Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 391 - 283: Vonier’s Terracotta Warriors_2

Chapter 391: Chapter 283: Vonier’s Terracotta Warriors_2

And Sali, along with the other captains who did nothing, got into trouble. Eliphas doesn’t curse when he’s angry, but it gives a suffocating feeling, scaring people to death without compensation.

Although Sali wanted to say he was wronged, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, but because Aston’s confidence did not allow others to assist, but it was too late to say anything now.

Now, he just rolled into the Dungeon swiftly, advancing with the frontline team to pacify the Captain.

But the Captain also said that once the matters with the Royal Family are over, he intends to personally visit the Dungeon.

Thinking about the progress, his expression became a little strange, recalling an incident from a certain day.

"You mean, you were coaxed by the cavalry team to go into the Dungeon to farm for rewards, got cursed and despised by those people, afterward crossed the Black Zone with Tami, went on a big adventure in the Painting World with him, and he even gave you a ring?"

Returning to the present time, Sali watched as Elsa swung a greatsword in unmatched might, the [Pope’s Right Eye] on her index finger shining brightly, and in his heart...

Anyway, his emotions were quite complicated.

The good news is, after the great adventure that day, Elsa became the person with the highest exploration progress in the entire Light Eagle Group.

The bad news is, she only shared the relevant intelligence by the end of the competition, long after it was useful.

If Sali knew the intel about the second route was casually told to Tami by Elsa, he might vomit blood and say:

"Why are you helping outsiders, grandma?"

Luckily he didn’t know.

Elsa’s memory is excellent, and after going down once, she remembered the route, allowing everyone to pass through the Black Zone with ease, defeated the Knights of War, and explored further down.

"Is this?"

After the Knights of War fell, a purple light point appeared on the spot. Picking it up, it was a straight sword emitting cold vapors.

[Yilushier Straight Sword]

[Combat Skill: Frozen Frost Step]

[ A straight sword bestowed on the Knights of War from the Cold Valley, imbued with intense cold aura]

[All Knights of War will ultimately become beasts, and the black eyes of Pope Shalivan constantly keep their fighting spirit high]

"Cold Valley? Pope Shalivan?"

Sali narrowed his eyes, searching carefully in his mind, feeling as if he had heard similar words somewhere before.

Oh, the ring on Elsa’s hand, the [Pope’s Right Eye]!

[Pope’s Right Eye]

[A magical ring given to knights by Shalivan, the more continuous the attack, the higher the attack power]

[After staring into the black eyes, one becomes filled with fighting spirit, developing a desperate will to fight, and ultimately, the knight downgrades into a beast-like Berserker; thus, the Pope only grants it to knights sent to war]

From the moment he saw the Knights of War, he felt their style was different from the other monsters in the Underground Cemetery, extremely jarring.

Upon seeing the introduction of the Yilushier Straight Sword, it indeed confirmed that the Knights of War belong to another power.

So, where exactly is this so-called Cold Valley, who is Pope Shalivan, and why send the Knights of War here?

With new mysteries arising, Sali handed over the straight sword to his subordinates to keep it well and sincerely sighed:

"Even the placement of items in the Sain Dungeon is deliberate, layer upon layer, intimately connected."

Saying this out loud, considering his grudge against Sain, felt quite odd.

But he would not attack Sain out of spite just based on emotions; that’s something only a petty person would do.

"Be careful, there’s a dangerous aura."

Just as they descended deeper into the lower layers of the cemetery, Elsa suddenly issued a warning.

Anything that could make her vigilant must be extraordinary, prompting serious expressions on everyone’s faces.

Passing through the room guarded by the Knights of War, there was a deep and lengthy tunnel, with howling eerie winds and the aura of death intertwining around everyone.

And when they stepped out of the tunnel, as the ghostly spiritual fire illuminated the scene...

"Ah!"

Someone suddenly sat down on the ground in fright, face pale in terror.

"This, all of these are..."

Sali looked solemn as he stepped forward, only to be stopped by Elsa.

"Do not approach, they might not be dead yet."

"Not dead yet..."

Sali inhaled sharply.

They were standing on a cliff, with narrow paths on both sides lacking any guardrails, falling would mean to be crushed to pieces.

But that wasn’t the main point, it was what lay beneath the cliff that mattered.

It was a sight to behold, one after another, numbering in thousands... Casas Warriors!

They had formed a phalanx, uniformly standing beneath the cliff, their bodies turned to skeletal remains, but the intense killing aura clung to their bones.

At a glance, it looked as if they were patiently awaiting the call to war.

Clearly enveloped in silence, they looked as if they had been dead for ages, yet it gave the illusion that if they sensed the presence of the living, they would awaken at any moment for slaughter.

No, it wasn’t an illusion; in Sain Dungeon, anything is possible, maybe, in this underworld of a place, truly a battle with the thousand-strong Casas Army might ensue!

"This is the Overlord’s army..."

Sali recalled the Painting World named "Casas Warrior," where one could witness the Casas Army at its zenith in living color.

But here, facing the skeletal yet standing Casas individuals, people felt an even greater sense of horror.

The essence of it, no matter how realistic the Painting World seems it’s not reality, but what appeared here is the real Casas Army! The iron hoofs that once trampled many nations are here!

This could unmistakably be the most direct place to feel the name of Vonier’s "Overlord"!

Sali suddenly forced himself to divert his eyes, he mustn’t keep staring at these things, or his mind would become timid.

"Move, keep moving forward, don’t look down." He issued a command.

Everyone carefully walked along the narrow paths against the rock wall, soon finding a flat ground below where someone first jumped down.

The narrow path stood a distance from the flat ground, once hopping down, it’d be hard to get back immediately.

"Bones, all bones!"

The ground was littered with scattered white bones, how many in total? Who knows, if all these things resurrected into Skeleton Warriors, perhaps even villages could be submerged.

Sali suddenly had a bad feeling, could these things really come to life?

He looked ahead on the flat ground, a suspension bridge significantly wider than before lay not far ahead.

At the end of the suspension bridge, there was a tremendously vast cave.

In the instant of seeing the cave, Sali shivered fiercely.

The entrance was blocked by thick darkness, making it impossible to discern what was inside, but the dark substance itself wasn’t simple.

It was the Abyss, a highly pure Abyss.

Nowhere else in the Casas Underground Tomb showed signs of the Abyss, except here, could it be—

"The Overlord Vonier was tainted by the Abyss, attempting to become the final deceased..."

Sali mumbled, suddenly his gaze quivered, grabbing Elsa’s arm, and turned around to everyone to say:

"Retreat temporarily! Where’s the Magician, quickly create a staircase on the rock wall for us to go up!"

Initially, people didn’t understand why Sali suddenly became so panicked.

But the next second, they were even more panicked than him.

"Click, click..."

The full Skeleton Sea suddenly began to wriggle, with souls spiraling and shouting, purple mist wafting all around.

Below the sea of skeletons, those Casas Warriors standing like terracotta warriors...

Moved.

Another master!?

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