Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 349: Modified - 258 Sain is Dyeing Again

Chapter 349: Modified: Chapter 258 Sain is Dyeing Again

Gapar cautiously peeked his head out from the dark alley.

Only to see Bed City decorated with colorful flags, covered everywhere with his giant portrait. Some even used magic to project his head in the sky, making it look like a giant balloon.

This was truly an era of mass exposure. Various portraits of him were pasted in every street and alley, including the damp and dark alley he was hiding in, where monsters like thugs could respawn at any time!

What was this all about? Using his face to ward off evil? Making him a guardian god!

This spectacle was far more grand than Dal’s show back then.

After much effort, he finally snuck around to find out what happened, and learned that the footage of his battle with Conrad had somehow been spread!

He hadn’t even returned to Bed City yet, but the footage had already circulated throughout the Kingdom!

When he was drinking himself drunk in a tavern, people were admiring his combat prowess. When he was sound asleep in a hotel, people were cheering for him defeating Conrad.

Now, under the joint proposal of the adventurer guild and the Bed family, the entire Bed City had turned into this fanatical state.

Might as well rename it Gapar City! The Sword Saint mocked in his heart.

He sneaked a look at the Image Stone and watched the footage from beginning to end, finally admitting.

"They really filmed me looking cool."

Conrad had prepared dozens and hundreds of camera angles, striving to capture his victory over the Sword Saint from every angle, but it ended up glorifying Gapar instead.

Now everyone could enjoy the view of Conrad getting thoroughly beaten from different perspectives and cheer for it.

The footage was incredibly powerful; Conrad used countless tricks, while Gapar always found a way to counter them, breaking moves ingeniously, especially surviving the legendary magic at the end. Topps Force Field reappeared in the world, sunlight pierced through the evil night, illuminating the rift, and the Sword Saint’s club blasted the demon down—

Not only did the Gapar in the footage feel exhilarated but so did the viewers!

Moreover, fighting against Gapar was the demonic clan villain who massacred Sword Saints years ago, the Demon King’s descendant, and the Evil God’s ancestor who polluted the world. Gapar’s revenge and his righteous act of killing demons combined added a higher level of significance to this footage!

It’s likely that the Royal Family will use this footage as a propaganda film for a long time, and soon might even invite Gapar to tour the nation giving speeches or something.

Gapar watched his epic moment clips being played over and over outside and found himself deep in thought.

Normally, he’d seize opportunities to steal the spotlight, but the overwhelming frenzy now exceeded his expectations, honestly making him feel a bit intimidated.

The old man’s mentality made him gradually dislike showing off in front of strangers. His notable appearances in Bed City were always in front of familiar faces like Leonard.

"Maybe... it’s better to go back to the mountains."

At least until the hype died down; otherwise, he could imagine crowds of people cheering outside his house every day.

So he decided to leave immediately, met up with a few acquaintances briefly, and slipped away from Bed City.

But in fact, he also planned to leave to pay respects at his master and senior brothers’ graves. The descendants of the four Sword Saints from the north, south, east, and west would likely come to thank him, along with other miscellaneous connections.

In the next month or two, he’d probably be very busy, with no time to explore dungeons.

So before leaving, he specifically took a tour around Sain Dungeon—a real quick tour, just taking a final look at each area and then leaving.

It was for sentiment. Having stayed in Sain Dungeon for so long, he sensed he had grown attached to the place, like saying a brief farewell to an old friend.

Would he come back in the future? Perhaps.

Gapar suddenly came up with a mischievous idea that even he found amusing, muttering to himself:

"Someday, I should let Uffie, my daughter, experience this place too."

"That would certainly be very welcome."

In the City Lord’s room, Gong Qiying spread his arms wide, seemingly expressing welcome.

A world map lay before him, with the influence of Sain Dungeon represented by green shining brightly in Bed City and its surrounding areas, the territory further expanding over time, completely swallowing Spring Sun City. Cangyin Dungeon might be crying.

Besides, spots of green appeared on the world map as if someone had splashed green paint on it. Within the Yanor Kingdom, there were various sizes of green patches everywhere. On closer inspection, every place had some green, with Sain Dungeon’s influence spreading widely.

Local strongholds finally advancing across the nation, and neighboring countries around Yanor Kingdom could occasionally spot some green if looked closely.

Influence must be recognized by a significant number of organisms to count as color, so every bit of green was hard-earned.

Currently, the dungeons on the map were most colored where they were located, with influence declining and fading beyond a certain range, until finally blooming everywhere like Sain.

So the current world map looked like various large color blocks decorated with countless small dots, enough to make one dizzy at first glance.

The opening of Lake Lienia and Topps’ fame drew attention to Sain, and now Gapar brought another wave of reputation for it. The reason being, Gapar used almost exclusively items from Sain Dungeon to confront the enemy.

In other words, if he hadn’t trained in Sain Dungeon, Gapar might not have made it back alive.

Since he fought the demonic clan, seemingly an elite among them, this footage would also be heavily used as anti-demonic clan propaganda.

It’s expected that the continent’s morale would receive a significant boost, while the monsters lurking in various kingdoms would live in fear and anxiety.

The most explosive moment in the image—when the Silver Shield, enhanced with Topps Force Field, nullified Legendary Magic—made everyone realize the immense value of this artifact.

Initially, people thought the Silver Shield was only useful in dungeons, and some believed it was just a plot device for the Full Moon Queen boss fight.

But Gapar’s actions proved conclusively that even outside the dungeon, Topps Force Field remained incredibly powerful!

A wave of unprecedented public opinion arose.

Legendary Magic, known as the strongest magic by humans, could be nullified by an artifact from Sain Dungeon.

This was truly...

For a moment, many magicians aiming to become stronger were devastated, with the more extreme ones even promoting the idea that magic was useless.

However, the majority remained rational, pointing out that the chances of acquiring the drawing fragment "Waste Stone" were extremely low, and the odds of gathering all fragments and obtaining the Silver Shield were even lower. Since Gapar’s achievement, no one had managed to collect the fragments.

Even if someone obtained the Silver Shield, according to Steeran’s description, the Force Field wouldn’t react to ordinary magic, or rather, it only affected Legendary Magic. For regular magic, the Silver Shield was just a shield.

In summary, the viewpoint these rational individuals proposed was—

Most magicians should just continue their lives as usual, but those few who knew how to use Legendary Magic would be troubled.

How many people in the world can use Legendary Magic? Could they even break into double digits?

Ultimately, Topps Force Field wouldn’t affect the lives of most people; only those involved in Legendary magic battles needed to consider that the opponent might suddenly pull out a Topps Force Field while they’ve been painstakingly gathering the magic for their big move.

Force Field is indeed an unprecedented oddity, attracting the attention of many to this dungeon that has shone brightly in recent months, naturally including some high-level figures.

Every time he thought about this, Gong Qiying felt a little excited.

But on careful thought, no matter which "big figure" is watching him, he still needed to continue his daily routine of updating and repairing the dungeon.

"So, there’s no point in overthinking. I still have to keep doing what needs to be done."

A little vanity but not overly arrogant, Gong Qiying thought this was a good trait of his. He was already planning a new project.

"I need to quickly take advantage of this period of rising fame to offer some benefits to attract new recruits. Hmm, once they stay, I’ll gradually cut back on the benefits."

As he once again pulled out his notebook to jot down plans, a disturbance came from the altar behind him, and a letter floated down lightly.

An invitation from Unihorn Dungeon had arrived!

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In the Western Continent, the Demon Clan’s main city, the Great Demon City.

In the Divine Temple near the Great Demon Tree, a priestess named Onora, with a graceful figure and skin fairer than any other demon, was stroking the coarse bark of the Great Demon Tree.

Her eyes were covered with golden ornaments, enhancing her mysterious aura. The more she concealed, the more people wanted to see her true appearance.

At the moment, only she and another being—a wisp of black smoke so weak it could extinguish at any moment—were present outside the temple. It was Conrad!

"That damned Gapar, I almost fell into his hands this time..." Conrad’s gritted teeth voice came from the black smoke, then he turned to Onora with deep gratitude and said, "Thank you, Lady Onora, thank you for saving me. The Life Box you made for me was truly crucial to my survival."

Onora did not respond. She turned her exquisite face toward Conrad, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

No way, this priestess chose to help me after my previous supporter died, providing me with the best resources and making the Life Box for me. She can’t be planning to harm me, right?

Just as this thought arose, Conrad found himself unable to move, and Onora’s aura became dangerous.

This is bad, she really plans to kill me!

He cried out in despair.

"No, why, why did you save me only to kill—"

His voice suddenly stopped.

Onora’s red lips moved, and within moments, she completely obliterated Conrad’s consciousness. After swallowing the last remnants, she finally spoke:

"Because your memories would return to the Great Demon Tree after your death, and I don’t want anyone to know that I supported a useless fool like you."

That was why she made Conrad the Life Box, so that after he failed to challenge the Sword Saint and returned to the Great Demon City, she could immediately destroy him and quickly erase the memories stored in the Great Demon Tree.

As a priestess, she couldn’t afford such disgrace and didn’t want other priests to see Conrad’s memories.

Onora gently caressed the Great Demon Tree, erasing memories while muttering to herself:

"Just as I thought, the bloodline of the Demon King is nothing but ordinary. This tiresome experiment should end, and we should follow the true existence whom we should serve."

She smiled charmingly.

"It’s time to send our kin to pursue the darkness deeper than the Demon King."

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