Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 418 - 297: Overlord, Subjugation!_4

Chapter 418: Chapter 297: Overlord, Subjugation!_4

Gapar, huh? If it’s him, maybe he really could do it.

But when Luluwo thought of Gapar, what first came to her mind wasn’t his strong martial arts, but the spectacle when this Old Sword Saint died for the first time in the Sain Dungeon, and his body was teleported to the Resurrection House in Bed City, drawing the entire city’s people to take photos and check in.

Speaking of which, there was also the widespread news of the Sword Saint shedding tears after being resurrected at that event, causing quite a stir for a while.

Why did the Sword Saint cry then? Seems it was because his favorite weapon was...

Suddenly, Luluwo’s eyes lit up, and she jumped up, shouting: "I have an idea, you guys come with me on a trip outside!"

People were baffled, wondering what idea she’d come up with that required a trip outside?

But considering the time, it should be late at night now, and the Dungeon would close soon; they figured they could go out, rest for a few hours, and come back for more battles.

Luluwo’s destination wasn’t the Royal City, but Bed City.

Not long after, the door of a large, ominously eerie house in Bed City was knocked. Judging by the wild weeds in the courtyard, the owner was certainly quite a recluse.

Even after a long time knocking with no response, Luluwo persisted, until a complaining voice came from behind the door.

"Coming, coming, who is it, waking people up in the middle of the night."

The door opened, revealing a man with a scruffy beard and heavy dark circles under his eyes.

On closer look, wasn’t this Magician Roger?

Lately, he was either dragged by the Magic Professors to promote magical theories or burning the midnight oil under his mentor’s pressure to write papers, his dark circles darker than the night itself.

Today was his rare day off, yet he was disturbed, now his resentment was strong enough to revive the Evil Sword Immortal.

"It’s you huh, what do you want..." Roger displayed the same expression as "Huai Min couldn’t sleep either".

Luluwo flashed a harmless smile, opened her hands, and said:

"Can I borrow some Elf Balls?"

"What?"

Everyone knew Roger had the most Elf Balls, always catching all sorts of strange things.

"Quack?" A Curse Frog poked its head from beside the door, letting out a befuddled croak matching its owner’s expression.

The Little Arrow Sparrow on its head was drowsily swaying its little head.

No one knew what Luluwo said to Roger eventually, but in the end, she indeed carried out a basket full of Elf Balls from his home.

That’s right, a whole basket!

"Listen, here’s what our next tactic is like..."

She mysteriously unveiled her plan, and after hearing it, people all smiled knowingly.

Elsa, in particular, was suddenly enlightened, repeatedly praising how clever Luluwo’s mind was, wishing she could graft it onto herself.

That sounded a bit envious.

The Skyrim Strategy Group, about an hour before the Dungeon closed, left Sain Dungeon, only re-entering when it was midnight again, leaving them enough time for just one more bout with Vonier.

"Alright, let’s start round two!"

The second showdown against Overlord Vonier officially began, with no changes in their personnel configuration or supplies, and tactics were scarcely different, seemingly unchanged.

The only change was that this time, Berto didn’t summon an ash-forged Magic Statue but instead kept maneuvering around Vonier, often narrowly escaping death.

What were they trying to do?

Luluwo no longer lured Vonier with ranged attacks, instead provocatively closing in.

When the bracelet’s light dimmed to a certain extent after being attacked, Vonier entered a berserk state, increasing the frequency of melee attacks, treating everyone equally.

"It’s now! Throw it!"

As soon as Luluwo gave the command, Tami appeared with a red and white Elf Ball in his hand and tossed it beneath Vonier’s descending massive hand.

As the Elf Ball opened and closed, a creature that resembled an insect and had a profound connection to Gapar appeared, but before it could act, Vonier smashed it with a single slap, blood and fragments scattering, much of which splattered onto the bracelet.

The adventurers repeated this action, constantly throwing out Elf Balls, and they all contained this kind of creature.

In his berserk state, Vonier accepted all comers, smashing every creature that appeared, causing blood and flesh to scatter everywhere, his hands and the bracelet smearing with gore.

Were the creatures from the Elf Balls Pokemon? Of course not.

Once all the Elf Balls in hand were thrown, Vonier had nearly calmed down, and Luluwo and the others returned to their previous tactics, creating opportunities for Elsa to attack the bracelet.

The opportunity arrived, watching Elsa perform an action on the bracelet similar to a Lion Slash, Luluwo and the others’ eyes gleamed like never before!

Elsa’s attack targeted the bracelet on the right hand, which had dimmed significantly after everyone focused their attacks there earlier.

And after throwing the Elf Balls, they didn’t try to attack the bracelet again, fearing it might alert Vonier!

"Boom!"

Carrying everyone’s hopes, the greatsword in Elsa’s hand burst into red light, suddenly igniting into flames, and struck the bracelet like a meteor.

"Eeek... Bang!"

When the Meteor’s glow faded, the sound of shattering echoed in the air, and Vonier let out a roar of unprecedented terror.

"It broke!" Luluwo shouted excitedly!

"It finally broke!" The others couldn’t help but cheer too.