Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1203 - 775: Inescapable Sick Village (Part 4)
"It doesn't seem like such a big deal." A Starfire Knight wiped the blood off his face.
"Yeah, it's much simpler than I imagined." A soldier agreed.
Although the recent exploration of this small part of Sick Village was difficult, upon calming down and thinking carefully, it didn't seem particularly hard after all.
The enemies were just a bit stronger, the environment a bit narrower, and the lighting a bit dimmer. Overall, it was still acceptable.
Thinking of this, everyone became more motivated, feeling like they could conquer Sick Village today!
Wait, something's not right.
Both Luluwo and Tami furrowed their brows deeply.
They could sense that although the path they just took had slightly changed in structure, it was generally similar to the route they had explored before.
But why did the difficulty decrease? And so noticeably?
Clearly, when we explored, it was pitfalls every three steps and big pits every ten!
Thinking of this, their expressions twisted.
Unfair!
But this might also be a good thing...
After all, it's not the Yanor Kingdom anymore. Now, the Starfire Knights exploring the Dungeon are limited by time and tasks, unlike the carefree explorations of the past.
So Luluwo wouldn't do the "you must experience the hardships I went through" kind of thing that the elders enjoy.
But it feels like this way is a lot less fun!
By now, she had to accept the setting where the Sick Village seems to be much less challenging than the Painting World, and she sighed with a sense of melancholy.
Yet at the same time, a thought arose in her mind.
[Could the Sain Dungeon really be so kind-hearted?]
It shouldn't be.
As Luluwo's thoughts churned, the waterwheel had already descended to the bonfire level, and people agilely jumped off one after another.
The bonfire was right in front of them, without any obstructions, just openly placed there, providing a sense of safety.
The soldiers were eagerly approaching, but Luluwo, lost in thought, slowed her pace a bit, when suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to notice something.
Looking down, right by her feet, an admonition had appeared!
"Why is it here?"
She crouched down and touched the admonition, a line of magic words floated before her eyes: 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
[A sense of a Sealing Prison]
"What?"
Her action seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and suddenly more admonitions appeared in front of her.
[I really want to leave, oh, I want to leave... ]
[A sense of dung blocks]
[Return Bone Fragment, please witness]
[Let me go back... ]
These admonitions popping up suddenly before her made her scalp tingle, and between the lines, there were two words:
Man-eating!
There must be some trap waiting for everyone ahead!
It can't possibly be a fake bonfire, right?
"Wait—"
Before she could finish speaking, she saw a soldier already reaching out to light the bonfire.
"Boom!"
A loud rumble sounded behind everyone, followed by the shockwave throughout the entire Sick Village.
"Hey?"
Everyone, including Luluwo, was stunned.
The bonfire seemed fine. Ha, I knew it, if even bonfires couldn't be trusted for safety, there really would be no safe place in this world.
But where did that sound come from?
She turned to look back.
The one and only waterwheel that connected them to the upper level, allowing them to return.
It had collapsed.
[No way back]
Such an admonition conveniently appeared before Luluwo's eyes at that moment.
Her mouth twitched slightly, and it was then that she suddenly realized.
"So this is what the Sealing Prison meant!!!"
