Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1117 - 726: Northern Undead

[Northern Undead Asylum]

Todd recognized each of these words individually, but when combined, he couldn't understand them.

What the heck?

Does the Sain Dungeon have such a place?

"Where is my Fire Transmission Ceremony!?"

His anticipation for the Fire Transmission Ceremony, or rather his longing for the power of the Fire Transmission Ceremony to help him leave Scameroon, was so intense that he would accept escaping anywhere.

Thus, being locked in a prison cell now made him feel even more desperate, unable to accept the reality.

Prison cell? Yes, a prison cell.

He now resides in this luxurious single cell known as the Northern Undead Asylum.

Single-person cell, no bed, no table, naturally no toilet or shower.

Perhaps due to the excessive dampness here, the prison cell is overgrown with slimy moss, and stepping on it you can hear the full sound of water, even some suspicious little creatures popping out.

This is absolutely not a place fit for humans to live!

He, with a bit of a cleanliness obsession, who strictly demanded the people of Hepa Town wash their bodies before eating, couldn't stand even a second in this environment. Staying a bit longer felt like losing a year of his life!

Any God up above, please send a good person to save me!

I shouldn't have believed that the Sain Dungeon would be so kind-hearted; it's definitely another one of its disgusting tricks!

The outer world is divided on whether the dungeon possesses a degree of intelligence, but Todd believes the dungeon absolutely has self-awareness, especially the Sain Dungeon.

Otherwise, how could so many disgusting things emerge!

"Damn it, let me out!"

He banged against the iron bars, but unfortunately, whether burning, freezing, or using other methods, he couldn't get those damn bars to open.

It's as if magic is weakened upon contact with this thing, entirely ineffective.

"Hey, stop shouting, don't you find it noisy?" Hevi's voice came from the opposite cell; he was a bit luckier—he had a roommate.

But the only issue was, that roommate was an animated corpse who had lost its mind, only crouching in the corner, pounding its own head.

"Even you can't open these iron bars?" Todd asked in surprise, for just by looking at his attire, it was clear he was quite powerful.

"These bars look simple, but they're actually not ordinary at all. I primarily fight using weapons, but when I awoke here, I had nothing."

Hevi's voice sounded serious, yet behind that seriousness was a hint of excitement.

He was stroking the moss-covered iron bars with a loving tone, saying, "Indeed, the creations of the Sain Dungeon, I must take a piece back no matter the cost."

His words made Todd shiver, feeling goosebumps all over. It was his first time seeing anyone so obsessed with the Sain Dungeon.

After making a scene for a while, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, finding a relatively clean spot to squat and restore his strength.

Including Hevi, some members of the Starfire Church were also imprisoned here, mostly in single cells. The corridor of cells seemed to stretch endlessly, the number of detainees unknown.

The purpose of this place's construction was also unknown; was it merely a common prison?

Time ticked away, unable to discern day or night in the dark, sunless cell.

Initially, Todd insisted on squatting, refusing to touch the filthy ground, but eventually, he couldn't hold out and sat on the ground.

The moment he sat down, he felt a crack in his personality.

The sensation was as if a long time had passed, the sound of dripping moss from the ceiling drove him mad.

"Drip, drip..."

Every drop of water exerted pressure on his increasingly tense mental state, causing him to shiver.

Surely there was some magic in the prison that accelerated mental deterioration, otherwise, his mind wouldn't be collapsing this fast.

"Hey, how about we chat for a bit, pass the time." Hevi's voice suddenly came.

Todd glanced at him, "I have nothing to say..."

"Ha, begging for mercy just now, now acting all tough?" Hevi shrugged, took off his helmet, revealing a somewhat fresh-faced young man, but with a hairstyle resembling Iori Yagami's, looking a bit killjoy. "Whether you want to chat or not, I want to talk. Without some chatter, I'll go crazy."

Hevi's voice seemed to drown out the suffocating sound of the dripping water, so Todd let him be.

"There's nothing much to say with someone like you. How about a self-introduction? I'm Hevi, male, sexual orientation is Sain, hobby is Sain, the birthday gift I most want is Sain."

What kind of nonsense is this, Todd thought, not uttering a word, silently retorting in his heart.

"There was once a lady named Steeran who rescued me from bandits. I asked how to repay her, and she told me I could become a Sun Warrior and help others, which would be repayment. Her words moved me, so I joined the Starfire Church. Unexpectedly, I seemed to have some talent; casually training made me very strong. Now back to Scameroon to spread the spirit of the Sun Warrior. Oh, originally I'm a Skamelon person, my mom took me to Yanor Kingdom when I was young..."