Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1082 - 704: 100 Ways for Sain to Die...

"Brother, what are you writing, whoa, 'One Hundred Ways to Die in the Sain Dungeon'? Can writing it earn big money?"

"Rest assured, such a bizarre theme will definitely attract readers."

"No, what I mean is, a hundred ways to die feels a bit too few. I can easily list a whole bunch for you."

"For example?"

"For instance, diving headfirst into the swamp and drowning, or accidentally falling off a cliff while releasing a combat skill, or getting stabbed in the kidney by a monster lurking in the corner, and then there's... misjudging the cliff's height and falling to your death!"

"Hmm, let me change it to 'One Million Ways to Die in the Sain Dungeon.'

"That's better." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Hiss..."

Leon suddenly shuddered and opened his eyes, realizing he was lying on a cold surface, with the sound of fighting coming from the nearby Heide Castle.

"Why do I feel like I dreamt of some boring conversation I once overheard in a tavern..."

The first thing he did upon waking was take a deep breath and quickly feel his face.

Intact, he was finally at ease now.

The feeling of falling just now was as painful as a fly getting swatted, the only difference between him and the fly was he deliberately crashed into the swatter.

"It shouldn't be like this, this shouldn't happen..."

He sat up, leaning against a nearby stone, the residual pain still affecting his nerves, but what troubled him the most wasn't the inevitable death pain lingering after each demise.

But—

"According to usual precedent, witnessing such a spectacular scene in the Sain Dungeon should immediately urge me to explore the new area."

He already concluded that the Eternal City Nox Lorn he saw earlier was a newly released area by the Sain Dungeon, that subterranean city beneath the night sky was certainly explorable.

But the problem was.

"Why did I fall to my death?"

This doesn't fit the usual style of the Sain Dungeon!

The unexpectedly painful landing earlier also exploded his spiritual power more than usual.

How to put this, there's a kind of frustrating feeling of stopping right before the climax, extremely uncomfortable.

"No, I have to try again, I'm sure I can safely reach the bottom this time."

Once again arriving at the giant pit, Gapar and the others were already waiting, and as soon as Leon arrived, Drew took out the plan they had organized during this time.

"While falling, I observed the surroundings. Actually, from the very beginning of the pit to the bottom, there are platforms where we can temporarily buffer our landing. Gravity magic doesn't explode constantly; as long as we find the right spots, we can reach the bottom smoothly."

In plain words, it's sacrificing lives for trial and error.

"..." Leon's corner of the mouth twitched, feeling this task should be entrusted to the brave Skyrim Strategy Group.

If only there were some magic tools that could contact them right now, how wonderful it would be.

"Stop sulking, Leon. You see, I was so resistant to go down earlier, but now I've accepted it, right?" Gapar cheerfully patted his back, with a kindly smile.

Ever since he discovered the bottom of the giant pit wasn't the Valley Bottom Forest nor was there the Old Mad Fire Man, his demeanor visibly brightened.

The current scene is excessively realistic.

"Alright, I'll jump..."

Leon gritted his teeth, and along with his strategy group companions began a road of no return.

"Splat!" "Splat!"

Mature tomatoes fell to the ground, bursting into a big pile of bright red tomato sauce.

Unknown how much time had passed.

"Vomiting sounds——"

Leon kneeled on the ground, retching heavily, with a smile of painful joy on his face.

The pain of seemingly dying several times, feeling on the brink of being forcibly sent back by the Sain Dungeon.

The joy, of course, was that he successfully reached the bottom of the giant pit now!

Both pained and joyful, his expression now resembled that of the Flame Fist.

But, is it worth paying such a huge price?

Beside him were various blood stains left behind by everyone after falling, dispersed limbs disappear, but the blood stains remain, making the scene incredibly tragic.

No, he can't keep watching, otherwise his mind will be unable to bear it.

Leon sat down to rest in place, finally having time to take in his surroundings, finding himself in the ruins of a decayed structure, evidently part of the Eternal City Nox Lorn he saw earlier.

The ruins still have paths to jump down, but the height isn't high enough to kill a Demon Hunter, so it could be considered a stroke of good fortune amidst misfortune.

"If we go through these places, should we be able to reach that city?"

In Leon's eyes, the flame of curiosity was ignited. Humans are naturally full of interest in the unknown; exploring the unknown is precisely what these pioneers of the Strategy Group should be doing!

After a while, Gapar and the others also landed successfully. Apart from him, everyone else looked like they were working to death. After a short rest at the spot, the group embarked on their journey forward.

Even Maru, who is usually the most spirited, hung listlessly on Leon's back, muttering:

"I really want to see the scenery below, but having fallen so many times, I don't want to anymore, sob sob..."

Just then, a sharp sound of something piercing through the air came from the side.

The seemingly dejected Maru suddenly raised her hand and caught what was ambushing them; it turned out to be a blazing arrow.

The flame on the arrow was blue, transmitting a distinct cold feeling; this was definitely not an ordinary flame.

"Is this supposed to be a welcoming ceremony?"

A rustling sound was heard, and one white Animated Corpse-like Monster after another stood up, some holding bows and arrows, some bearing Big Shields, and others wielding long spears, all marching towards the group unanimously.

The number of Monsters was considerable, and there were tanks, shooters, and DPS; the configuration was quite reasonable.

If an earlier Strategy Group had encountered this scene, they might have had to fight for a while, but today is different from the past.

"Boom!" Leon kicked open the Shield with an irresistible force against the Big Shield Zombie and grabbed the piercing long spear. After snapping it with a "crack," he swiftly stabbed through the heads of two Animated Corpses in a flash, and seeing them still twitching, spent a bit more time to deliver another sword blow.

After finishing, he clapped his hands, and at that moment, the remaining Animated Corpses had already been cleared by Marudru Ter and the others, not requiring the Sword Saint to intervene at all.

Even with the dynamic balance reinforcement, Animated Corpses are just Animated Corpses. Unless each one is a Living Corpse Sword Saint, it couldn't possibly pose any threat to the current Strategy Group.

Gapar nodded silently as he observed their movements.

He could see that Leon and the others' strength was advancing rapidly, so quickly that it was beyond the imagination of people before.

Even in Gapar's younger days, he didn't have such a fast progress rate. If none of them hit a bottleneck, and they continued to grow at this rate...

Wouldn't the entire Strategy Group become "XX Saints" in a few years?

This phenomenon is not exclusive to the Strategy Group; everyone who spends time in the Sain Dungeon is experiencing this, albeit with slower progress.

"The future is simply unimaginable,"

Gapar muttered to himself, then urged everyone to keep moving.

Everyone advanced between the broken ruins, eliminating attacking Animated Corpses along the way; the journey of exploration was quite smooth.

Finally, a gate that looked like it led out of these ruins appeared before them, and the intuition honed by long-term adventure told everyone that pushing open that door would allow them to reach the Eternal City previously seen in the illusion.

But the only problem was, there was a large stretch of open ground in front of this gate.

The tightly shut gate, the empty grounds, and nothing around.

So, it was clear what would happen next, right?

Leon jumped down, cautiously observing the surroundings. If an Elite Monster appears next, it shouldn't be very strong, seeing as how they haven't found any bonfires yet.

"Boss, there's a silver Slime over there!"

Slime?

Leon had never seen anything like Slime in the Sain Dungeon. The only thing somewhat similar in appearance would be a Shapeshifter, so it sparked his curiosity as he followed Maru's pointed direction defensively.

A large lump of silver "Slime" slowly squeezed out from the ruins, and its wobbly texture seemed to indicate it would have a nice feel.

No matter the situation, Slimes are always the weakest class of Monsters unless you fall into a sensory-blocking pit filled with Slimes.

Right now, there obviously wasn't such a place with perverse humor, but when Leon saw those Slimes, he couldn't help gasping.

"Maru, these aren't Slimes."

He immediately drew his Reverse Sword, preparing to execute a Swift Slash, but his peripheral vision suddenly noticed something, and he quickly scanned his surroundings.

More silver "Slimes" were emerging from the crevices of the ruins, count them, there were actually five!

Exactly corresponding to their number.

"You've got to be kidding?"

Maru finally remembered what these things were and mirrored him by gasping, saying:

"These are all... Biomimetic Tear Drops!?"

Just as she finished speaking, the Biomimetic Tear Drops surrounding them suddenly erupted in smoke.

The shapes of the Biomimetic Tear Drops rapidly transformed within the smoke!

"Isn't this welcoming ceremony a bit too passionate?"