Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 90 Big Rock Snake, Blast Scale Dragon

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Big Rock Snake, Blast Scale Dragon

At three o’clock in the early morning, the sky was pitch black; it was now autumn, and the chilly night wind was piercing to the bone.

A long queue had already formed in front of Sain Dungeon, and due to its current popularity, the flow of people was increasing. Many had come to line up two hours early, and others, when kicked out of the dungeon at midnight, didn’t even go home and just queued up directly.

Despite the adventurers’ efforts, they couldn’t overcome the privilege of the nobility.

The guards from the Bed Family mockingly watched the adventurers, telling their colleagues, "What’s the use of queuing up so early? They will have to make way eventually,"

"Keep it down, these folks are all hot-tempered," another guard said. "It’s about time; hurry up and call all the workers over, start collecting entrance fees once they are all inside."

The adventurers glared at them furiously, and curses could be heard throughout the line.

If it weren’t for the guards being part of the Lord’s domain—a noble protected by the Kingdom—they would’ve already started fighting!

Many people, after weighing the costs and benefits, decided that there was still profit to be had from entering Sain Dungeon, so they suppressed their anger and came. However, it was clear to any discerning eye that the suppressed dissatisfaction wouldn’t disappear but would brew over time until it exploded.

In fact, people who were efficient had already organized a protest march, though it was unclear exactly when it would happen.

Mage Roger looked at everyone’s expressions and felt like his sociological experience had improved.

Yesterday, the exploration team had reported various pieces of information to Ceder, including bonfires, images, oaths, etc., overwhelming the old man who had seen much in his life. He kept silent for a moment and then distributed the generous reward previously promised and even added an extra bonus.

He mentioned organizing another exploration after a period, but Roger felt that it would be difficult to gather the same group of people now.

Leon, the "Lion", claimed that an elder he had long wished to apprenticed under would be interested in the Tear-Drop Embryo. To show sincerity, he personally took the Tear-Drop Embryo and set off to visit the elder. Reportedly, other members of the Strategy Group also went along and wouldn’t be back soon.

The Flame Cultivator performed a wild dance of ecstasy in the meeting room then hastily rode to the Starfire Church’s stronghold—he claimed he needed to gather all remaining followers to become Sun Warriors. The stronghold was located in a neighboring city of Bed City, and the round trip would take several days.

The Holy Light Knight had gone to report to the Church and hadn’t been seen since.

Steeran was still in the city serving as a Sun Warrior, but her appearances had decreased due to Merca’s harassment.

As for Perry, that kid carrying a deep grudge took the Crystal Scroll and returned to the Magic Association. After all, he came here to verify the bonfire images for the Association, and he had to report back.

So why did Roger stay here?

Hehe, of course, for the Monster!

"This magical spherical device can catch even dragons; perhaps it can catch other Monsters as well," he thought of going to the dungeon to catch Monsters. In his eyes, the Monsters produced by Sain Dungeon were species never seen before, far rarer than those tired Monsters on the surface!

Catch what is precious—he might even introduce Flash Curse Frog, Flash Mushroom Man, Flash Female Fire Dragon later on.

"Invisibility."

Roger cast Invisibility Magic on himself and quietly blended into the workers’ line, preparing to enter the dungeon with them.

Queuing was out of the question—he would never queue in his lifetime.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, a person standing with the guards suddenly turned his head toward the direction where Roger was and narrowed his eyes.

Did he spot me?

Roger was slightly surprised but realized it when he saw the person’s attire.

The man was sturdy, dressed in a silver-white full-body Armor, complete with simple decorations. Not only was the helmet shaped like an eagle, but the chest plate also depicted a vividly painted falcon.

That explains it—this is the Mercenary Group Ceder mentioned: the Light Eagle Group.

No wonder the adventurers hadn’t caused any trouble; virtually everyone had heard of the near-unbeaten reputation of this Mercenary Group that lived and fought on the blade’s edge. Nobody wanted to conflict with such battle-hardened mercenaries.

Judging from the standard of his Armor, this man was at least at a captain’s level, not to be underestimated.

Yet, that couldn’t scare Roger. He gave the man a thumbs up and followed the workers through the Teleportation Gate.

The captain of the Light Eagle Group suddenly chuckled, causing the surrounding guards to show puzzled expressions.

"Huh, why is there one person missing?" After entering the Dungeon, the workers counted their numbers and found only nine.

After waiting on the spot for two minutes, the missing person didn’t show up, so the workers cursed a few times and began their work for the day, heading to the designated points to mine ore.

Roger had initially planned to leave them and act alone, but then thought that so many people might attract more Monsters, so he decided to follow the workers from a distance.

However, it wasn’t long before the workers were attacked by skeleton monsters, and it was only Roger’s secretive intervention that prevented any reduction in their numbers.

"Skeleton monsters are too ugly, are there no more handsome ones?" This was his reason for intervening.

With his protection, the workers safely reached the mining site without any mishaps, repeatedly exclaiming how lucky they were today, as usually they lost half their number by the time they reached this point.

Have the Monsters become fiercer?

Roger sat nearby, still cloaked in invisibility.

He felt that the Monsters had become fiercer than the last time—was it his imagination? Moreover, Curse Frogs, Fishmen, and the like were all gone, as if only skeleton monsters were left.

It’s strange, very strange, there’s a calm before the storm feeling.

"Hey? Was there such a big rock here before?" a worker pointed at the huge boulder in front of him and asked.

"I don’t think so," another person said, "I remember this area was full of Blood Essence Ore, not these ordinary ones..."

His voice abruptly stopped, replacing it was a scream.

Because the rock... suddenly stood up!

[Big Rock Snake]

[Spiritual power required per unit: 99]

[Overall combat power: D-]

"There’s a Monster!"

This scream was the beginning of the disaster, when the Big Rock Snake killed the worker in front of it with one swipe of its tail, the surrounding Blood Essence Ore suddenly cracked, and one by one, round rocks suddenly popped out, no, these weren’t rocks, because they had arms!

[Little Fist Stone]

[Spiritual power required per unit: 49]

[Overall combat power: E+]

A Little Fist Stone charged and knocked over the nearest worker, then swarmed up and beat him to death with random punches before chasing after others.

The Big Rock Snake slaughtered the workers like a ruthless meat grinder, its blood-stained appearance was truly horrifying.

One after another, new Little Fist Stones emerged from the swamp below, blocking the escape routes of the workers, who all showed faces of despair.

The incident happened too suddenly that Roger was stunned for a moment before he smiled.

This was an unseen Monster, and he has new Monsters to capture!

Ignoring the shock of the workers, he revealed himself and used Mage’s Hand to grab a Little Fist Stone, and quickly threw an Elf Ball at it before it could struggle!

The Elf Ball opened in mid-air, and the Little Fist Stone turned into a stream of light and was captured inside the ball.

"Perfect!"

Roger clenched his fist uncontrollably, but in the next second, the Elf Ball suddenly popped open, and the angry Little Fist Stone rushed out!

Capture failed!

"Ah?"

He showed a dazed expression, how could the capture fail?

He used Flash to dodge the charge of the Little Fist Stone, but at this moment the Big Rock Snake attacked him with a Rock Slide, sending a large amount of rocks crashing toward Roger.

"Earth Attribute Magic? It does match its appearance," he dodged effortlessly, pondering why the capture had failed.

He thought that as long as the Elf Ball was thrown, it would definitely capture the Monster.

"[Surprise Attack Magic Gravel]"

Roger cast the newly learned magic.

The Big Rock Snake was continuously harassed by magic attacks from behind, causing it irritation.

Seizing this perfect opportunity, Roger used an enlarged Mage’s Hand to take control of the Big Rock Snake’s body, and in that brief moment, a massive hailstone had already formed above its head.

"If I weaken it, can it still escape capture?"

The hailstone crashed down squarely on its head!

The Big Rock Snake wailed in pain and fell down, presenting a good opportunity for capture, Roger pulled out an even rarer Super Ball.

"Roar—"

As if timed perfectly, before he could throw the Super Ball, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

Something seemed to have fallen from above, and upon making contact with the ground, it immediately exploded—

"What’s going on?"

Roger was caught off-guard by the sudden explosion, and to make matters worse, a series of explosions sounded around him, if hit directly it would truly be a death with no burial place.

While dodging, he looked up.

And then revealed an extremely delighted expression.

Because the thing flying in the sky... was a dragon! Another dragon he had been longing for!

[Blast Scale Dragon]!

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