Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

"What are you talking about?"

When Temude said this, the first to express surprise were the warriors behind him, who made sounds of puzzlement.

They knew that the Giant King Youmu might be hiding in the City of Sin, and they also knew that the Onion Knight came down this time to find his old friend. But how did they suddenly equate the Onion Knight’s old friend with the Giant King Youmu?

Isn’t this train of thought a bit too divergent? So they wanted to hear why Temude came to such a conclusion and what the reasoning process was.

But the other party straightforwardly said, "I’m guessing."

For Temude, who was in the Sain Dungeon, encountering strange things in this dungeon was not a problem at all. When facing a question, he didn’t have to worry about guessing wrong; rather, he should worry about guessing too conservatively!

Since the Onion Knight was recorded as a residual shadow by the Sain Dungeon, he must have some extraordinary aspects.

So it only required a little association at this moment to easily deduce that the Giant King Youmu equals his old friend—strong improvisational skills are a necessary professional quality for every Sain Dungeon adventurer!

"Anyway, this is a bit too much of a leap..."

"I actually think it makes some sense."

Temude’s unusually strong performance today made some in the team more inclined to follow his command and trust his ideas.

So people turned their gaze towards the Onion Knight. After all, the person who could answer the question was standing right in front of them, so there was no point in guessing blindly.

The Onion Knight was silent for a few seconds, as if he had frozen momentarily, but soon he regained his composure, and a voice filled with both emotion and surprise came from beneath the helmet:

"What sharp intuition, indeed. Yes, I, Jack Baldor of Catalina, am here this time to meet with my old friend Youmu!"

If the Onion Knight were a villain character, he would probably be wearing a terrifying expression right now and saying, "I hate sharp little brats like you the most."

"Wow, it really is true!"

"See, the Prince guessed right."

"Amazing, isn’t this smarter than Prince Lanle?"

"No praising one while belittling the other."

Temude nodded, feeling joy at having his guess confirmed. He slightly relaxed and continued to ask, "So, after you meet that Ember King, what will you do? Sit down for a drink with him and then team up to fight us?"

His words made everyone grasp the situation, and they immediately looked like they had seen a ghost. If things indeed turned out as he guessed, they couldn’t let the Onion Knight go.

"I came here for a personal agreement with him," the Onion Knight said, "Rest assured, no matter what, I will not be your enemy."

"Our goals are the same."

Upon hearing this, Temude once again smiled and turned to the crowd, saying, "Alright, let’s find the key now! He is our ally!"

Your mood shifts are a bit too fast and smooth, aren’t they?

Despite feeling a slight urge to complain, the warriors acted according to Temude’s orders and began searching for the possible prison keys in this vast City of Sin.

Searching for keys in such a dark illusion filled with ruinous buildings was naturally not an easy task. The only relatively convenient aspect was that the Sain Dungeon often represented things like keys as light points, making them relatively easier to find.

At least much more convenient than looking for keys whose locations are unknown in the real world. This time, it’s a victory for the dungeon!

A group of warriors dispersed in all directions of the ruins to search for the prison keys, while Temude took two or three people to continue forward. They did this to divert attention for those searching for the keys.

Of course, if they could draw attention while smashing the altar burning with Sin Flames, that would be even better.

Temude and the warriors skillfully utilized the surrounding ruins to dodge fireball attacks throughout, occasionally using Gravity Magic to lift ruins and form a barrier in front of them.

This environment, filled with loose rubble, was a paradise for users of Gravity Magic and various Earth Attribute Magic. Professional Earth Magicians could stand out here.

Finally, Temude braved the fireballs and reached the gate of the palace, arriving in front of the Sin Flames altar.

When he reached this position, the floating Sin Flames could no longer launch fireball attacks at him, nor unleashed any other form of fire.

It simply hovered silently high above, as if it had nothing to do with the situation. Only the figures in white robes, who were silently praying around the altar, charged towards Temude and the warriors.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that these tall, slim figures were actually Yilushier Prisoners in different clothing!

These guys took out some kind of mysterious ceremonial gadget, from which flames suddenly burst forth, attacking the crowd in various forms.

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