Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1090 - 710: Of Course the Mid-Game Map Has to Be Torturous

A Divine Temple larger than any other building, filled with an aura of solemnity, stands in the deepest part of this city.

The sky above the Eternal City is usually covered with stars, allowing one to witness the splendid starlight whenever they look up.

But in the area surrounding the temple, the starlight has dimmed.

In fact, the closer one approaches the temple, the dimmer the starlight becomes, until eventually the stars' light completely disappears around the temple.

Only the boundless, dead silent night remains.

This place seems just like the Demon King City that heroes would challenge at the end.

Just a glance is enough to feel the oppression it holds within, Leon wouldn't be surprised if something jumped out from those tightly closed doors.

He leapt out from an inconspicuous flaw in the mountainside, catching sight of a view he had never seen before.

This is one of the common map design methods of the Sain Dungeon, providing explorers with positive feedback.

Even though he has encountered such scene designs many times, like overlooking Yilushier's Cold Valley after defeating Overlord Wonier and emerging from a cave, Leon never hesitates to praise such maps.

"Beautiful! Sain!"

However, the only thing unattractive about this place is—

At his current parabolic trajectory, he would fall straight into the endless abyss.

The upside-down building available for landing is more than two or three arm's lengths away!

Leon instantly snapped out of the scenery, immediately deciding to pull back the hook he had previously thrown toward the cliff, and throw it again toward the building.

It's doable, with his current strength and reflexes, he can do it!

"Whoosh—"

The air-breaking sound exploded fiercely from behind.

Leon instinctively dodged to the side, but the next moment, excruciating pain pierced his shoulder, a rush of hot blood spurting forth.

No, he failed to dodge successfully, the Soul Lodging Arrow hit his shoulder!

The pain from the injury is still bearable, but each Ancestor Spirit is a strong brute, and the impact from this arrow pulled his body forward!

Although the hook was successfully pulled up, it got severed by stray arrows flying in, leaving only a coarse rope in Leon's hand.

Below is the bottomless abyss, in hand is a rope without a hook, no matter how strong his skills are, or how rich his combat experience is, the only solution is to instantly grow a pair of wings.

Unfortunately, Leon isn't part of the Demon Stone Golem or Angel race that comes with wings.

So.

He turned in the air, raising his middle finger fiercely at the Ancestor Spirits who chased him to the cliff edge, shooting arrows chaotically.

"Damn it!"

Accompanied by an anguished roar, Leon he Robert-ed.

...

"Hiss..."

Unsure how much time passed, he woke up again, beside the blessing at the bridge's corner.

Yes, the same blessing he failed to touch due to the Calamity Shadow's sudden intrusion.

Sain Dungeon showed mercy this time, despite the Calamity Shadow's invasion, it deemed Leon had touched the blessing here, allowing him to revive in a closer location.

Otherwise, it would be another long, utterly boring marathon, and there weren't even high-quality monsters along the marathon route.

Lack of high-quality, torture-inducing monsters was why Sain Dungeon showed mercy this time, if it were at Fran Fort, he'd never receive such leniency.

"I didn't expect to revive here, Sain really is—hiss, my head hurts..."

Before finishing his sentence, Leon clutched his forehead, groaning in pain,

It's been a long time since such piercing pain occurred, today he revived in Sain Dungeon far too many times, since he began unraveling Sain Dungeon's routines, he hadn't experienced such headache.

"It's still because of falling too many times when exploring the giant crater."

Pouring himself a vial of pain relief potion, Leon swayed while standing up.

Looking around, the Ancestor Spirits who previously hunted them here, and the summoned Spiritual Beasts, had vanished, leaving only scattered footprints, trees and bushes trampled into a mess, a literal wasteland.

"Where did everyone go?"

Leon waited a while on site, but no one appeared; instead, two or three Ancestor Spirits rushed to attack him.

Angry with nowhere to vent his rage, naturally he utilized his full strength right from the start, completely defeating the enemies, and as the fight ended, no one returned, so he stepped forward toward the forest.

His direction was precisely the path escaped by animals earlier.

Leon decided to revisit the area full of buildings for exploration; it wouldn't hurt to explore it himself.

Forest, a dangerous place, Ancestor Spirits might lurk everywhere, alongside strange animals.

Such as sheep several times more robust than a rampaging Tal, rolling like mud trucks, able to propel people dozens of meters, there are many of such peculiar yet formidable animals, all obeying the horn-blowing Ancestor Spirits' commands.