Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 473 - 327: Don’t Skip Class! _2

Chapter 473: Chapter 327: Don’t Skip Class! _2

"Tami? The young man who made waves by taking out nine intruders in a row with just one life?"

"That’s right, lately the Skyrim Strategy Group has recruited quite a few talents."

"Wait a minute, do those talents include her too?"

The adventurer pointed to a petite figure carrying a greatsword next to Luluwo, surprised: "How did the captain of the Light Eagle Group, Gus, end up mixed with them!?"

Elsa’s style completely matched with Luluwo, Tami, and the others, mixed together you can’t tell she’s a mercenary, clearly she’s an experienced adventurer.

Of course, there’s another reason their styles are unified.

An eagle-eyed adventurer noticed the clue and said:

"Why are their clothes all tattered?"

"...They look like they’ve been chewed by dogs."

People quickly noticed something was off with the atmosphere in today’s Skyrim Strategy Group; they all had gloomy faces, clothes shredded as if madly torn by dogs, and there were burn marks; some had wounds still bleeding.

It was obvious that they had been kicked out of the Dungeon in a battle with Monsters, without even having time to heal.

"Miss Luluwo, aren’t there any good news to share with everyone today?" Someone asked.

With one hand pressing down on her hair, which had been struck by lightning and was now an afro, Luluwo said, with heartfelt solemnity and deep pain:

"The dog on the Yilushier Bridge has to be taken down."

"What?"

Without caring whether people understood, she soared and vanished into the night, Tami chuckled bitterly and said to the crowd:

"Folks, let’s be honest and explore properly, try not to skip the Monsters."

"Why?"

"Because..." Tami shook his clothes, now as tattered as a beggar’s.

"The classes you skip now will come back as a boomerang hitting you on the head."

He believed he had fulfilled his duty to explain; more detailed information would only be revealed after Luluwo and the others completed their strategy.

He hoped that after hearing his advice, adventurers would be more cautious while exploring Yilushier, though saying this now might be too early, everyone’s progress was still at the Deep Church.

However, not long after, adventurers proved the truth of "listen to advice and you’ll eat well."

Because they didn’t heed the warning, especially those veteran adventurers, who were used to being a bit rebellious.

Like Fingerley.

Two days later.

"Yilushier, I’m back!"

Fingerley’s lively shout echoed through Yilushier’s frigid air, sounding like a husky finally getting its favorite toy.

"Fingerley, you haven’t had a hot drink yet!" Tusi’s shout came from behind.

"No worries, my passionate heart will never fear the cold!"

He ran ahead, while the Bone Stick Team chased from behind; this group somehow ended up entering together with the Hasavi Team...

Just halfway across the Yilushier Bridge, the silhouette of the Alligator Ember King slowly emerged, and before it could roar to announce its arrival, Fingerley ran past and patted its head.

"Good morning!"

The Alligator Ember King was instantly dumbfounded.

Before it could react, the tense Bone Stick Team dashed past, and Tusi, also nervous, said "Good morning."

"Roar?"

When the Alligator Ember King finally came to its senses and decided to spew thunder to recklessly blast these people who just ignored it, Matilda walked by and punched it off the bridge.

Though it fell heavily from the bridge, it wasn’t dead, staring at the crowd with its blood-red eyes, seemingly saying:

You’ll pay for this later.

Fingerley entered Yilushier yesterday.

Thanks to a strategy letter mysteriously appearing at his room door at midnight, he finally accomplished the "right exploration route," lowered the gate of the Deep Church, challenged the "normal difficulty" Deep Bishops, and successfully obtained the Little Puppet.

When he got the little puppet, he felt numb all over and murmured to himself:

"Why did I use Flying Skill before..."

The normal Deep Bishop group was nothing like the ones he faced before!

When Fingerley found familiar strands of golden hair in the strategy letter, Leon saw a return gift from Fingerley while he went out at midnight.

The Saint’s candelabrum exchanged with the souls of Deep Bishop group was brightly placed at his door, resembling a cult ritual, making people avoid it.

Although it was indeed a valuable gift, Leon’s reputation was tarnished.

Upon getting the little puppet, Fingerley eagerly ran into his dream city of Yilushier, fully experiencing the ice and snow city.

Leon secretly slipped him a strategy letter marking two streets, and relying on his ability, he managed to find the Onion Knight and kitchen bonfire by himself.

And today, after quickly reaching the kitchen bonfire, he planned to leave through the back door and explore the connected lake.

Previously, Tami had given a warning about the lake and dogs, which Fingerley heard but didn’t think was a big deal.

Waist-deep lake water would slow him down, and if Tami’s warning was about the Alligator Ember King coming into the lake to intercept adventurers, it really wouldn’t be much of a challenge for Fingerley.

They call this, courage comes with skill.

"Cheers, Jack old brother."

Fingerley placed the strongest liquor he could find like an offering before the sleeping Onion Knight, then led the team grandly out the kitchen back door.

As soon as they stepped out, the warmth of the bonfire vanished, replaced by the icy cold of the lake, and eerie howls echoed in the dark sewer.

Monsters lurking in the water looked very strange, like centipedes.

Their bodies were elongated like insects, and their multiple arms swung wildly like centipede limbs, with long black hair drifting in the water like aquatic plants and emitting eerie sounds.

These monsters, just a glance at them could make a person lose a few seconds of life, their SAN value plummeting.

When they suddenly leap from the water and embrace you warmly, you can truly feel what "Sain" means.

These disgusting things, even Fingerley didn’t want to fight them, leaving it all for the Magicians of Bone Stick Team to handle.

And once leaving the sewer, when the water rises to the waist, people know they’ve left the sewer and entered the lake area.

"It feels so quiet."

The vast lake, looking down reveals nothing hidden beneath the surface, fear of the unknown magnified by the water’s restriction on movement. If attacked by monsters here, it would surely be tragic.

Walking a bit further, people were almost frozen by the cold lake water, when a familiar figure appeared before them.

It’s the Alligator Ember King!

"Haha, I knew you’d show up here."

Leon enthusiastically drew his weapon; earlier, he hinted for Matilda to spare its life, for a purpose.

He wanted to witness what kind of power this creature, part alligator and part dog, could display in an open area.

Precautionary measures were ready. That punch Matilda landed earlier took half the Alligator Ember King’s life. If something unexpected truly occurred, they could quickly finish off the monster.

Theoretically, it seems there’s no chance of failure.

"Awoo!"

The Alligator Ember King howled towards the sky, with sorrow, resentment, anger, seemingly intent on a fierce battle with Fingerley.

Fingerley too ignited his fighting spirit; he liked to see how Sain’s monsters adapted their tactics in different environments, which satisfied his curiosity.

However, the Alligator Ember King did something unexpected — it took several steps back.

Are you serious with those retreating steps?

Just as Fingerley puzzled over this, two large shadows appeared beneath the water, with a "boom," the water exploded!

"Awoo!" X2

"Ah?"

Two Alligator Ember Kings, bigger and fiercer than the original monster, roared towards them!

"Fight the small one, then comes the big one!?"

Hiding behind its two large counterparts, the Alligator Ember King grinned wickedly.

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