Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 97 The Feeling of Being a King

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 The Feeling of Being a King

Golka was clueless about what had happened.

Why did his Thunder Fire Sword, which he prided himself on for being able to vaporize Monsters in an instant, have no effect on the shield of the Big Tree Guard?

Why was the shield able to absorb his Thunder Fire and even convert it into a Light Bomb to bounce back?

But he understood one thing—

Run!!!

Run, but how could he escape?

Another Big Tree Guard had already blocked his retreat, as the powerful horse neighed with raised hooves. Though his head was completely engulfed by the helmet, his expression must have been full of provocation.

Even if there were no blockage, the Mercenary Captain, who had expended a great deal of energy, couldn’t dodge the speed of Golden Return.

Golka glared at the Big Tree Guard, opening his mouth as if to say something.

"Fuck you—"

"Boom!!!"

Dust exploded on the spot, obscuring the situation beyond the sight of human eyes.

"Still too forced, huh," Simon glanced back at Golka, his slender eyebrows furrowed, and turned his attention back to the battlefield.

The Flying Dragon Yakir was roaring, its scorching Dragon Flame tinting the sky with a fiery hue, and the Losric Knights under its wings were slaughtering the guards, their exquisite Armor already stained red.

The Thunder Wolf Dragon was also roaring, its imminent lightning stirring sheer horror, indiscriminately claiming the lives around it with lightning strikes.

The Undead army, illuminated by the lightning, seemed exceptionally ferocious. Even though they were the weakest in terms of strength, their appearance was the most intimidating.

Monsters continuously emerged from the Dungeon, and the entire Ancient City was soaked in the scent of slaughter. Those Monsters that had been seen in the Dungeon and those that hadn’t now all greeted the world in their own way.

This was truly an overwhelming Demon Qi!

Even distant Bed City felt the fear, as the cries of battle forced its inhabitants to contemplate some unwelcome thoughts.

The resistance of the mercenaries gradually became powerless; perhaps their initial resistance was futile to begin with. How could they stand against C-grade adversaries like the Black Knight and Silver Knight, not to mention the slightly weaker Knights of War?

A Molten Furnace Knight also stepped out of the Teleportation Gate. Upon seeing the knight, those adventurers who initially wanted to help dared not move a muscle, and scurried toward Bed City.

Thanks to various eyewitness reports spreading, the Molten Furnace Knight, with his charming appearance and overwhelming might, had become a hot topic recently, treating him like the final boss.

So his appearance had an even more oppressive effect than the more powerful Big Tree Guard.

"Sorry, leader, it looks like I’m going to disappoint you," Simon sighed deeply and shouted, "Retreat! Fall back into the city!"

The mercenaries felt relieved and quickly left only after the Magicians cooperatively set up a Barrier Skill that rivaled high-level magic to temporarily block the Monsters.

"What about us?" the panicked guards’ leader looked back, hoping to receive an order to retreat from Count Philip.

But there was no one behind them; Count Philip had already fled.

"Fucking Bed Shit!!!"

The Light Eagle Group broke into a rout instantly. If they had twice the number of people, they might have considered clashing with the Monster Tide, but unfortunately, there were only near a hundred of them, and nearly half had fallen, leaving no chance in battle.

However, they still had their discipline. Even as they fled in disarray, they continued to cast magic and shoot arrows to delay the pursuing Monsters, ensuring they didn’t look too disgraceful.

Looking back at the Ancient City, the dust had settled. Golka lay on the ground, realizing in shock that he was still alive?

His survival wasn’t by chance. A reliable figure stood before him—a girl who appeared young but blocked the Golden Return with the greatsword in her hands.

Hero Elsa had finally made a move.

"Thank you..." Golka quickly got up, seeing that the mercenaries were fleeing, he said to Elsa, "Let’s retreat for now, hero."

Elsa nodded, but the Big Tree Guard would not give them that opportunity.

The Golden Spear came with a force that shattered rocks, and Elsa’s eyes sharpened, her greatsword swinging!

"Bang—"

The blade clashed with the long spear, sparks flying everywhere, and the unbelievable happened.

The girl’s slender arms erupted with a terrifying power, forcefully knocking back the Golden Spear!

Not just the spear; even the Big Tree Guard itself was pushed back, its arms holding the weapon trembling.

Just one attack had left a C+ ranked Big Tree Guard flustered?

Heroes are truly fearsome like this!

Elsa showed a smile of a few pixels, remembering from the novels she’d read in the study that at this moment, she should give a thumbs up.

Was it like holding up two fingers?

Just as she was fiddling with her fingers, another Big Tree Guard fiercely sent her flying, drawing a perfect parabola in the air.

With a thud, she landed, Elsa emerged unscathed and retreated without any desire to continue the fight.

"..."

Golka didn’t even know what to say.

Anyway... better run.

This was the first confrontation between the Sain Dungeon and the Light Eagle Group, ending shortly with the utter defeat of the Light Eagle Group.

The only one left in the Ancient City was Gong Qiying.

His current state seemed a bit off; although he still maintained a human appearance, he couldn’t conceal the Monster aura, and he was surrounded by swirling black mist.

[Open Mode]is the only way for Dungeon Monsters to come to the surface under normal circumstances.

It is activated when the Dungeon believes it has been sufficiently threatened, the criteria for which are elusive, not discernible through conventional means.

However, there are times when the emotional fluctuations of the City Lord can also trigger the Open Mode – extreme joy, sorrow, anger, all of which can lead to a rampage.

This isn’t really a good thing; first, there’s concern for the mental state of the City Lord, and second, slaughtering surface beings doesn’t bring any spiritual power gains to the Dungeon.

Under Open Mode, the spiritual power required to summon Monsters is greatly reduced, yes, it’s to the great advantage of the City Lord, but it’s still consumption. Spending spiritual power without replenishing it is, no matter how you look at it, a losing deal.

The mental state of the Underground City Lord is also a significant issue. Living alone in the Dungeon year in and year out, the minor consequence is turning into dementia like Gedwin, and the severe one is going completely mad — neither is a good end.

Fortunately, Gong Qiying was still able to interact with the outside world through his avatars, compensating slightly for the loss of Humanity.

Additionally, there’s another important point.

It is said that if the Dungeon rampages frequently, it would encounter unspeakable events.

The ancient books left by Gedwin were vague about this, and Gong Qiying didn’t know what he might face, so he had to be careful.

"But it’s not easy to get out, I can’t just do nothing,"

He looked around – hordes of Monsters were quietly waiting for his command.

Whether it were brutal Flying Dragons, Big Tree Guards, Black Knights, or Molten Furnace Knights, all of them, reverent like stars surrounding the moon, bowed their proud heads around him.

King.

Here, the Underground City Lord is their King!

Looking at the massive Monster army, Gong Qiying suddenly felt like "conquering the world might not be impossible."

I’ve really gotten carried away, he shook his head and swung his arm grandly.

"Depart, target Bed City!"

"Help me...destroy those annoying nobles!"

In Bed City, at the adventurers’ guild.

"What do you mean Monsters are running out from the Dungeon?"

Steeran leaped up from beside the fireplace, her expression tense.

The adventurer who came to report was panicking: "It’s true; I saw it with my own eyes! Even Count Philip got eaten!"

In reality, he hadn’t.

The guild suddenly burst into an uproar; quite a number of people hadn’t gone near the Teleportation Gate, this was the first time they were hearing of it.

"The Sain Dungeon is rampaging!"

"I want to go home, is it still in time to run now?"

"Wa! To witness a Monster Attack on the city with my own eyes, even death would be worth it!"

How could it...

Holding the Sun Badge to her chest, Steeran felt it was slightly warm.

If it came down to making a choice, she would definitely stay to help defend the city.

After all, isn’t it the duty of a Sun Warrior to help others?

At that moment, the guild’s doors were pushed open, and seeing the faces of the newcomers, people cried out in surprise:

"It’s Mr. Leon, and the Strategy Group!"

"They’ve returned!"

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