Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1124 - 730: The Mission of Ringing the Bell

It's outrageous!

Another residual shadow has died in the Sain Dungeon!

When he saw the knight who had fallen over there, Hevi's inner thoughts were pretty much like this.

It felt like seeing the dead Giant Blacksmith in Yanorlundri, even though he hadn't actually been to Yanorlundri, only visited the version in the Painting World, where he saw the giant's death through recorded images.

If you were to ask how he felt about it, perhaps it would only be regret, as if he had no other thoughts.

However, seeing a residual shadow that had been quietly helping him die here was quite a sigh.

I really don't know why the Sain Dungeon would let this honest knight die.

It was for spiritual power.

"Are you okay?"

Todd came to his senses, running over to the knight's side and casting all the kinds of healing magic he knew onto him.

Different shades of green light appeared on the knight, accompanied by his rapidly depleting magic power.

Hevi rested his hand on Todd's shoulder, speaking regretfully, "Stop wasting your magic. Most of our healing magic doesn't work on residual shadows."

"Tsk!"

Todd gritted his teeth, finally letting out a breath of foul air, staring at the knight's body that still had a breath of life hanging on, his eyes clouded.

He was no longer a little girl, he wouldn't burst into tears here.

Besides, it was just a residual shadow, someone who helped him on the road a few times, and he probably hadn't spent even a day in the Sain Dungeon.

Although he was fond of the knight, seeing his miserable state now, he felt uncomfortable but not to the extent of experiencing intense negative emotions.

Yes, I'm not that sentimental.

Todd thought to himself, pinching his own thigh.

However, the adventurer's emotional changes were reflected clearly in the spiritual power they emitted, and weren't something that could be covered up by pretending.

Seeing the knight gravely wounded here, the adventurers' emotions visibly changed, and their escaping spiritual power increased by a whole lot.

Indeed, negative emotions were a superb tool for the dungeon's revenue.

Letting a friendly residual shadow die in front of adventurers was indeed a very effective trick!

But to avoid diminishing returns, this trick should not be overused.

"Why did he fall here? Is there a formidable monster around?"

Hevi had already snapped out of his brief depression, adjusted his state, and surveyed the surroundings to prepare for unexpected situations. His professional adventurer quality had already surpassed many others.

Just then, the knight who was lying on the ground coughed twice, barely lifted his head to see the group, and a weak voice came from under his helmet.

"Ah, it's you... cough, cough, it's so good that you're not Animated Corpses..."

As the knight's voice came out, Todd was just about to say something, but Hevi stopped him, the other Starfire Knights also stayed silent.

He gave them a confused look of inquiry, but Hevi just shook his head, signaling him to be quiet.

There was something only veteran adventurers who had been around the Sain Dungeon for years might discover, which was that the residual shadows in this dungeon usually wouldn't respond much to the adventurers' words.

When the residual shadows of the Sain Dungeon began to speak, they would usually say quite a bit in a row. When they stopped, adventurers could ask questions, but if one wanted a more standard answer, it was best to follow their lead.

If you mastered this rule, no matter what kind of residual shadow you encountered, you could thoroughly ask about the remaining thoughts of the other party.

"I can't hold on any longer, soon I'll be dead... and then lose my mind, becoming a crazed Animated Corpse..."

The knight's coughing intensified, and he said, "I want to ask you a favor. You coming here now... you must be the so-called chosen one."

People didn't expect to hear the mystical term "chosen one" in the Sain Dungeon.

"As a fellow Undead, listen to me for a moment, would you..."

Undead?

Hevi's eyes flashed, keenly picking up on the key term.

He had a guess in his mind when he saw the bonfire, and now hearing the long-lost term "Undead" from the knight's mouth only validated his assumption.

That is, the Northern Undead Asylum was finally not in the Boundary Land, but in the more familiar Lordran!

The Boundary Land and Lordran seemed not only geographically far apart but even had completely different histories, so the Starfire Church always theorized that they were from different eras and regions regarding the relationship between the two.

Although there were still various issues that couldn't be simply resolved with this assumption, generally, people saw it as a relatively correct hypothesis.

It had truly been a long time since he'd heard the term Undead.

Thinking of this, Hevi looked back at the people, and they all exchanged a knowing smile.

Indeed, people tend to favor things they're familiar with, and as a person of the Yanor Kingdom, he favored Lordran, with its bonfires and Undead, more.

And the people of the Warrior Country would perhaps prefer the Boundary Land, after all, their first encounter with Sain was in Nimgefo, and seeing their stance, they probably ended up turning the Battle Festival into one of their traditional holidays, making the Boundary Land even more deeply rooted in their hearts.