Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 445 - 312: Is the End of the Arms Race the Left Bow?_2

Chapter 445: Chapter 312: Is the End of the Arms Race the Left Bow?_2

"Of course, when there’s something new, everyone should experience it together. I figured you’d be able to make it here soon, so I waited.""

Fingerley stood up, dusted off his pants, and once again donned a cheerful smile. "Let’s go and see what kind of tricks he’s playing. If there’s fun to be had, none of us should miss out.""

In other words, when facing torment, it’s also about walking the path together. Suffering alone versus with everyone else is an entirely different thing.

The former makes you want to smash things in anger, while the latter can make you laugh with joy.

The Curse Binder hung on a giant eagle, suspended in the air waiting for them as if pointing them in a direction. As he hovered there, people would run towards him.

And naturally, encounters with other Monsters were inevitable during their escape.

In the cemetery, rare Tomb Guardians here became as common as wholesale cabbage, appearing everywhere. Aside from knife-wielding Tomb Guardians, there were also those who used magic, which was a purplish-black magic with an attack principle not much different from that of a Soul Arrow.

Besides the Tomb Guardians, Wandering Soul soldiers and slaves became the most common monsters here. If you could find a vantage point, without a doubt, there would be a few Wandering Soul soldiers hiding there, waiting to shower you with crossbow arrows once you got close, likely using Invisibility.

They combined with the maggots from Attached Maggot Corpse, using the power of these insects to suspend themselves on pillars or buildings, creating an illusion of floating in the air. Along with Invisibility Magic, they could deceive adventurers. After all, everyone thought monsters would be hiding behind cover, not hanging conspicuously outside.

Naturally, as you stepped into the shooting range of the Wandering Soul soldiers, frail-looking slaves were bound to show up. They seemed weak, but fought more crazily than Animated Corpses. If a slave climbed onto you and started frantically scratching, especially if you were in the shooting range, it would pretty much guarantee a restart.

The roofs of the Deep Church were designed unlike normal roofs, more like a battleground, with nooks and crannies everywhere that could hide monsters. Just looking at the eaves, there’s no telling how many slaves were hanging up there.

After walking for a while, Fingerley noticed a change and said:

"Be careful, the monsters’ equipment has changed."

When people noticed the Wandering Soul soldiers’ heavy crossbows suddenly turned into scatter crossbows, indicating an equipment upgrade, the Curse Binder leaped down from the sky, engaging them in a second battle.

The previous fight ended in a stalemate; this time, Fingerley got serious, and the three of them battled back and forth with the Curse Binder, even showing signs of gaining the upper hand.

If the Hasavi Team went all out, they could reach the edge of B rank, almost tying with Gapar during the time he challenged the Sub-human Sword Saint. However, they couldn’t match the current Gapar.

Now, Fingerley and his team couldn’t go all out for some reason, which made their fight against the C++ ranked Curse Binder a draw.

A shriek from the eagle signaled the Curse Binder’s takeoff again. Matilda attempted to attack and stop him but was pushed back by a thrown Special Large Sword. Afterward, the sword floated back into the Curse Binder’s hand.

As he departed, Wandering Soul soldiers emerged from unexpected places, wielding more powerful scatter crossbows with wider coverage, aiming at the group.

Even the flame arrowheads, originally coated with [Fire Grease], had been changed to [Meisemor Fire Grease].

With Matilda around, scenes of them fleeing in panic were impossible. Her armor was magical, capable of transforming into various forms, including shields. Erecting a few shields in front combined with Water Magic to extinguish flames could block the Arrow Rain.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The arrowheads hammered down like raindrops on the shields. During this interval, Fingerley suddenly thought: If we keep moving forward, will the scatter crossbows also turn into something even more harmful?

He guessed right.

Further ahead, the scatter crossbows in the Wandering Soul soldiers’ hands turned into repeating crossbows, capable of firing dozens of arrows at once, as if under magical influence.

The third battle with the Curse Binder unfolded much the same, but with the accumulated injuries from the previous fights, the Curse Binder was visibly on the verge of collapse.

Just as Matilda wanted to take this chance to finish him off, Fingerley suddenly stopped her, watching as the Curse Binder grabbed onto the giant eagle and flew away once more.

Matilda didn’t question him, merely looking at Fingerley. She knew her captain must have his reasons, and there was mutual trust among them all.

"Haven’t you noticed that while the enemy is obstructing us, they’re also showing us the way forward?"

Fingerley relied on his powerful intuition to realize this: "The rooftop of this church is more complicated than a maze. If we walk around aimlessly, we may easily get lost. But with that guy floating in the sky, even if we take a few wrong turns during exploration, we can ultimately figure out where to go. So, until we find a way into the church, we need to keep that enemy around."

What he intuited aligned perfectly with Gong Qiying’s design logic.

Though Fingerley rarely explored dungeons, his talent was remarkably suited for it. Or perhaps, talented people can adapt anywhere?

Heavy crossbow, scatter, repeating; what’s next? There don’t seem to be other types available, right?

In Fingerley’s understanding, crossbows have these styles. To further enhance their power, it would have to rely purely on magic.

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