Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 547 - 375: Yanor Londo Has Darkened

Chapter 547: Chapter 375: Yanor Londo Has Darkened

Stretch out your hand and you can’t see your fingers, look up and you can’t see the starlight.

This is definitely not a simple nightfall and the arrival of darkness, but the product of some kind of great power.

Earlier, Yanor Londo was filled with majesty and grandeur in the twilight, but now it is a cold and lifeless city in the darkness.

In the face of this wonder, which is beyond human capability, the adventurer felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and the dissolution of the Dark Moon Sword oath was also difficult for her to accept.

She hadn’t yet received all the Dark Moon Sword rewards, and her oath was already removed!?

Can I rejoin in the future?’

Damn it!

Entering that Fog Gate signifies disrespect toward Gwendolin and the God, so naturally, the oath he created would kick the adventurer out.

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From this perspective, it seems like entering the Fog Gate was purely a negative act for the adventurer, without a shred of benefit.

It feels like something isn’t right; previously, in the Great Tomb area, even adventurers who chose to kill the Warrior Pot and slayed Pot Village could enter a different storyline. So, perhaps adventurers who choose to enter the Gwendolin Fog Gate may also encounter a branching story?

At least for this adventurer now, she hasn’t encountered it; if before she still maintained respect for the God Gwendolin, then after being expelled from the oath, this respect seamlessly turns into anger.

She is entangled with the Brass Woman; to say they were entangled is not realistic, it should be said she was being chased.

Long-term guarding of the bonfire seems to have some impact on the Brass Woman’s body. She wears brass armor to cover the disfigured reality caused by long-term guard duty.

This set of armor is somewhat too heavy for her, even making dodging appear clumsy, but the stats compensate for this shortcoming.

"Why aren’t my attacks effective on her!"

The adventurer’s attacks felt insignificant to the Brass Woman, whose casual sword could threaten the adventurer with death.

Fortunately, the adventurer’s running speed is faster than the Brass Woman’s.

Unfortunately, as a Dark Moon Sword, the Brass Woman will continuously chase her.

In the boundless night, the adventurer suffers endless pursuit and torment.

"The first person daring enough to enter the Fog Gate has appeared."

The City Lord’s room.

Gong Qiying stared at the numerous images floating on the Crystal Ball, saying:

"The first batch of adventurers entering Yanor Londo has appeared, hmm, to see the specific impacts and reactions, it’ll take several days."

After all, the Painting World is a world where if you don’t succeed, you can’t leave. If they can’t defeat the final Dragon Hunter Ornstein and Executioner Smough, they can’t meet the conditions to leave the Painting World, they can only wait for their spiritual power to gradually deplete before being kicked out.

Generally speaking, this process can last for six to seven days, and after the adventurer is drained and kicked out, they must rest in bed for at least a week; at least, Dal was in bed for about this time after leaving Ulashiro.

But that was before, when Painting Worlds were rare, and obtaining them depended on fate.

Now that Painting World occurrences in Yanor Londo have increased, the number of adventurers entering has greatly increased. Milking so many adventurers at once may seem like a good thing, but compared to sustainable development, it falls short.

"Reduce some extraction standards."

Gong Qiying operated on the permissions, saying that previously, ninety percent of the adventurer’s spiritual power was extracted, and only when ten percent was left would they be kicked out. Now, it was changed to extract seventy percent, allowing the adventurer’s recovery time to be shorter.

In the numerous images floating on the Crystal Ball, Elsa’s image was centered and specially enlarged, signaling attention to her.

After all, this child was the first to think of asking Solar for training. Gong Qiying didn’t expect any adventurer to do such a thing in the design.

So, to what extent can Elsa reach upon completion? He’s quite looking forward to it, but he hadn’t applied any influence, neither causing disturbance nor providing help, letting everything proceed naturally.

"Let Yanor Londo ferment for some time, and then reduce the Stats of Shalivan’s Phantom, guiding adventurers to discover Yanor Londo from Soul Three."

Gong Qiying licked his lips like a perverted villain, already impatient to see the adventurers’ expressions when they discover the Eating God.

To collect this wave of spiritual power, he had laid the groundwork for a long time.

Now, don’t rush, take it slow, take it slow...

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Bed City, adventurer’s guild.

"Goodbye to you."

President Ceder saw off a group of furious "guests," wearing a righteous and indignant expression before they left, as if sharing a common enemy.

However, now standing by the window, watching that group leave the guild, his expression shifted to a smile, and if you looked closely, you’d see a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.

"The attitude of those people from the Royal City isn’t good, President Ceder." Secretary Jina adjusted her glasses, opened the hidden compartment of the desk, and took out the Recording Stone, carefully checking it, "Everything’s been recorded."

"Keep it, just in case."

Ceder rubbed the corner of his eye, watching as the people from the Royal City adventurer’s guild headquarters boarded the carriage and left, unable to help but think of recent events.

The people from the Royal City adventurer’s guild came to protest and apply pressure.

As for the reason...

"It’s still Sain, huh."

There are many chains of disdain in the world, such as the rich looking down on the poor, the healthy looking down on the disabled, the living looking down on the dead... adventurers from big cities looking down on those from small places.

Originally, the adventurers of the Royal City had a strong sense of superiority; having been exposed to the vibrant world, they looked down on adventurers from remote towns, like those from Bed City.

However, the emergence and expansion of the Sain Dungeon changed this situation. What shocked the Royal City adventurers the most was that the nobles first began to welcome various goods from Sain. While they were still despising the "countryside goods," the people at the top had already "defected."

The Royal City adventurers had no choice but to quickly change their views on Sain. They also went to explore the dungeon, wanting to bring back various rare items to exchange for rewards from the nobles.

However, they were completely unfamiliar with Sain and knew nothing about its traps and mechanisms.

At this time, pulling out a random adventurer from Bed City, they might know more about Sain.

Thus, the chain of disdain reversed.

Adventurers from Bed City began to look down on those from the Royal City.

In the end, small groups of adventurers from both cities formed their own cliques, often clashing with each other, and not long ago, a conflict even broke out in the Royal City, turning into a large-scale street brawl, with several public toilets on a few streets blown up.

So, the people from the adventurer’s guild in the Royal City came over, severely demanding that President Ceder manage the adventurers from Bed City well. If the adventurers from Bed City provoke the Royal City again, they will... they will...

In the end, they couldn’t figure out what they could do, but left with the words "In the future, we might ban adventurers from Bed City from entering the Royal City" and left in a huff.

As for this vague threat, Ceder’s response was:

"Heh."

Raised a middle finger at their departing backs.

"Who cares about your dignity, I certainly have to protect my own dungeon and adventurers."

Although the teleportation gate of the Sain Dungeon has expanded to the Royal City, the people of Bed City unanimously regard Sain as belonging to Bed, as "one of our own."

Orders from the General Guild? Who cares.

"Jina, is there anything new lately?"

Ceder lit a cigarette and looked at Bed City, which was lighting up in the night. By his estimation, it was time for the Sain Dungeon to close and the adventurers busy for the day to return.

Although some people live in Lake Lienia, the large safe zone can’t accommodate more people at the moment, and the small safe zone takes time to reach. Moreover, not everyone can find a bonfire to teleport to before the dungeon closes.

"There have indeed been many recent events."

Jina opened her notebook and said:

"The first thing, the Chef Federation sent a large staff to establish a branch in Bed City. The supervisor is an Elf named Curipa. The Chef Federation’s objective is the legendary cookware and the food ingredients and recipes from the culinary area. Under their influence, the number of caravans heading to Bed City to purchase ingredients has multiplied. City Lord Charon is expanding Bed City and is currently building a temporary camp and a gladiatorial arena outside the city."

"A gladiatorial arena?"

"Yes, due to the limited output of ingredients in the culinary area, the number of people willing to fully gather ingredients is difficult to increase significantly in a short period, so the purchasing order and quantity of each caravan are determined by fists. Each caravan chooses its own dueling agent, and allocation of profits is based on wins and losses."

"..."

"It’s said that this competition is very popular, attracting a large number of residents to watch, and a casino has also been established. By the way, the competition has even been named the [Kenguen Tournament]."

"Extraordinary."

"The second thing is about the Magic Association. Someone registered magic obtained from the Reyalucaria Magic Academy as a patent, claiming that users of this magic need to pay fees."

Ceder’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Magic Professor Turci, who was previously active in Bed City, was extremely angry about this. It’s said she cursed for a long time alone in her room upon hearing the news, and now she is on her way to the headquarters of the Magic Association to ’turn the patent-registrant into a star.’

Ceder’s gaze softened and he said, "I remember Turci is one of those who supports registering patents, right?"

"Yes, but after coming to Bed City, her mindset seems to have changed somehow. At least, her dignity as a professor doesn’t allow her or others to register as patents the magic still taught by Mentors in Sain."

"Hmm, I’m glad there are still people like that in the association."

"The third thing just happened not long ago. Maru from the Strategy Group came to report her captain accidentally entered the newly appeared Painting World ’Yanor Londo’ in the Sain Dungeon. It’s feared that the task previously accepted from the Guild cannot proceed until Leon returns."

"Another new Painting World appeared?"

Ceder stroked his beard, glanced out the window at Bed City, and suddenly exclaimed in confusion, "Why are there so few adventurers returning today?"

Today’s Bed City seemed to be not so bustling, with far fewer adventurers returning.

Jina turned to the next page of her notebook and said:

"That’s exactly what I was going to report. So far, the number of adventurers reporting their companions entered Yanor Londo has reached three figures."

"No wonder..."

Looking at the sparse crowds in Bed City, Ceder had a feeling that something was about to happen.