Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 407 - 292 Dawn Dragon_3

Chapter 407: Chapter 292 Dawn Dragon_3

The Dawn Dragon moved sluggishly, a conclusion reached during the recent battle, so Eliphas believed that his seemingly dangerous move might have a miraculous effect, perhaps even puncturing the opponent’s eye.

But the Dawn Dragon was slow all over, except for its tongue.

"Pssht!"

The agile tongue instantly wrapped around Eliphas’s waist, and then...

"Next, we will be treated to the world-famous painting ’Captain Eliphas versus the Dawn Dragon.’"

"Could you tell me where Eliphas is?"

"Eliphas is in the mouth of the Dawn Dragon."

Accompanied by the sounds of chewing and swallowing, Eliphas returned once again to the bonfire alone, startling another mercenary who had arrived earlier.

The others merely collapsed from excessive lactic acid toxicity and hadn’t had a chance to die yet.

That mercenary had nothing to say and awkwardly asked, "Captain, did you really come to resurrect yourself?"

With a "slap," he was knocked unconscious by a blow.

Eliphas looked very upset, the mere thought of being in the Dawn Dragon’s mouth made him want to vomit, he grabbed the mercenary’s weapon and charged out again, vowing to a life-and-death battle with that damned dragon!

However, upon arrival, he found that the Dawn Dragon had disappeared again, along with all the mercenaries’ equipment, leaving only scattered weapons, with not a trace of the culprit’s aura remaining—a true departure.

"..."

A powerless sound of Eliphas hitting the wall echoed from the cemetery.

Losing to the Overlord Vonier was one thing, but to be bullied by a dragon...

What, you ask, is the meaning of life?

"Bastard!"

Before long, Eliphas, with a face darker than coal, led the "naked" mercenaries on the retreat, and this time, absolutely no one dared to speak.

The assault captain Gulen and the charge vice-captain Sali were still missing, but at this moment, no one cared about their fate. If they had died, so be it, they could catch up with the main force.

Anyone with eyes could see that Eliphas was in an extremely foul mood, and no one dared to provoke him, as fear gripped the mercenaries one by one.

Truly, he hadn’t been seen this angry for a long time.

The Arrow Captain sighed silently, as his most cherished treasure bow had also been snatched away, leaving only a sense of loss.

Fortunately, though, there should be no other surprises on the way back, hopefully allowing the captain to cool his anger.

He thought too beautifully.

[Invaded by the Dark Spirit "Black Swordsman!"]

The Arrow Captain’s eyelid twitched, proving once again that whatever you most wanted not to see always shows up, and before Eliphas could react, he snatched a weapon from a mercenary and charged toward the slowly forming Dark Spirit.

"Ignorant fool, let me be your opponent!"

Eliphas watched the Arrow Captain, his gaze unchanging, silently approving of the action.

The Arrow Captain launched an all-out assault, finally seeing the Black Swordsman’s form when he got close.

He was a sturdy man encased in heavy, solid black armor, with a beast-like helmet and eyes emitting a terrifying, blood-red glow.

The greatsword in his hand gave Gus vibes, but although it wasn’t as oversized as Gus’s greatsword, the Black Swordsman’s greatsword gave the Arrow Captain an unprecedented sense of crisis.

A mighty and ancient aura emanated from the Black Swordsman, and just a glance told anyone that this was no simple opponent.

As the Arrow Captain’s attack was about to hit, the Black Swordsman leaped high, spinning in mid-air.

This move seemed like a Wolf Jump, yet like a Lion Slash, but on closer inspection, it resembled some sort of return to simplicity.

"Boom!"

The Arrow Captain’s blood splattered everywhere, and the Black Swordsman turned to look at Eliphas, who was staring at him with a cold expression.

"Captain, here’s your weapon!" a mercenary shouted, but Eliphas did not turn around, as he still had magic to fight with.

Seeing the empty-handed enemy, the Black Swordsman pulled out an exquisitely designed Noble Stab Sword from nowhere and tossed it to Eliphas.

"Clang..."

The Noble Stab Sword slowly rolled to Eliphas’s feet, his expression changing suddenly.

He thought of the Overlord Vonier, the Dawn Dragon, all the series of shitty unexpected events since entering the Sain Dungeon.

Eliphas’s eyes twitched, almost gritting his teeth as he said:

"I’ll use you to relieve stress, take it all fully."