Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1015 - 669: We Crawled Back from Hell (Sain)
Crawled back from Hell?
Uffie paused for a moment, why did it feel like it's not the first time she heard this sentence? When listened to too often, even the program effect has almost run out.
But she quickly snapped out of her inexplicable ridicule and hurriedly pulled Gapar out of the teleportation gate.
The other party's body looked... still quite intact, no missing limbs or anything.
It's just that his clothes seemed to have been slashed by a bunch of knives, looking tattered, and some parts were wet, emitting a foul smell.
Could it be the saliva of some creature!?
Uffie suddenly remembered that recently a kind of giant man-eating frog appeared in the Sain Dungeon, and some thrill-seeking couples even deliberately went to get swallowed; could it be her own dad encountered something similar?
No, that scene is too beautiful, she can't imagine it in her brain!
"Are you alright, father, any injuries, internal injuries?" She directly pressed her hands quickly in various places.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, let me just sleep a...ah! That place can't be touched!"
When Uffie's hand pressed against Gapar's chest, he who originally seemed fine suddenly shuddered as if reacting sharply, and the sudden movement made Uffie quickly stop her actions, shouting: "Turns out it's an internal injury, where is the priest, where is the stretcher?"
She clenched her fists and muttered softly: "Indeed, when there's no danger, Sain is the biggest danger."
I really didn't suffer internal injuries, it's just that my chest was repeatedly stabbed by that big-headed monster using Mad Fire, now it's become a bit sensitive...
This sentence Gapar would never say in front of his daughter, being an elder, he wanted to save face, he only shook his head wearily and said:
"I'm fine, I'm... not... fine..."
Before finishing his sentence, the fatigue brought by numerical monsters and mechanical monsters he encountered in one night finally erupted, he tilted his head, and directly fell asleep.
"Hang in there, father, the priest is coming soon... Dad!!!"
Uffie had just turned her head to see her own dad posing like someone reduced to ashes, only the snow-white remains left.
She was instantly startled, emitting a piercing explosive sound, half of Black Stone City could hear her scream.
Soon, a medical team composed of local priests came and carried the unconscious Gapar and the father-daughter pair, who kept shouting "Dad, you can't die, dad", away.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
"Hey hey, was that amusing father-daughter pair really the Sword Saint and General Uffie?"
Someone uttered a voice of fantasy shattered about the Sword Saint.
Longing is feelings furthest from understanding, nearby Abel heard this person's words, couldn't help but pat the other person's shoulder as an expression of comfort.
When Abel looked towards the teleportation gate of Sain Dungeon again, his eyes were also full of worry, and the concentration of worry was deeper than before.
"The Sword Saint ended up like that, won't grandpa also... no, no, I can't keep thinking about this."
"Rest assured, your grandfather is very strong, he will definitely be alright."
Fudolin unknowingly also came here, consoling Abel with words, yet when she looked at the teleportation gate of Sain Dungeon, her gaze was also full of worries, naturally, the object of worry was her mother.
"Hopefully..." Abel uttered a voice of powerlessness.
For Fudolin, the current Dragon Clan has many things they want to ask her, their attitude towards her is also complex, but all that has to wait until the repair of this disaster is over.
However, as soon as Abel spoke those words, the teleportation gate experienced another fluctuation.
Though the creature about to come out hadn't emerged yet, the scent already wafted into Abel's nose, he rushed over urgently, his mouth calling out a beat slower to the owner of the scent:
"Grandpa!?"
Once he shouted, the other dragons immediately looked over, and seeing him run forward, although not knowing what happened, they all followed and ran forward.
When a group of dragons were rushing over, a shining golden claw finally emerged from the teleportation gate.
Sure enough, it was Elo's claw!
Great, grandpa and the others have come out!
Abel's face revealed a delighted expression, just about to come closer.
"Blurb!"
The teleportation gate suddenly made a sound like bowel emission, Elo's reduced body was sprayed out, colliding with Abel, the grandfather and grandson rolled over a hundred meters together.
"...eh?" Everyone was stunned.
In the next moment.
"Blurb——"
Accompanied by the same strange sound, the teleportation gate of Sain Dungeon burst open!
Numerous local dragons of Warrior Country previously infected by the plague sprayed out like a flood, randomly picked a lucky audience nearby and crashed into them to roll out!
The scene was instantly filled with screams and chaos.
"Grand, grandpa, you're so heavy..."
Pressed beneath Elo's body, Abel was powerless to resist, just now that collision made him feel like several of his bones broke. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
"Abel? Is it Abel?"
Elo's eyes were a bit foggy, mixed with bewilderment and daze, like being illuminated by a hypnosis APP, but more like being surprised.
"It's me, grandpa, are you alright, I heard people say you were infected—"
Before Abel could finish speaking, Elo uttered an extremely emotive sigh:
"Finally, I finally crawled back from Hell..."
Huh? Didn't I just hear this sentence a few minutes ago? Abel blinked.
Moreover Elo's tone gave an impression of the protagonist returning to a tranquil normal life after defeating the big boss in the final episode of a royal animation???
Before Abel could say anything further, Elo made tremors filled with emotion.
"Finally, no more battling, ugh ugh ugh..."
Elo vomited a rainbow of colors and then fainted elegantly, looking even more "burnt out" than Gapar.
"Grandpa? Grandpa!"
On the other side, the other giant dragons that escaped from the Sain Dungeon had almost the same reaction as Elo. Some of the weaker ones couldn't even speak clearly and directly passed out.
Those who could speak all said the same thing before they fell unconscious:
"I crawled back from Hell."
It took a very long time and the help of many people. Including Elo, the dragons that Sain had spat out were finally transported away from the Teleportation Gate to receive treatment.
Except for Fudolin, all the dragons on site went back to take care of the patients. Abel even fainted from being crushed by Elo's weight.
As the turmoil brought by the dragons subsided, there was first a silence near the Teleportation Gate, and then people erupted into a frenzy of discussion about what had just happened.
"Not just the Sword Saint, even the giant dragons were beaten like that by Sain? What the heck happened to Sain today, why did it become so strong?"
"Whoa, I don't even dare to look at the Teleportation Gate now, it feels so scary."
"Hasn't the Dungeon become a bit too brutal since last night? Although the rampage only lasted for a while before stopping, it was still terrifying..."
"Wait, is it possible that the rampage in Sain Dungeon last night didn't fade so quickly, but because the Sword Saint and others went in, Sain turned the focus of the rampage onto them, ignoring the surface?"
"That's a novel thought. So the Sword Saint and company are still the big heroes against the rampage."
"It might be more accurate to call them unfortunate souls."
Due to the stark contrast created by figures like Gapar and Elo Xidor, who are normally so composed, now losing their cool, the discussion was lively, and the whole scene felt like a festival.
However, Fudolin did not join the lively discussion. She was just intently staring at the Teleportation Gate, with every ripple from the gate making her highly tense.
If you asked her why she was reacting this way, it was naturally because...
"Will my mom end up like that too when she comes out?"
She slapped a hand over her mouth. No way, she absolutely couldn't say what she was thinking out loud; what if it came true!
What if, when her mother came out of the Teleportation Gate, she was shouting "I crawled back from Hell" while spewing everywhere...
"I don't want that to happen!"
Fudolin screamed in utmost dismay.
An entire day passed quickly.
From dawn to dusk, the number of people near the Teleportation Gate went from many to few.
It wasn't until the next day's sun rose that Fudolin, who had been standing near the Teleportation Gate all along, let out a sigh filled with complex emotions.
The good news was, the Madness Qi Dragon didn't utter embarrassing lines like Gapar.
The bad news was, the Madness Qi Dragon hadn't come out yet.
"Will it ever come out..."
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Gapar felt like he had a dream.
A very long nightmare.
In the dream, a Forbidden Old Man kept stabbing him repeatedly with a cane.
After stabbing, he would use Mad Fire to slow-cook on low heat and then finish on high heat, and the dish would be served to the Mad Dragon Belle.
"Why would I dream of something like this..."
Gapar slowly woke up, seeing a strange ceiling, but judging from the architectural style, it should be the Royal Family's building of the Warrior Country.
"Lord Sword Saint, you've finally awakened."
The physician beside the sickbed let out a delighted voice upon seeing him wake up.
It seemed like this place was some kind of sanatorium, and Gapar deduced the truth. He waited a few minutes to let his brain reboot, then tried moving his body.
Great, except for some stiffness, there was no major problem.
"How long was I unconscious?" He looked at the physician.
"For a whole week," the physician said, "With your daughter's permission, we used Hypnosis Magic to extend your rest period to ensure the best healing effect."
"You were thoughtful."
Gapar indeed felt his body had mostly recovered; he could go back to Sain and fight another eight hundred rounds right away!
Sain...
Maybe not. I don't want to go back there for a while.
"I'll notify General Uffie now; she should be attending the Sain Thank You Festival."
"What is that?"
Gapar blinked, feeling like he heard some strange and mysterious term from the physician's mouth.
"The Sain Thank You Festival."
The physician stated earnestly:
"It was the Yanor Kingdom that sent people over for free to guide the festival. The entire festival requires performers to constantly go on stage, and they have to deliberately make mistakes, because Sain Dungeon loves watching others mess up. It's said that such a festival can soothe the restless soul of the Sain Dungeon, bringing it back to calm, and it lasts for seven days and nights. Even the Princes have to go on stage."
"..."
Gapar gaped, not knowing what to say, just kept blinking his increasingly dazed eyes, finally muttering to himself:
"What kind of nonsense is this..."
The Yanor Kingdom... they definitely came to cause trouble on purpose, didn't they?
