Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

"What on earth is going on with you?"

Temude immediately stood up from his chair and grabbed Lanle’s arm to inspect it closely.

There was no mistake, these scales were nothing like the Dragon Scales should be,

"This is the influence caused by the Demon Clan’s bloodline."

Lanle, without a change in expression, tore off a piece of the scale forcefully. Despite his arm being covered in blood, his face remained unchanged, as if he couldn’t feel the pain.

The lacerated wound grew new flesh visibly, repairing itself.

This speed seemed much slower than an authentic Demon Clan, but it was still an extraordinary Recovery Power for a human.

"Diminished pain sensation, enhanced Recovery Power, growing all sorts of bizarre organs... These are the general effects of this tainted bloodline."

"How could this be..."

Temude’s face was full of disbelief.

Seeing him like this, Lanle was puzzled and said, "Haven’t you felt any changes in your body? As a warrior, you should be more sensitive to such changes."

According to Lanle, nearly a hundred citizens of the Warrior Country had already shown traces of the Demon Clan bloodline’s influence. Moreover, the number was rising, with stronger individuals more likely to exhibit it. Although the situation could still be controlled and kept a secret for now, the future was uncertain.

So far, these changes could even be considered positive as long as their appearance didn’t turn into that of the Son of Evil Omen, but the key issue is—

No one knows whether there are hidden dangers within the Demon Clan bloodline.

The changes in the Warrior Country began after Viskasa appeared. The first to sense it was the old King, who was the first to undergo transformation, thus marking the earliest time such influences began to appear.

Interestingly, the bloodline’s eruption speed was beyond imagination back then; the old King’s skin turned black in the blink of an eye, and this transformation quickly spread to others.

However, after Viskasa’s death, their transformation speed significantly decreased, slowing down to a very weak rate.

Judging from this, the unleashing of the Demon Clan bloodline was inseparable from the Demon King!

What if the Demon King could control them?

All signs seem to point to a classic plot where the Demon King revives and transforms a large group of the Warrior Country’s citizens into his army!

It was Gwyn’s intervention that interrupted this process, preventing such a disastrous outcome. Otherwise, the entire Warrior Country could have been transformed into the Demon Clan, likely launching a cataclysmic assault on neighboring countries, led by the Demon King, resulting in devastation across the continent.

After considering such a future possibility, everyone felt grateful for the Sain Dungeon’s upheaval.

"So, my father is doing his utmost to find a way to break this predicament. Keeping such a filthy bloodline within us is like having a ticking explosive magic spell,"

Lanle shook his head and said, "The confidentiality Level of this matter is extremely high. I was only informed after the influence started affecting me."

The mere revelation of possessing Demon Clan blood could terrify the populace. If it becomes known that the bloodline is awakening, how would social order be maintained?

"After the Demon King’s death, his influence is weakening, and the number of newly affected by the Demon Clan bloodline is gradually decreasing. For those like me who have already been affected, the speed of our transformation is also slowing down. In a week or two, it’ll probably stop completely."

Saying this, Lanle looked at Temude and said, "Have you really not felt any changes in your body? Even I’ve been affected. There’s no way someone stronger than me like you hasn’t undergone any changes."

"But I really haven’t... Oh, could it be!"

Temude suddenly thought of something, took off his upper clothing, revealing the increasingly solid Dark Ring.

"I wanted to ask earlier, what is that on your chest?"

"The Dark Ring,"

he said, patting his chest:

"I’m now an Undead Man."

"What?"

Lanle’s head filled with question marks.

"Being an Undead Man, the blood of the Demon Clan or Dragon Clan should have no effect on me now, right."

Temude clenched his fist, feeling he’d found the right answer.

Once again, the power of the Sain Dungeon!

"This is truly..."

Lanle showed a look of surprise and suddenly thought of something, muttering to himself:

"So as long as we turn everyone in the country into an Undead Man, we can rid ourselves of the Demon Clan’s bloodline influence."

In a certain sense, turning into an Undead Man and becoming part of the Demon Clan are equally hard to judge in terms of which has greater negative impact.

This idea is utterly unrealistic, since Temude became an Undead Man by succeeding in quenching the fire with the four King’s Souls and Gwyn.

How could you expect the entire population of the Warrior Country to achieve that!

"But there is at least a potential solution now."

The King of the Warrior Country, Banto, had been at his wit’s end looking for a solution, which until now was nowhere to be found, but now it’s right in front of us. Though the conditions to achieve it are extremely harsh, at least the probability of resolving the issue isn’t zero.

This news suddenly invigorated people’s spirits.

"So, why are you telling me all this now?" Temude looked at Lanle and said, "As you just mentioned, the confidentiality Level of this matter is very high, and since I haven’t been affected by the outbreak, why are you telling me now?"

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