Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 73: Left Bow! Swift Slash! Tachi!

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Left Bow! Swift Slash! Tachi!

The Holy Light Knight kicked at the Spiral Sword...

Kicked at the Spiral Sword...

Spiral Sword...

However, the Spiral Sword did not react at all, it did not budge.

As if there was an air wall blocking the Holy Light Knight, his kick came to a sharp halt just two or three centimeters from the Spiral Sword, obstructed by an invisible force.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through this barrier, which left him gasping for air in frustration, his kicks following one after another!

At this moment, finally, someone intervened.

"Stop!" x2

It was Steeran and Leon!

Steeran rushed up with utmost speed, grabbing the Holy Light Knight’s arm from behind, but his physique and strength were too much for her to restrain once he began to struggle.

As for Leon, his approach was even more direct and brutal. He lunged forward and delivered a powerful punch right to the Holy Light Knight’s face!

With this punch, teeth flew and blood sprayed through the air.

The Holy Light Knight was snapped back to reality by the punch, staring blankly at Leon, whose expression at the moment was truly fearsome.

"Do you have any fucking idea what you’re doing?!" Leon raised his fist again, luckily, Maru jumped over and held him back. "Your actions could be desecrating a creation left by the Gods. What if you destroy the bonfire, can the Holy Light Church afford the responsibility?!"

Everyone knows that the Dungeon would automatically repair any damaged scenery, but the bonfire was so special that even Leon was extremely cautious around it. What if it couldn’t be repaired once destroyed? The great mystery they had finally discovered would be lost...

Thinking of this made him so angry that he wanted to throw another punch.

Drew glanced at Leon, then at the Holy Light Knight, and sighed, this time not casting the Calming Technique on Leon.

"Hehe, hehe..." The Flame Cultivator, even after being knocked to the ground, still laughed while covering his face. In his view, the Holy Light Knight’s anger was a sign of his defenses breaking down, because seeing the world not created by the Holy Light God shattered his beliefs!

In short, it was a victory for the Fire God—

"Religious fanaticism harms people," Roger shook his head, patting Perry’s head and said: "Kid, you’d better not fall for religions in the future,"

Perry swatted away his hand irritably and did not speak, just staring intently at the bonfire.

What had been an ordinary bonfire now seemed to him to be a mysterious entity, akin to a creation of the Gods.

After witnessing that segment of imagery, as if he had personally participated in the era of fire, no one doubted its authenticity.

Perry also wanted to believe, but he was conflicted because the education he received from school taught him to seek multiple sources to prove something true, not to heed the word of any single source.

Therefore, until he found more evidence such as murals, artifacts, texts, and so on, he decided to remain skeptical.

Merca was completely behaving as if watching a drama, like she was just a bystander.

Eventually, Steeran released the Holy Light Knight, who sat on the ground for a while before getting up unsteadily, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The atmosphere grew even heavier, and even Leon couldn’t help but criticize: Why would Mr. Ceder bring fanatics here? They are all lunatics who would likely go berserk upon touching the bonfire.

Leon recalled that before departing, Ceder had assured him with great conviction that the members of the team were all elite forces not to be underestimated.

"...Unless this Holy Light Knight has some qualities I’ve overlooked, otherwise it’s just that Mr. Ceder was mistaken," he thought. Unwittingly, he had begun to feel a curious affection for the bonfire, no, for the Sain Dungeon.

On one hand, he wanted to utterly level this Dungeon filled with underworld stuff, but on the other, he found pleasure here; getting tricked made him furious, yet thinking back, it was quite fun, plus he could develop countermeasures for the next time, which allowed him to grow.

Damn, have I become a masochist?

Suddenly, Leon punched himself twice in the head and announced, "It’s time to set out, to find the Sun Altar," before heading towards the passage.

However, as he reached the doorway, an unexpected change occurred.

A layer of white mist suddenly appeared at the entrance of the passageway, blocking the way!

"What’s this?" He touched the mist, which seemed thin enough to be easily dispersed by hand, yet it was impenetrable.

"Boss, there’s white fog here too!" Tal shouted, kicking and punching the white fog that had appeared at the entrance to the Giant Curse Frog’s boss room, but to no avail.

Both exits were blocked, and they were trapped here!

A familiar feeling—a bad feeling—arose in Leon’s heart.

It seems like I always have this feeling every time I enter the Dungeon...

"It must be you who angered the Fire God; this is a divine punishment from the gods!" The mental state of the Flame Cultivator was worrying as he pointed at the Holy Light Knight’s nose and yelled.

The Holy Light Knight glared at him, struggled up from the ground, his towering figure twice the size of three Flame Cultivators.

But the latter was not at all afraid, standing eye-to-eye with the Holy Light Knight as if the Fire God was really backing him up at this moment, bravely confronting him.

Steeran watched the two nervously, ready to intervene and stop the conflict if it came to blows.

"Hmph," to their surprise, the Holy Light Knight merely snorted and turned to join Leon in attacking the white fog, his manner much calmer than before.

Is this... a good thing? Steeran tilted her head in puzzlement.

"Dong... Dong..."

Just as everyone tirelessly struggled to break through the Fog Gate, a loud bell suddenly rang out, a sound that only occurred when the Dungeon was closing. But it wasn’t nearly time for closure, so why—

Leon had a bad premonition again and felt that he could almost apply to become a Prophet.

"Roar—"

A dragon’s roar that suddenly emerged drowned out the bell!

"Oh my God, there’s a dragon!" Roger’s eyes shone with excitement; his field of study related to Monsters, and naturally, he was a monster enthusiast.

"Idiot, shouldn’t you be worried at this time!" Maru said anxiously. Almost everyone tensed up the moment they heard the dragon’s roar.

A dragon, a mighty creature—even the lowest of the Two-legged Flying Dragons is far stronger than other Monsters, and their appearance would bring about the highest-level quests in the adventurer’s guilds everywhere.

All the people present combined would be enough to subdue a Two-legged Flying Dragon, but one should still be nervous at such times.

Surprisingly, the roar gradually faded, and the creature did not come for them.

"Eh?" Steeran made a surprised noise, thinking the dragon had appeared because they had attacked the bonfire.

In fact, that’s what everyone thought.

The dragon didn’t come, which was indeed good. But they still couldn’t leave, so what the heck were they supposed to do?

"Crackle..."

The bonfire flickered and made a small crackling sound.

"Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle!"

The flames erupted into a blaze!

In an instant, surging flames engulfed half the room, with several twisted figures taking shape within it.

[Invaded by the Dark Spirit "Avatar of Left Bow"!!!]

[Invaded by the Dark Spirit "Avatar of Swift Slash"!!!]

[Invaded by the Dark Spirit "Avatar of Tachi"!!!]

At the same time, a row of dark text appeared before everyone:

[Due to the disrespect to the bonfire, the Conqueror’s Oath has been automatically signed, increasing the difficulty of this exploration.]

Behind the scenes, Gong Qiying scrolled through the [Available Monster] panel while sighing.

"If only it wasn’t locked, I would really love to drop an Ember King Avatar on you, be thankful for my mercy,"

(PS: Guess which dragon it is)