Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

"Give me your little scythe!"

"Hah! (If you want it, come and get it yourself!)" The wet humanoids’ throats emitted sounds like a broken bellows as they roared and charged forward.

This is a wheelchair duel!

When the wet humanoids raised their little scythes and jumped over, Leon chose to directly activate the combat skill of his weapon. The spinning blade successfully knocked away the attacking monster, even severing its limbs, but this did not manage to kill the life-force-strong creatures.

At the moment of landing, the wet humanoids leapt back up with unreasonable agility, over twenty dark monsters pouncing on Leon from all sides. This was their most common group tactic during combat; it was the same tactic that defeated Leon last time.

To perfectly manage this crisis, he could only use the infinite combo, but encountering danger, should he really use the wheelchair?

Indeed, he should use the wheelchair fiercely—this is the thinking of a wheelchair user!

In just an instant, the Half-leaf Greatsword he raised high spun like a helicopter, even emitting the sound of rotor blades cutting through the air. Any wet humanoid approaching him was instantly sliced into several pieces, and the shattered stones fell to the ground, bouncing a few times before dying completely.

"Let me enjoy this a bit longer!"

When Leon stopped the infinite combo, there was already nothing alive around him.

He held his heavily spun-and-probably-crushed old waist, breaking into loud laughter while sweating and gulping down an Elemental Bottle.

After obtaining the Half-leaf Greatsword, how could one not play with a smile?

Riding this momentum, he charged deeper into the gathering area, diving headfirst into the product of countless eras where buildings and ash were blended together.

Along the way, he only encountered wet humanoids, yet no matter how he subdued these monsters, even though the number killed by his hands exceeded triple digits, he still hadn’t obtained a wet little scythe, and his desire for this weapon had reached the extreme.

And it happened when Leon’s greed reached its peak.

[Invasion by "Soul V’s Avatar"]

A familiar figure appeared before him.

The round, rosy body, the slave hood that enlightened a whole generation of adventurer aesthetics—this was none other than the Soul V Avatar he had once defeated! The Ring Capture he possessed came from this guy’s body!

Back then he had just won against this fellow and obtained the Ring Capture, only to find it missing in Sain Dungeon, and Ring Capture became a discontinued weapon. Unexpectedly, they could meet again at this moment; truly, it was destiny.

But this time, Soul V’s Avatar was no longer wielding Ring Capture; rather, he held the little scythe Leon coveted.

With just a glance, Leon displayed a look of sudden understanding.

Soul V’s Avatar horizontally held the little scythe in front of him, applying pine resin onto it, instantly igniting an evil dark purple glow.

Next, he continually squatted towards Leon, as if performing some special Soul V courting ritual.

"Heh." Leon was infuriated into laughter yet felt a sense of nostalgia inside, immediately wielding the Half-leaf Greatsword and charging at the opponent.

Half-leaf Greatsword VS Wet Little Scythe!

This is a showdown between two weapon masters!

The Half-leaf Greatsword slashed forward, Soul V’s Avatar instantly dodged the attack with sliding steps while lunging toward Leon, the little scythe held in both hands immediately stabbing forward. Leon quickly rolled backward to evade, yet Soul V’s Avatar used consecutive sliding steps to close in with vicious intent to catch his attack recovery, truly an intense battle only dynamic vision could perceive.

When cornered with nowhere to retreat, Leon rolled in the opposite direction of Soul V’s defense, allowing him a momentary lapse of awareness and successfully getting behind him.

Soul V immediately turned, broadly swinging the little scythe, but at that moment, before Leon could rise from the ground, he threw something at him.

"Bang!"

The dung pot exploded on Soul V’s hood, instantly covering his peephole with thick sludge!

Leon certainly wouldn’t typically carry a dung pot; he pulled it from the enemy’s waist as he rolled.

"Experience my blind-side maneuver with dung!"

Ordinary people might have retreated continuously if a dung pot was splashed over their faces, but how could Soul V be ordinary?

He directly charged at Leon’s kidneys without even wiping off the pot shards!

Leon was equally assertive, choosing the infinite combo to counter back on the spot!

As they say, an inch longer is an inch stronger—the Half-leaf Greatsword first touched Soul V’s body, rapidly denting his round body sideways, and the little scythe froze midway, unable to swing. At this moment, Leon opted to continue the infinite combo.

"Bang bang bang bang—"

The Half-leaf Greatsword continuously struck Soul V, firmly suppressing him; during which he attempted to escape with sliding steps but Leon pursued using Hound Step, launching a heated marathon chase.

And at the marathon’s end.

"Thud!"

Leon threw a flying knife into the back of Soul V’s head, successfully completing the kill on the remaining bit of his life force.

[Intruder "Soul V’s Avatar" has perished!]

As the rosy body faded from sight, it left behind a light point that was neither golden nor purple but a sinister dark purple glow.

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