

The day had dawned.

It was already noon, and the sunlight was at its brightest, warm rays bathing everything. No matter who it was, they would surely feel quite comfortable.

Conrad couldn’t help but close his eyes, feeling the comfort brought by the sun.

Then he froze for two seconds, opening his eyes to look at the sky.

The sun hung bright, shining like a father’s embrace over all things.

Wait, why was it the sun?

Where were my stars and the night?

Infinite horror surged within him as he looked towards the gorge and saw a sight he’d never forget.

The endless nebulae seemed to be deleted like layers, disappearing abruptly along with the night sky.

Without any sign or warning, they just vanished abruptly; the gorge remained the same, with no difference from the start.

Conrad fell into a stupor.

Conrad tried to think.

Conrad gave up thinking.

Gapar’s figure emerged from the dust, the Silver Shield shattered into pieces on the ground, and a still-satisfied expression hung on his face as he looked at Conrad.

Just like not having a cigarette after exciting activities feels soulless, Conrad was now perceived as that post-activity cigarette in Gapar’s eyes, simply put—

In need of a beating!

Finished, I need to run! As this thought surfaced in his mind, Conrad belatedly dragged his exhausted body to flee, but unfortunately, the Sword Saint’s purity was higher; thinking of beating him to death, he already acted.

"Boom!"

A giant club smashed Conrad, who transformed into a large mass of black gas, into the ground, directly pounding him into an orb shape. A bizarre humanoid creature with various features appeared before Gapar, but regardless of what Conrad turned into, beating was the way to go!

"No, wait, don’t—"

"Boom!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, please—"

"Boom! Boom!"

The pitiful pleas and the thudding sounds of the giant club striking the ground echoed in the gorge, even forming a rhythm, like the most popular comedy soundtrack in the Kingdom.

This hit was for Master, this hit for Sera, this hit for Marco, this hit for...

Faces of old acquaintances flashed before Gapar’s eyes, the former junior brother now an enemy begging for mercy under his club. Even the Sword Saint’s heart couldn’t help but be filled with violent and other negative emotions.

"Senior brother..."

Conrad, near death, stretched out his hand weakly towards Gapar, seemingly seeking salvation, regardless if it was due to nerve chaos or something else.

Gapar paused, the initial image of his junior brother upon their first meeting appeared in his memory, all their experiences training and playing together recalled bit by bit...

Then he raised his club expressionlessly, his strength increasing by two hundred percent.

The best way to redeem an evil person is to let him die!

At that moment, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart, stumbled, and blood seeped from his mouth.

This is... a curse!

"Hey, hey, hey, senior brother, you just harbored killing intent towards me, didn’t you," Conrad’s voice became more spirited, "This is the power bestowed upon me by the Demon King lineage, anyone who harbors negative emotions towards me will be cursed. The more intense the emotions, the deeper the curse, once I trigger it, you will suffer pain constantly, never to ascend in peace. Hehe, I’ll take you with me even in death!"

"Pop!"

The sound of a cap opening echoed.

Gapar took out the [Goddess’ Blessing], removed the cap, and drank it in one gulp. The black aura of the curse that had been entwined around him instantly vanished without a trace. His face flushed with blood visibly, and he looked even better than before.

The Goddess’ Blessing had nullified Conrad’s curse.

Looking at the exquisite bottle, he said, "Saved by Sain once again."

Conrad’s mind fell into a stupor once more.

This time, Gapar gave him no time to recover his thoughts.

His wide-open eyes reflected the hideous grin of Gapar.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The offspring born from the union of an unknown Evil God and an unknown Demon King, with a human bloodline ratio far exceeding that of the exotic bloodline, an ambitious man with dreams of uniting the Demon Clan—Conrad—

[Will rise no more!]

No one knew how much time had passed. Above the ravine, the garrison of Titan Fortress sent the bravest among them to cautiously approach this place of great fear.

General Gabi looked at the bottomless ravine, took a deep breath, and shouted with respect:

"I am General Gabi of the Yanor Kingdom, here to pay my respects to the mighty one. Do you require our humble assistance?"

He hadn’t wanted to come initially, but thinking of the terrifying Legendary Magic that appeared and disappeared out of thin air, he felt he couldn’t pretend nothing had happened and hide in the fortress. It was better to pay his respects to the possible mysterious figure.

But his calls received no response.

"General, could it be those two powerful beings have already left?"

General Gabi nodded, pondered for a moment, and then instructed, "Find some Floating Beasts, and take some men down to have a look."

"Huh? Me?" The designated soldier began to regret speaking up.

"What if we find something left behind by the powerful ones? We can collect... ahem, we can temporarily safeguard it for them."

Cowardly at times, brave at others—General Gabi had always been such a peculiar person!

The soldiers cautiously descended to the bottom of the ravine. The place, cleared by the battle, was now a flat, empty expanse. The ground bore several large craters and dark stains, clearly made by a gigantic weapon. The sheer strength seemed terrifying.

Legendary Magic typically left a thick residue of Magic Power in its wake, unbearable for ordinary people. But here, it was pristine, no different from other border areas, with no residual Magic Power.

Someone picked up numerous silver fragments, treating them as treasures. These were remnants left by the powerful, sure to be useful.

"Hey, look at this!"

Someone found a loose stone, and upon removing it, discovered hidden inside...

"An Image Stone?"

"It seems to be active. Should we see what’s recorded on it?"

"We’d better not look rashly. Let’s report it to the General."

After viewing the contents of the Image Stone, General Gabi remained silent for an hour. Finally, he said in a trembling voice, "Destroy it. The powerful ones can be very touchy. We must not let this record be spread!"

Yet, the law of things is that the more you want something not to happen, the more likely it is to occur.

Although General Gabi managed to destroy this one, Conrad had buried countless other Image Stones in the ravine.

This world never lacks curious or meddlesome people. Some would undoubtedly return to the ravine secretly.

The next day—no, it didn’t even take until the next day. On the very night the battle ended, other Image Stones began to circulate.

In the first three days, the Image Stones spread within a small area near the Titan Fortress’s border. Initially, everyone was cautious, not daring to spread it widely. But upon recognizing one of the protagonists as the well-known Sword Saint Gapar, they felt reassured.

Gapar, a revered and approachable old Sword Saint, was known for seeking attention in his youth. He would likely be delighted if the footage spread.

Thus, on the fourth day, the footage spread explosively as people flocked to witness the rare, world-shaking battle.

Meanwhile, Gapar was merrily drinking in a tavern somewhere.

By the fifth day, every type of flying mount was deployed, spreading scenes of the powerful battle everywhere. People were awed by the Legendary Magic and the miraculous Silver Shield.

At the same time, Gapar was sound asleep in an inn, scratching his belly lazily.

On the sixth day, the footage went viral, quickly reaching the inland areas.

By this time, Gapar, riding his small Flying Horse, was leisurely flying towards Bed City, slightly intoxicated.

On the thirteenth day, drunk out of his mind, he slumped over his Flying Horse like a lump of mud, finally arriving in Bed City.

Through blurred vision, he noticed that Bed City seemed to have changed. It looked like... were those colorful flags?

[Welcome Home, Sword Saint!]

A huge banner hung over Bed City.

Gapar was instantly sobered up by the shock.

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