Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 54 Horror Dispelling Powder

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Horror Dispelling Powder

As Leon lingered at the entrance of Sain Dungeon, he would never forget the day he battled with monkeys in the forest.

That was the most disgraceful moment of his life.

Overwhelmed by filth, clueless.

It was not just an insult to one’s character but also to the soul, the ultimate assault on a man’s dignity.

No matter how lowly one is, after suffering such an extraordinary humiliation, the mind fills with thoughts of slaughtering the other party, cutting them into eight pieces, no, sixteen pieces, thirty-two pieces, sixty-four pieces, one hundred sixty-eight pieces!

Leon thought he had succeeded in his revenge, thought he had washed away the disgrace, but...

That roar shattered his Dungeon dream.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"

Sain Dungeon.

When the leader was killed, the monkey horde cried out excitedly, but the cries were tinged with a layer of sorrow.

Leon cleansed himself of all filth, listening to the monkeys’ wailing, feeling ecstatic inside.

It even brought uncontrollable laughter out of him.

He was laughing maniacally; the monkeys were screeching wildly.

Each monkey was howling heart-wrenchingly, sounds so loud that the Strategy Group could only hear the roaring, nothing else.

Unable to hear anything else, even if the sound was right behind them.

"These monkeys have quite deep feelings for the Lion Ape," Drew commented with emotion: "Even though Dungeon monsters are usually indifferent, they still hold such deep fidelity, alas,"

"Old geezers become sentimental with age," Maru teased, this Dwarf got his face smeared with feces and wasn’t even angry, quite a strong mentality.

Tal sat cross-legged on the ground, focusing on controlling his breath. The color of his skin gradually paled, and his fangs receded.

"Right, I just picked up a ring," Maru suddenly remembered the Petite Ring, intrigued by the inscription about opening a certain door, could it be related to this level’s mechanism?

She turned around, then froze.

"Hahaha, Maru, what are you doing standing there, come with me and wipe out the remaining monkeys,"

Leon guffawed, turning his head over, and he too froze.

"What the hell..."

He saw the mightiest of the Undead that was supposed to be dead!

The headless figure that should have fallen was now standing upright, wielding a knife in one hand and holding its head in the other, eerily upright.

A beam of light shot from behind the headless Lion Ape, casting the Strategy Group’s members wholly under its shadow.

Why is it standing up again?

Could it be Undead Creatures?

No, it didn’t have the sensation of magic common to the Undead, so what could be the reason?

"Everyone quick—"

Leon got halfway through his shout when an even louder roar completely drowned him out.

It was the Lion Ape.

The skull it held in its hand let out an unprecedented roar, a cry carrying the wail of Undead, the ferocity of beasts, the shrieking of insects!

The situation escalated as the skies darkened, a vast expanse of Red Fog enveloping the group with a fierce roar, inciting a powerful sense of impending doom!

Leon wanted to push his comrades out of the Red Fog, but—

When engulfed in the expanse of Red Fog, while hearing the piercing roar, a deep fear arose in his heart.

Indeed, fear, the kind that makes one wish for death.

Fear slithered through his body like venomous snakes, constricting his breathing tightly, as if intent on crushing every bone to pieces, visions of his deepest fears materializing before him!

And at that moment, his Horror bar filled up.

Leon let out a short, sharp scream, then fell backward, faced up.

Dead!

Looking back at everyone in the Strategy Group, they all lay scattered on the ground.

Dead! Dead! Dead!

The roar of the headless Lion Ape could accumulate Horror bars in the game; once filled, it would trigger instant death, similar to a curse death.

In the otherworld, the roar would awaken a person’s deepest fears, and they would die in extreme terror.

That is to say, only Feng Bujue could fully withstand this attack.

The reason the Lion Ape could live without its head was due to something sinister within its body.

Watching the members of the Strategy Group fade into streaks of light and disappear, the Lion Ape staggered, holding its head, its thoughts indecipherable.

A day later.

Leon curled up on his bed, his complexion pale, his limbs cold, his body trembling.

Ever since he was roared to death by the Lion Ape in the Sain Dungeon, he had been like this.

As if scared out of his wits, even the slightest noise could make him extremely fearful, and only by curling up under the blankets could he feel a tiny sense of pitiful safety.

The Resurrection Technique could heal physical injuries, but it was mostly ineffective when it came to mental trauma.

Sadly, the Horror effect brought by the Lion Ape directly targeted the psyche.

Not only Leon, but all members of the Strategy Group were reacting the same way, trembling, extremely timorous, and fearful of the outside world.

"Don’t come over, don’t come..." Leon stared intently at a corner of his room, as if there really was a vengeful ghost there.

In his view, a woman bearing a striking resemblance to him stood there, looking at him with a scornful gaze and laughed mockingly:

"Leon, our family’s disgrace, have you had enough of playing adventurer games? Why are you too scared to come home?"

"Are you afraid of being beaten skinless by your sister? Heeheehee, do you still remember how I made you cry in front of our father at that banquet?"

"Since then, father has stopped talking to you, you’ve embarrassed him!"

"Is that why you ran away from home? Such a cowardly act, you can never surpass me, you will always be the family’s disgrace!"

"No, no, no!"

Leon’s anger actually overcame his fear, and he leapt off the bed, screaming and flailing his arms in an attempt to shatter the illusion before him.

However, the more agitated he got, the louder the laughter of the phantom became, eventually turning into the roar of the Lion Ape!

The fear was so intense it seemed to melt his brain; he burst through the door and ran wildly through the astonished gazes of the onlookers, as if running fast enough could leave the fear behind.

Fortunately, he ran fast enough that people on the street did not recognize his true identity; otherwise, the "Lion’s" reputation would have been thoroughly disgraced.

The lion was supposed to represent courage, but his behavior now was less than that of a sick cat.

Not knowing how long he had run, he suddenly came to his senses and found himself standing in front of a store.

The sign read Madar Magic Tool Store, a very ordinary name.

He suddenly noticed that passers-by were staring at him; he had run out in his untidy pajamas, which was indeed eye-catching.

In a panic, he ran into the store—if this was a regular Magic Tool Store, they should have clothes with special effects for sale.

"Welcome, may I help you with some..."

The store owner suddenly looked Leon over, causing him to feel uneasy.

"Heh, it looks like you need this," the owner chuckled, pulling something out from under the counter and placing it on the table.

It was wrapped in yellowed paper, seemingly a powder.

Leon glanced at it and saw the label on the paper wrapper:

Horror Dispelling Powder.