Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 539 - 369: Painting Messenger and Big Bow Silver Knight

Chapter 539: Chapter 369: Painting Messenger and Big Bow Silver Knight

Due to the average strength of monsters and the art style, the enemies from Sekiro have not appeared en masse in the Sain Dungeon.

If he can find the right opportunity, Gong Qiying would still like to recreate the "Shadow Dies Twice" experience.

But for now, he can at most borrow the abilities of Sekiro’s monsters.

For example, Elsa experienced the feeling of fighting enemies similar to "ninjas" in Yanor Londo.

These are the Painting Messengers.

"Bam bam bam!" (Sound of a backflip)

"Stop running away!"

Elsa was about to lose her temper.

The Painting Messenger used various acrobatics to evade her attacks like a skilled performer, accurately predicting her strikes, making it impossible for her to land a hit, and occasionally throwing shurikens to harass her.

No matter how strong she was, swinging the Sword Corpse Greatsword like a light weapon, ultimately it was still a heavy weapon. No matter how fast it was, it left traces that could be judged to predict the attack range.

These Painting Messengers were definitely [Evasion Specialized] monsters. Their attacks were not painful, but their constant jumping and dodging were incredibly annoying.

Elsa hadn’t defeated a single Painting Messenger yet, and now, those standing on the beams above were drawn to the commotion here and were already approaching.

"Fine, let’s end it this way!"

She unleashed Vengeful Oath, relying on the Overlord Body effect she had just figured out to withstand two strikes from the Painting Messengers. Then, she mustered all her strength like a dump truck, holding the Sword Corpse Greatsword upright in front of her, and drove a Painting Messenger into the wall, crushing it to death!

Blood splattered everywhere like a bursting water balloon, proving that as long as she didn’t strive for a flawless victory, there were ways to defeat them.

Observing from a distance, Gong Qiying quietly wrote down a new dungeon renovation plan in his notebook: Replace these crushable walls with easily shattered glass.

Elsa held her forehead; the force she exerted during that collision was too great, and accidentally hitting her head made her feel dizzy.

No, now is not the time to rest, more Painting Messengers are coming.

Thinking so, she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder, and then a pair of powerful hands grabbed her head.

It turned out that a new Painting Messenger had jumped onto her back, attempting to use its curved sword to mercilessly slit her throat.

This was truly...infuriating!

Elsa twisted her body to dodge the throat-slitting strike, her neck only getting a slight cut, and then leaned backward, smashing the Painting Messenger’s head against the wall.

After dealing with two enemies, she suddenly had an idea:

Can I draw the enemies here one by one without having to go on the beams and take them down from this only relatively spacious platform?

Seems doable, a genius idea!

Thinking so, she couldn’t help but turn her gaze to that group of Painting Messengers.

Thinking it over, she picked up a stack of Flying Knives dropped by a Painting Messenger and threw them at the opponents across from her, unsurprisingly dodged.

However, according to the dungeon’s logic, since she attacked the enemy, this group of monsters should come over and attack her, right?

"Whizz whizz——"

A few Flying Knives flew towards her, and Elsa sidestepped to avoid them, only to face even more Flying Knives coming her way.

That group of Painting Messengers just stood on the beams throwing Flying Knives at her, refusing to come over!

Elsa’s genius plan was announced dead before it could be implemented.

"Damn it, did I underestimate their intelligence?"

She now felt what it meant to be "so angry that her teeth were grinding," clearly only finding it troublesome in the past, but now it seemed that having richer emotions might not be such a bad thing.

As her emotions deepened, so did her desire to complain.

"Are your Flying Knives endless?!"

The Painting Messengers’ tight-fitting white robes didn’t seem like they could carry many items, but they threw their Flying Knives without any hesitation, by now each had thrown close to ten, right?

The place where Elsa stood was almost piled high with Flying Knives, a good spot for adventurers lacking them to collect.

...But if I can reach Yanor Londo, how could I be lacking just a Flying Knife?

Elsa used the Sword Corpse Greatsword as a shield to fend off the attacks, her expression changing.

Frankly, in the Painting World’s Yanor Londo, where the average strength of monsters was considerably higher than in normal areas, the seemingly fragile Painting Messengers came across to adventurers as a relief.

Especially since their numbers were large, most would assume that numerous monsters were just small fry, and thus inherently weak and not worth extra attention.

But in the instant of engaging, Elsa sensed the strength of these Painting Messengers.

And upon seeing the intricate beams, she couldn’t help but have a premonition.

Premonition of how exasperating this damn place would be to people.

Standing at the edge and looking down, the height was enough to make someone with acrophobia drop dead on the spot, even if Gapar fell, he would take a huge hit.

To ensure that adventurers would die if they fell, Gong Qiying had greatly increased the height of the entire building.

It was indoors, yet a strong gust seemed to blow from nowhere, and while concentrating fully could maintain balance, how could one maintain it under the interference of the Painting Messengers?