Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

At the moment when the White Dragon’s breath dissipated, the oppressive atmosphere that had been shrouding the entire battlefield disappeared.

This oppressive presence from the Tomb King Nite vanished!

The crystals that emerged from the ground pierced through Tomb King Nite on the spot, following the various gaps in the bones, forming a firm bind.

However, this intense constraint had lost its intended effect at that moment.

Because that pale body was slowly vanishing, turning into a sky full of ashes.

"Did... we succeed...?"

Hades, having completed all this, immediately fell into a state of exhaustion, falling from mid-air, and Leon quickly moved forward to catch him.

"Hiss!"

Leon, who caught him, was surprised as the crystals on Hades’ body pierced his skin. He couldn’t help but be astonished, feeling that the crystals on Hades’ body had become more and harder than they were before the battle?

"Are you alright?"

"Cough, cough, I’m fine, just... a bit exhausted..."

Hades appeared unprecedentedly weak.

"Clatter—"

With the disappearance of Tomb King Nite, the skeletal army that filled the field collapsed to the ground like puppets that had lost their controller, dropping in clusters that astonishingly gave a sense of grandeur.

The ground seemed to come alive, writhing as if to swallow these dead souls back up, leaving only undead creatures present in the vast underground cavern.

"It’s finally over..." The Necromancers felt incredibly tired as well, having no more strength to maintain any spells, they began to recall their undead creatures.

The fatigue after the battle hit harder than ever, with some even unable to stand up.

The underground cavern, bustling the previous second, was suddenly emptied, looking desolate and empty.

"We won, boss! This is the third one!" Maru excitedly waved her fist.

"I think... if you have time to celebrate... you better come help me heal..." Drew’s resentful voice came from the side, and Maru let out an "Ow" and hurried over to help him and Tal with their injuries.

The losses from this battle were minimal, almost like a miracle.

If it hadn’t been for Hades learning Crystal Magic from Big Hat Logan and the enhancement from other King’s Souls on physical abilities, the battle against Tomb King Nite would have been extremely terrifying, with no conceivable way to break through the Death Miasma.

Realizing this, everyone felt proud of their growth, with a sense of accomplishment that surpassed the feeling of defeating the Tomb King Nite.

"You damn bastards!"

Tai Fengli’an suddenly, energetically pointed at the Necromancers and started scolding.

The scolded Necromancers were puzzled, pointing at themselves in confusion; what did they do? They were just tiredly sitting on the ground resting.

"We were just contemplating the sincere faith our Lord has shown. Now it’s time for prayer, a truly devout prayer! Your current state is disgraceful!"

Under Tai Fengli’an’s persistent urging, the Necromancers reluctantly stood beside him to pray, producing a buzzing sound like a swarm of mosquitoes flying around.

"The power of faith is truly frightening," Maru twitched her lips.

"Shouldn’t you be questioning why their faith is about eliminating their own god?" Tal questioned puzzledly.

This is probably what sets the Necromancers’ beliefs apart from others.

Maru shook her head and said, "But praying like this probably won’t do much—"

Before she could finish speaking, the underground floor suddenly emitted a slight tremor.

In the blink of an eye, the black and gray floor began to writhe outward, spewing out little light points of various colors, densely packed yet silent, happening too quickly for anyone to react.

In just a blink, the space was filled with these light points.

Combined with the atmosphere of the Giant Tomb, these light points appeared like a tribute of mourning for the departed.

"Whoa! This is the reward granted to us by our Lord Nite!"

The Necromancers’ side erupted with applause.

"Isn’t this just a common rewards segment..."

The adventurers were left admiring the Necromancers’ thought process, absentmindedly gathering the light points from the ground, waiting for the appearance of the King’s Soul.

The distribution of this round’s rewards was already agreed upon; besides the King’s Soul, most of the rewards from the light points were given to the Necromancers, while the King’s Soul was jointly held by the Strategy Group and Hades.

Leon was very much looking forward, looking forward to seeing what unique abilities the King’s Soul of the first departed would bestow.

But at that moment, he suddenly heard a faint sound of something breaking near his ear.

[The covenant "Underling of the Tomb King" has been broken]

Their covenant shattered.

This was a very distinct feeling, as if something inside their body had broken, leaving the place where that thing was held now empty... they reverted back to having no covenant at all.

"Hmm?" Maru was stunned.

"Huh?"

Leon blinked, and facing this unexpected scenario, he quickly deduced the logic.

The covenant of being the Underling of the Tomb King was tied to Tomb King Nite—the Tomb King Nite was defeated by them—thus, the covenant had no holder and ceased to exist.

A very logical and complete chain, similar to how breaking the Sun Princess’s illusion meant one couldn’t form a "Princess Guardian" covenant.

However, this...

Leon and even Hades realized something, immediately turning their heads towards the Necromancers, each face lit with a spark of interest, intent on watching the developments unfold.

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