Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 549 - 377: Soul-sucking Ghost, Get Lost

Chapter 549: Chapter 377: Soul-sucking Ghost, Get Lost

Luluwo was probably the first to discover that the Brass Woman would show different attitudes based on the adventurer’s current covenant.

Because while she was fleeing this side of King Bed City, she diligently matched notes with others, running and checking if there were any differences in everyone’s processes.

However, she asked five people in a row, and all five were stuck at the giant guards at the beginning. It seemed exaggerated that even the giant guards couldn’t be passed these days.

In the painting world, it’s very difficult for a person’s spirit to recover. The recovery speed under continuous absorption is less than the absorption speed. Perhaps these adventurers tried a few times, couldn’t win, and then simply gave up until their spiritual power was absorbed to a certain extent and they were kicked out.

But one thing to note is that this group of slackers was actively kicked out by Gong Qiying, estimating they weren’t squeezed to the remaining 20% spiritual power before being released early. Anyway, they weren’t doing anything here, so it was better to let them continue adventuring elsewhere in the dungeon.

This explains why so many adventurers fled all at once today.

And Luluwo was really earnestly exploring and adventuring inside. By today, her spiritual power was almost at the danger line, just in time to come out with the main group.

She casually recounted some of her encounters to satisfy Capon’s curiosity, then turned and pushed through the crowd, walking toward the adventurer’s guild.

By now, her head still hurt, and she needed to find someone skilled in spirit healing magic; obviously, looking for the Skyrim Strategy Group who knew where would waste more time, conveniently, she knew someone nearby skilled in magic, and probably very few people sought this person out.

Which is President Ceder.

A moment later.

"President, your skills are really something..."

Luluwo lay on the deck chair, Ceder stood behind her, his left hand resting on her head, soft magical light blossoming in his hand, gradually healing her spirit.

"You guys, really...." Ceder looked helpless, "Are you taking me for a priest?"

The reason he used "you guys" is that his right hand was still on Leon.

Leon and Luluwo had almost arrived here simultaneously, their purpose was identical, just coincidentally bumping into each other.

Assistant Jina watched this slightly ridiculous scene, using a notebook to cover her face, her body slightly trembling.

"Hey, Jina, I can tell you’re laughing." Ceder said with a blank expression.

"Sorry, hahaha... I’m done laughing." Jina let out a string of laughter, but it didn’t last more than two seconds before she immediately stopped, resuming her usual indifferent style.

This behavior left Leon, who just recovered, silent, about to say something.

"You can go off work early today." Ceder, with a dark face, dismissed his assistant, contemplating whether he was too good-tempered.

"Your assistant is quite lively, ouch, ouch—"

Luluwo just started to say something, but the large hand on her head applied force, almost making her see her grandmother floating in the sky.

"Alright, what did you see in the painting world, come clean with me."

Ceder smiled kindly, his smile quite amiable.

The two receiving treatment exchanged glances, realizing that if they didn’t say something useful, they might not leave the adventurer’s guild.

However, since they came here to exchange information, receiving treatment was just a bonus.

Their sights and experiences in the painting world were recounted, some aspects astonishingly similar, but with slight differences.

At the end of the exchange, Luluwo couldn’t help but exclaim:

"You mean that woman in brass armor not only gave you an elemental bottle but also told you to find Solar and get his protection? Solar helped you earnestly and taught you the best posture to throw a Thunder Spear?"

Leon nodded, puzzled, "Why, wasn’t it the same for you? I thought everyone would have the same experience."

Luluwo looked at the ceiling, lamenting, "The Brass Woman told me only one thing."

"What?"

"Scram."

"..."

"The Brass Woman told me to scram, but she didn’t refuse my use of the bonfire. As for the Elemental Bottle, I didn’t even see its shadow." She sighed, "Solar’s attitude wasn’t good either. He said if he didn’t kill me on sight, it was mercy. I found it strange, clearly before in Ulashiro, he seemed quite friendly; how come he’s different now."

Leon looked her up and down and suddenly said:

"Is it possible that when you met Solar in Ulashiro, your covenant wasn’t with the Soul-sucking Ghost?"

Luluwo was taken aback but then clicked her tongue and said, "I’ll go change my covenant; I want to be a Sun Warrior too."

In Yanor Londo, the Soul-sucking Ghost seemed to be disliked by everyone; it was the first time adventurers encountered residual shadows that reacted to different covenants, holding pioneering significance.

Luluwo had initially thought the Brass Woman would react differently to different covenants but had overlooked Solar, assuming he would always remain the same friendly person.

"By the way, President, I left images of Ornstein and Smough here."

She pulled out a handful of Image Stones from her pocket and said, "I collected these with great difficulty. Many were destroyed during battles."

As the strategy maker, she always carried at least twenty small Image Stones during every adventure and had honed the magic technique of remotely controlling Image Stones for capturing spectacular scenes.

However, capturing exciting battles meant sacrificing combat power, making her more easily distracted during fights.

The battle scenes of Ornstein and Smough were broadcast one by one, and Ceder silently observed them, his eyes flickering, and he couldn’t help but marvel at the power of this battle.

There’s no doubt both are extremely strong. When they combine, they are an invincible team, and I’m afraid no one can conquer Yanor Londo.

However, aside from marveling, Ceder also noticed a detail.

The images shot by Luluwo were clearly not recorded from one single battle, but several battles, each time focusing only on either Ornstein or Smough.

And the one not being filmed, was it taken down by Solar, by that Sun Warrior?

This Sun Warrior must be the strongest one!

"Why does it always stop filming right after Ornstein or Smough absorbs the power of their fallen comrades?" Ceder discovered a blind spot.

Luluwo said confidently:

"Because by that time, I’m already dead, how can I still shoot?"

Indeed, it was a reason even someone trying to find flaws couldn’t argue with.

"According to your opinions, how should we set the danger level for Yanor Londo?"

The adventurer’s guild classifies different levels for various areas in the dungeon, ranking dangers and rewards, and offering exploration suggestions to help adventurers explore according to their abilities.

The two said in unison, "Extremely dangerous."

Ceder nodded, "Then, what about the reward level?"

This made the two fall into thought, a few minutes later, Leon said:

"Very rich...right?"

Luluwo thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I originally thought the Fire Execution Witch was the one that yielded the most souls among the ordinary monsters in Sain Dungeon, but now it seems the giant guards of Yanor Londo can replace it. The only pity is that this Painting World can’t be explored in groups; the difficulty of a single challenge against the giant guards is too high."

"Besides the abundance of souls?" Jina returned at some point, recording with a notebook.

"Advanced Forging Stones and Dull Forging Stones are abundant, Flying Knives are extremely plentiful; a trip may ensure you’ll never run out of Flying Knives in your life." Luluwo recalled trying to swing like on a swing by hanging chains on the beam, only to be pierced by Flying Knives from the Painting Messengers like a beehive.

With the rise of the Blacksmith Andre, adventurers discovered there were levels to Forging Stones; when a weapon is enhanced to a certain degree, it requires higher quality and more Forging Stones, while some special weapons require the Dull version.

Those areas producing Forging Stones could enhance a weapon four or five times at most; more advanced Forging Stones were scarce, but Yanor Londo has undoubtedly brought a wealth of advanced Forging Stones, paving the way for future weapon enhancement.

"Also, there’s a friendly giant blacksmith in the castle who can offer one-time free enhancement," Luluwo said solemnly, "you mustn’t miss out on that chance."

They then talked about various scattered findings but missed something very important: the Dark Moon Spirit Temple and Gwendolin, after all, neither of them had the Dark Moon Sword nor the Dark Moon Priest Ring, so they naturally couldn’t lift the restriction of the Gwendolin statue.

It feels as though the entire Yanor Londo hasn’t been fully explored yet, mainly because adapting took quite time, and Gong Qiying placed the boss fight area very "obvious," causing them to encounter Ornstein shortly after entering Gwyn Castle.

Actually, the castle is pretty big; it’s just that the traversable paths are probably well-hidden.

Until now, there’s a Onion Knight Jack Mayer in the Royal City who hasn’t been discovered.

"Seems like this place targets adventurers at the pinnacle," Jina summarized.

"Jina, compile and later release the initial exploration guide for Yanor Londo to adventurers, updating it whenever new intelligence is received," said Ceder.

"Alright."

Jina hurried off, and at that moment, Luluwo suddenly asked curiously:

"Speaking of pinnacle adventurers, Mr. President, didn’t you used to be Gold Level? Never thought of visiting Sain for fun? I can guide you."

"Sure, guide me tomorrow."

"All right, I knew you definitely disliked mingling with us young folks...wait, what did you just say?"

Luluwo was surprised, "Really going to the dungeon with me!?"

Leon’s expression also changed; he had heard rumors that Ceder suffered severe injuries when young, preventing him from exerting full power, which led him to retire from the front line of adventuring.

Why suddenly feel like going to the dungeon now?

Seeing through their thoughts, Ceder smiled and slapped a crumpled letter on the table, saying:

"I’ve been resting for so many years, and I’ve recovered a bit, besides..."

Leon leaned in to look at the letter, puzzled, "Cedar’s handwriting?"

Ceder showed a sinister smile and said:

"That old thing Gapar has been bragging ever since he became famous, I’ve had enough of his taunts, I want to show a result that will crush him!"

An aura of terrifying intimidation emanated from him, making the two beside him shiver involuntarily.

"Then, what’s your goal..." Luluwo retreated a few steps, hugging her arms like a frightened little bat.

"Yanor Londo!"