Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 400 - 289: Sain Will Not Let Anyone Maintain Their Swagger

Chapter 400: Chapter 289: Sain Will Not Let Anyone Maintain Their Swagger

The more elegant and beautiful a thing is, the more one might be inclined to taint it.

For example, if a pale-skinned, beautiful Saintess cultivated by the Church were standing here, so divine and pure, untouchable by mortal needs, like an angel, what would people think?

An adventurer from Sain who enjoys playing invasions might say:

"I need to smear her face with a jar of feces."

It seems like staying in the Sain Dungeon for too long will gradually assimilate one’s personality with the place, making adventurers enjoy watching the so-called big shots embarrass themselves, reveling in watching their confident faces torn to shreds by the dungeon’s malice until they’re defenseless and red with embarrassment!

At this moment, Eliphas extended his hand towards Patch, who had transformed into a Dark Spirit, intending to turn him into a sunny and outgoing young man.

The light enveloped him, and under the gaze of the mercenaries watching as if witnessing a miracle, Patch’s actions changed.

He had raised his Big Shield and long spear, making the posture of a Shield Stab, but the moment he was enveloped by Eliphas’s light, he slowly lowered his shield and spear that represented vigilance, his eyes becoming much clearer, just looking at Eliphas like that.

The mercenaries cheered:

"The Captain’s ability works on residual shadows too!"

"Hahaha, the dungeon isn’t as mysterious as the legends say!"

"Quick, see if we can get any benefits off this converted residual shadow?"

Eliphas admired his handiwork; he had transformed the cunning bald man into a clear-eyed good person, and his ability indeed worked on residual shadows.

He glanced at Patch, feeling uninterested in such a character, and waved for the mercenaries to deal with him.

However, just as he walked past Patch, the latter suddenly spoke.

"What are you playing at, you sissy, blinding me with that strong light?"

Wh...what!?

The mercenaries’ voices stopped abruptly; how could such ugly words come from someone who’d been converted?

Eliphas slightly furrowed his brows, turning to look at Patch, who swiftly reached for something shaped like a jar from his waist, trying to hurl it at Eliphas!

"Whoosh—"

The Bow Arrow Team Captain’s arrow instantly blew up Patch’s arm, and the jar emitted waves of stench, instantly enveloping Eliphas.

A jar of feces?

No, wrong, the stench from a feces jar is much stronger than this; the real identity of this is—

Eliphas pierced Patch’s heart with a sword, a Hurricane rose around him blowing away the smoke, his brows furrowed tightly, one because his ability was ineffective against residual shadows, and two because of the foul-smelling smoke erupting from the shattered jar.

It was non-toxic, couldn’t obscure vision, did this thing have any effect other than being smelly? Was it purely for disgust?

The mercenaries promptly used Wind Magic to help blow away the nasty air, intending to search for Detoxification Potion and perfume, but upon seeing Eliphas, they suddenly exclaimed.

"Captain, your equipment!"

Eliphas looked down and instantly fell silent.

His favorite set of armor, forged with the concept of the White Eagle soaring high, was now full of layers of cracks, albeit made with Magic Power Metal, yet now a gentle pinch turned it into fragments scattered on the ground.

Turns out, the jar’s effect was to damage equipment!

He watched as the white eagle relief on the chest of the armor crumbled to pieces on the ground, without any change in expression, but secretly clenched his fist.

Then his Hand Armor also broke.

"Captain, please quickly put on this piece of armor!" The mercenaries suddenly felt fortunate for bringing spare equipment before departure, but the spare gear was just standard issue armor, not the same type as Eliphas’s.

"That residual shadow is really disgusting, if it’s not damaging equipment, what is it doing?"

The mercenaries cursed Patch’s despicable nature, and Eliphas had to display a calm attitude while changing into new armor with the assistance of the mercenaries, saying: "The enemy does this because they’re cornered, using lowly means that demonstrate the smallness of their heart."

"The Captain is right. Just with the courage in our hearts, we’ve already far surpassed the residual shadow!"

Eliphas is actually quite adept at being a Captain; saying whatever easily leads his subordinates to peak mentally.

After donning the new armor, but compared to the previous white armor, Eliphas’s aura seemed to have diminished significantly, far from his previous majesty.

Outwardly, he showed nothing, but inside surely he was already angry.

And the troubling events were still to come.

Because the armor responsible for covering the lower half, or rather covering the crotch area with skirt-like armor plates, was all missing!

Eliphas now felt a chill below, an inexplicable sense of freedom.

His facial muscles twitched slightly.

"No, this shouldn’t be happening, I did prepare several complete sets of armor..." The mercenary responsible for managing supplies once again sweat profusely; who knows what’s going on, why do supplies keep vanishing!? "

Even the dullest person at this moment should sense something amiss, supplies frequently disappearing, either due to an insider’s betrayal or— "

"Whoosh!"

The faint sound of something slicing through the air echoed, exceptionally noticeable in this moment of silence.

Eliphas’s figure suddenly flashed somewhere, quickly reaching out to grab an invisible object, but it was slippery beyond imagination, his grab unexpectedly failed to catch it, slipperier than an eel!

Only then did people realize, something was stealing their supplies!

How had they not noticed when this started happening?

Eliphas released a Light Arrow thicker than a bucket in a certain direction, but apart from blasting a large hole in the graveyard wall, nothing else happened.

The mercenaries launched a frenzied attack all around, but the result was only chaos, without even catching sight of what the thief was.

There was no doubt that the creature had already escaped.

"Sorry, Captain, we failed to detect it in time..."

"Count the supplies, see exactly what’s missing."

Eliphas commanded the people to act, while he himself, after finishing the instructions, followed his intuition to the area where the thieving Monster had been.

What kind of Monster can approach them without a trace?

He squinted his eyes, searching for clues, and finally locked his gaze.

The solid ground bore slight depressions, with some areas showing corrosion marks, and the distance between the depressions could be as large as twenty meters.

Seeing this, for the first time, Eliphas’s eyes showed confusion.

He could roughly deduce that the thieving Monster was more than ten or twenty meters long, quite heavy, and possessed the ability to corrode.

Such a creature could sneak up on them and steal things?

He recalled the sensation he had just grasped—like... a tongue?

This Dungeon really had an abundance of strange beings.

While not underestimating Sain, he couldn’t deny that he had been impulsive, which led to a lapse in vigilance.

All he had been thinking about was the reward after passing the level.

He issued the command for full speed ahead to the mercenaries, who then silently heightened their alertness. The person in charge of supplies clung to them fiercely, determined that anyone wanting to steal would have to take him first.

Once everyone was on high alert, the loss of supplies did not occur again, and upon inventory, they found that the largest loss was Healing Potions.

Fortunately, nothing too valuable was lost, the damage was still acceptable.

But Eliphas felt a chill in his large breeches since the Light Eagle Group was used to wearing skirt armor.

Passing through the upper and middle layers filled with Monsters, and prowling through the darkness-covered lower layer, they finally, guided by Sali, swiftly eliminated the Knights of War and reached Vonier’s Pit of Models.

The Bone Sea surged, but Eliphas paid no mind to this seemingly terrifying yet actually weak Monster horde. The combination of the assault captain and the Spear Cavalry Captain together was enough to scatter the surrounding skeletons.

Eliphas raised his hand towards the sky, releasing a powerful light, from which emerged a lifelike giant eagle composed of light, soaring and circling in the air. Wherever it passed, Undead Creatures dissolved completely.

Indeed, an AOE skill was essential.

Beyond the drawbridge lay a cave swirling with the "Abyss."

Looking at the Abyss, Eliphas felt a myriad of emotions, reaching out to touch it, unaware that his hand was trembling slightly.

The Abyss undulated, swallowing people, then by traversing a long road to audience, they pushed open heavy doors, revealing a skull adorned with a crown before them.

As black mist spread, and spatial transitions occurred once more, they arrived in the pitch-dark space, where even extending a hand resulted in nothing visible, and Eliphas’s gaze flickered.

Just like the rehearsal before departure, the mercenaries adopted a formation that seemed peculiar.

With Eliphas at the center, three captains formed a triangle to guard him, while the vice-captain and elite mercenaries stood at various positions outside, their places on the ground lit with patterns, connecting everyone to each other.

It seemed like... some sort of Magic Array?

Each person was aglow with light points, and as Eliphas raised a hand to point upward, the light from everyone gathered at his fingertips.

A wonderful chant rose from all around, as grand aura congealed.

Within a blink, a sphere as bright as the blazing sun glittered in midair, radiating intense vitality.

This was a Magic formed from the Life Force of the people, undoubtedly a Magic surpassing King Tier in power!

[Life Ball]!

Its powerful vitality was the strongest poison against Undead Creatures!

The mercenaries tore apart four Holy Light King Tier scrolls, causing sacred light, like dragons, to entwine around the Life Ball.

With no other intent, it was all a great offensive against Undead Creatures!

The Life Ball, condensed from the life forces of numerous human elites, plus Eliphas’s own rare and vast reserve of Magic Power, reached an exceedingly frightening level of potency.

But there remained an insurmountable barrier to the Legendary Tier.

At this moment, suddenly a bracelet appeared in Eliphas’s hand, emitting a familiar aura—it was [Armament]!

As the bracelet appeared, the Life Ball’s size multiplied, and its contained power surged dramatically.

It touched the threshold of Legendary!

Though not matching the might of the Legendary Magic once used by Conrad, slain by the Sword Saint, this Life Ball was more like the result of forced catalysis. Perhaps its explosive impact could reach the Legendary threshold, but fundamentally, it was far from comparable.

Yet Eliphas pulling off a "pseudo-Legendary Magic" with just these few folks was an astonishing feat!

He extended the Mage’s Hand to grasp the light point in the darkness from afar.

[Trash Residue]

"Ha."

Eliphas scoffed, dismissively waving his finger to unleash his confident attack towards the Overlord Vonier, who had appeared in the dark!

The target of the attack was naturally the opponent’s obvious weakness—Vonier’s skull!

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