Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1162 - 755: Sain, You’re the Jinx

Why?

Why on earth is this happening?

Why is the Sain Dungeon still chasing me!?

"Holy Light, please grant me wisdom, and calm my fears."

Bishop Megan knelt devoutly before the statue of the Holy Light God, her voice possessing the tone only a devout believer could muster, yet the slight trembling within her tone broke this sense of equilibrium.

Instantly, the atmosphere shifted from one of "a faithful follower praying" to "a less devout believer groveling for mercy."

"Holy Light, please grant me peace, and give me the courage to face evil."

She recited a long string of prayer lines that would only leave ordinary people dizzy, but for those devoted to the Holy Light, such lines were fundamental skills—how could one call themselves a believer without having memorized the ninety-nine prayers and the eight hundred thirty-one miracles of the Holy Light God?

As a bishop, Megan memorized and mastered these within half a month, without the aid of any drugs or magic tools, solely relying on her talent, and...

The desire to survive.

"Holy Light, please grant me... why does this get more annoying the more I recite it?! This Holy Light God is completely useless!"

Again, Megan memorized those tedious and mind-numbing ramblings relying on her talent and the will to survive.

Not an ounce of faith within.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The beads scattered on the ground burst under an invisible pressure, exploding into tiny crystal fireworks. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

The facade of devotion was instantly torn from her face, and her inner negative emotions erupted like a volcano!

Her long hair, which she had clearly painstakingly styled, whipped about due to her anger, and at any moment she might turn into a Super Saiyan, though the color lacked its usual luster due to fear, making it indistinguishable from ordinary blond hair.

"The Sain Dungeon's come here, so isn't it just like staying in the Yanor Kingdom for me!"

The shattered crystal fragments formed a fine mirrored surface, reflecting Megan's face.

It was a beautiful visage, exuding a mature woman's allure, made more enticing by her church garments, yet now her features that resembled Leon's and Tepi's contorted with negative emotions.

On the surface, she appeared angry, but deep inside she displayed hints of fear, timidity, and other emotions.

Those who knew her well would recognize that her true feeling now was one of fear.

The last time she showed this expression was at her birthday banquet.

When Leon, with a sadistic smile, beat her with a Ring Capture and even stomped her head into the mud.

"Haunting Sain..."

Megan shakily stood up, barely supporting herself on a nearby chair to sit down, collapsing onto the incense-scented seat, her somewhat dim eyes flashing back to past memories.

At that time, just almost a year, one or two months short, prior, she was ruthlessly humiliated by her brother Leon at her own birthday banquet, forced to watch as he single-handedly defeated their entire family, leaving with a bloodthirsty smile and a dashing back view.

Since then, that silhouette had been etched into her heart like a mark, a thought of which made her feel faint for a time.

If someone had given her a Behelet back then she might have instantly turned into an Angel Envoy.

After undergoing various treatments, including but not limited to magic and drugs, her mental state gradually improved and only then did she start inquiring how Leon had grown so powerful, and what that absurd sword and shield he wielded really were.

In the end, a name impossible to ignore appeared before her—Sain Dungeon.

This was what turned Leon into such a horror!

The desire for revenge burned intensely within her—what if she too trained in the Sain Dungeon? Her talent had always surpassed Leon's since childhood, surely she could grow stronger faster.

However, such thoughts were soon shattered.

She left her family alone, traveling to Bed City, and followed the guide issued by the famous strategy group known as the Skyrim Strategy Group into the Endless Reincarnation within the Great Tomb Area to train, attempting to gain a few permanent power-amplifying blessings.

It was much later that she realized that such a guide wasn't released by the Skyrim Strategy Group but was a pirated version by the Horizon Strategy Group, with much incorrect information within.

Whether it was bad luck or something else, in Endless Reincarnation, the events she encountered were more absurd and bizarre one after another.

[Tell Midir, Devourer of Darkness, that you are here to eat shit]

[Stay intimately close with Mad Fire Patients or Corruption Favored for over a minute]

[Challenge your inner Soul V or Fran Undead Team]

[And with the Curse Frog...]

Unaware if she alone faced such or if everyone encountered those but kept silent to watch newcomers suffer, Megan was nearly driven mad by these bizarre and consequence-bearing roguelite events.

In the end, after struggling for a long time, she merely acquired the lowest level of blessing, and looking back, her brother Leon was once again taking the spotlight, winning unanimous admiration from the adventurers.