Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

"I—"

Leon suddenly opened his eyes, a classic phrase burst out instantly, his body jumped up as if reflexively.

Upon taking a look, he found himself lying on a pile of ashes, surrounded by collapsed buildings, the scenery still that of the chaotic gathering place, the Dark Ring still hanging high in the sky.

He stared blankly at this scenery that could be said to be familiar, finally deflatingly lying back on the ground, muttering to himself:

"I’m dead..."

And killed by the little minions.

This... honestly, is quite embarrassing.

"What the hell is going on with those monsters!"

He unwillingly sat up, shouting.

The drenched humanoid, this thing felt terrible to fight, the toughness alternates between absurdly strong and weak as if non-existent, the life force far exceeds what minions should have, let alone the paralyzing effect resembling Ring Capture.

Are you really just minions?

"I kind of want that scythe."

He suddenly expressed his heartfelt wish.

"I wonder if killing those monsters could get it."

Leon climbed up from the ground, peeling off the scattered gear that had been slashed by small scythes, finally heading into battle lightly, feeling considerably more nimble.

Even the Bordeaux Hammer had become tattered in battle, he could only use the limited quantity of Repair Light Powder, wondering if he can find a blacksmith here.

His gear and supplies weren’t abundant. Although initially entering the Sain Dungeon with the idea of defeating Prince Losrik, he thought maybe at most he’d push into Losrik City, and didn’t bring much gear or weapons.

If seriously exploring, he wouldn’t have brought the Bordeaux Hammer but would have brought the reverse sword, Ring Capture, and others into battle.

He looked at the Return Bone Fragments in his bag, finally gritting his teeth and endured!

"But this time waking up in a different place, huh."

He looked around, currently inside a building with a collapsed ceiling, just right to see the Dark Ring from here, uncertain whether to call this good luck or bad luck.

Walking out through the nearly collapsed gateway of this building gives one a feeling of reaching the mountain peak.

Because he indeed stands atop the highest peak, the uprising mountain beneath him fused with buildings from various eras forming a chaotic intertwined "mountain range," vast at a glance, unknown how long it would take to circle.

But according to the usual practice of the Sain Dungeon, it definitely wouldn’t let adventurers waste time wandering through all useful and useless maps.

So next, he just needs to follow the path heading downward in front of him, guessing he’ll find the "correct" path.

Hmm? Hold on...

"Who are you?"

Leon confusedly looked at the "person" suddenly appearing beside him, he has been looking over here for quite a while and only just noticed the guy.

It’s really hard to imagine that the person beside him is human, wrapped in tattered black cloth head to toe, the hunched figure relying on a wooden stake on hand to stay upright, more bizarrely, he or she looks so frail yet carries a huge shell-like thing on their back as if it’s a magnified turtle shell.

This outfit indeed looks very eerie; Leon has never seen someone dressed like this.

"Oh, are you still conscious?"

The shell-bearing person emitted a croaky voice like an old woman, sounding feeble, seemingly ready to pass away anytime.

Is this really a person?

"I never expected, another person arrives, thought it would end with just now."

She raised her hand, coughed twice, while slowly gazing into the distance, speaking leisurely:

"Okay, what do you want from me, this shell-bearer? Let me be clear, I won’t help you with anything, I’m just a pilgrim wanting to enjoy the view here."

"No, no, no, I just saw you here right after I woke up, not looking for you or anything..."

Leon retorted, slightly relaxing seeing the other was capable of communication, also noting the unfamiliar term "Pilgrim" she referred herself as.

Oh right, after defeating Dragon Hunter Armor, the Hunter’s Manual updated with new enemy information, seems to show the butterfly controlling the Dragon Hunter Armor named... Pilgrimage Butterfly?

Pilgrim, Pilgrimage Butterfly, is there some underlying connection between them?

"Leave if there’s no business, while I’m still clear, you must also remain clear."

Hey now, this sounds like the other party is a stranger-caring good person, Leon’s sentiment towards Pilgrim rose a bit.

Then he heard her add, "I don’t want my scenery looking sadder."

"..."

Alright, I’ll take that as a blessing for me to live well.

Leon held his expression, moving closer to the Pilgrim, asking: "Do you know where this is?"

Though the residual shadow characters in Sain Dungeon usually had some quirks, as information could be exchanged, he couldn’t miss the opportunity.

"Gathering place, you came here knowing nothing huh, strange child."

Pilgrim glanced at him, or perhaps could be considered a glance, as the black cloth made it hard to discern her gaze.

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