Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1158 - 752: The Second Generation of the Drum Demon?

"Rumble—"

When Hevi's footsteps landed on the brick surface of the courtyard, which had only been dented by the repeated pounding of the Undead Asylum Demon, the ground suddenly collapsed.

It didn't collapse when he walked past earlier, not when he reached the edge, but precisely when he was hastily returning and happened to be running right at the center did it cave in.

It's hard to say there isn't some kind of behind-the-scenes manipulation here!

"The ground is like an alloy one moment and as fragile as tofu the next! I see through you, Sain!"

As a victim of this shoddy construction, Hevi expressed his anger to the sky while he plummeted into the dim underground.

[I'm telling you, based on my understanding of the Sain Dungeon, this courtyard that's so large is bound to collapse eventually, and once we fall, we'll be besieged by monsters!]

As he fell, the words once uttered by the Starfire Knights echoed inexplicably in his ears.

I'm sorry, companions, I shouldn't have laughed at you, your predictions were spot on.

The Starfire Knights' prophecy had all come true at this very moment.

The only issue was that these prophecies were coming true one after another.

"Thud!"

"Crash—"

The shattered bricks fell to the underground, a faint splash of water was stirred, and a large red sphere also came crashing down, fracturing the ground upon impact.

The sphere gradually scattered into almost identical sized scales, revealing that Hevi had wrapped himself up with Suffocating Dragon Tooth in a sphere-like Protective Shield just before hitting the ground.

The numerous dragon scales crept back into his stylish armor beneath, leaving one to wonder how so many scales could fit in there.

"The environment here is even worse than a prison cell."

The collapsed courtyard revealed a space beneath that was meant to be pitch-dark and equally damp and gloomy, the light from the hole above barely dispelling the shadows here.

"From my experience, there are usually torches on the walls in places like this, let's look for them."

Hevi fumbled through the darkness, only to feel a stench constantly drilling into his nostrils, a smell that could be described as the scent of a sweaty fat guy in a damp room that hadn't bathed in centuries, just one whiff of it could mark you for a lifetime.

"The space here doesn't seem very large, I only walked a few steps and reached a wall, but where's the door, I can't possibly have to climb back up, right?"

It felt to Hevi that he hadn't taken many steps before bumping into a solid wall, which had a greasy, slick feel to it, making it impossible to relax and only evoking disgust.

"Found them, the torches are over there."

With a casual snap of his fingers, the Suffocating Dragon Tooth moved at his command, flying towards different torch locations, scraping fiery flames in the air, instantly lighting the torches on the wall.

The glow returned to Hevi's eyes, bringing a comfort that made him exhale a breath of relief.

Then he looked up and his breathing stopped.

"Guh..."

A dull yet resounding drum-like noise suddenly echoed through the underground space, like some extremely large organism had been awakened, the most critical issue being that the sound seemed extremely, extremely... close.

So close it felt as if the vocal organ of the creature was directly above his head, huh?

Hevi looked up and saw a familiar figure.

It was the [Undead Demon].

However, it was the version that had grown two to three times in size.

"You've got to be kidding me "

Even with Hevi's experience and knowledge, coming across such a behemoth, no, an enormous creature, he couldn't help but marvel at the peculiarities of the world's nature.

Could such a massive, mountain-sized fat monster, that could easily replace the Taihang Mountain and Wangwu Mountain that Yu Gong's ancestors spent generations digging through, actually be nurtured?

The increase in size also elevated the fat and weight on this new Undead Asylum Demon, its body laden with oily stench, almost becoming a visible form!

To normal people, this creature was a test of mental limits, if someone with a cleanliness obsession were here, they might faint on the spot just at the sight!

Hevi also felt like he was about to pass out.

Because he just realized that what he was touching wasn't a wall, but the belly of this Undead Demon, a belly that had become super hard due to its species.

His hand was merely an inch away from digging into the creature's navel.

It was a black, bottomless, mysterious pit filled with strange odors. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

What could he say about this?

"Bleh!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Hevi instantly leapt back ten or so meters and began retching loudly against a damp corner, accidentally smearing the corner of his mouth with his hand, leading him to vomit even more vigorously.

Why wasn't there a righteous person here at this moment to uphold the moral standards and insist on erasing the visual obscenity of the Undead Demon's exposed navel?

Exaggeratingly speaking, the burst of spiritual power from his emotional upheaval right now could probably trump what killing him once could!

Sure enough, nausea is a spiritual pressure point second only to death, capable of producing miraculous effects at certain moments.

However, using it recklessly could lead to a decrease in the number of adventurers, so it is not used lightly.