Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 970 - 640: Monger’s Ultimate Countdown Finisher Challenge by the Ear

When they saw the red aura emerging from their bodies, everyone's hearts turned cold.

Everyone knew that this crimson aura was definitely not a good thing, definitely not!

However, no matter what means they tried, they couldn't remove it.

Purification magic was ineffective, invisibility magic was ineffective, escaping from Monger was ineffective...

Is there no way out?!

Even Fudolin halted her attack, staring in confusion at the aura on her body, seemingly at a loss.

It was at this moment of extreme anxiety.

The appearance of this aura coincided with Monger's action of stabbing the sky with a Holy Spear.

"Three!"

He uttered a number whose meaning was unclear, and with his strike, the air suddenly produced a lot of blood!

It was as if some invisible entity was being wounded by his attack!

But three? What does three mean?

Monger stabbed the sky again.

"Two!"

How did it change to two?

Everyone's emotions were like riding a roller coaster, leaping as they sensed a strong sense of crisis with the decreasing numbers.

"I get it, it's a countdown!"

Luluwo was the first to react, showing a face of terror, directly charging towards Monger.

The others also seemed to understand something, sprinting towards Monger, their grip on their weapons causing veins to bulge!

They had only one goal—to take down Monger before the countdown reached zero!

Even a fool would know that if your enemy starts a countdown during a battle, it means they're about to unleash a big move when it ends!

No matter what kind of move appears when the countdown ends, it would definitely be something beyond the Skyrim Strategy Group's ability to withstand.

Now was the time for everyone to fight for their lives!

"One!"

"No way!"

Luluwo released all the chains on her body in a storm of attacks that tore at Monger's luxurious black robe.

Tami used Fanlei's bouquet to viciously stab Monger's thigh with full force each time, managing to wound him but not causing him to bleed profusely!

Berto released a poison fog directly at Monger's face, a prayer learned from the Sain Dungeon that not only had deadly poison but also dozens of other harmful effects, enough to instantly poison a Big Thief Dragon!

Mila swung her large hammer repeatedly at Monger's knee, hoping to make him kneel, but hitting him was like striking iron, with no effect.

Facing this situation, everyone gasped, and the surrounding temperature rose slightly.

Why couldn't they interrupt him despite exhausting every effort?!

At this moment, the most reliable Fudolin launched an attack.

Dragging her arm, which had become gigantic from the excessive layering of dragon scales, she charged like a three-gear Luffy!

If this punch hit, regardless of whether it caused significant damage, it would surely interrupt his countdown!

But time was up.

Monger held the Mongwin's Holy Spear with both hands, and the sky suddenly turned blood red, like ripples in a disturbed peaceful lake swirling above everyone's heads.

A sense of fear drifted over the entire Blood Dynasty, as if a deity had descended!

Though unsure of what was about to happen, according to past experiences, Luluwo and the others displayed despair on their faces at this moment.

Before Fudolin's fist, as large as a volcano, hit, Monger stabbed towards the blood-colored sky!

"Zero!"

Blood fell like rain!

The sky began to rain waves of blood!

Luluwo and the others had no time to appreciate this spectacular scene, and Fudolin's fist failed to land on the enemy, as a massive amount of blood erupted from the adventurers' bodies in sync with the wave!

"Ah!"

"Goo—ga—"

"So painful!!!"

The red aura encircling everyone abruptly brightened at the last countdown.

All attacks ceased at that moment, with Fudolin crashing to the ground, because their blood was out of control and raging.

In an instant, blood burst forth.

"Pop pop pop!"

Everyone present exploded into clouds of blood mist, unable to suppress their cries of pain, with massive blood loss!

Fudolin's own blood loss surpassed even that of the Skyrim Strategy Group, exploding with enough blood to flood a blood pool!

In an instant, people fell in disarray, lying on their own blood, gasping heavily.

With no external wounds, but suffering from heavy blood loss, they quickly weakened.

Though they were quickly weakened, not dying was a blessing amidst misfortune, as they still had a chance!

Monger's countdown was too oppressive, making this bloodletting move unpreventable, with no conceivable countermeasure.

Each face was pale as they barely had time to communicate, everyone pulling out their life-saving secret items—the Red Dew Holy Grail Bottle.

This item, a gift from Melina, or rather Sain Dungeon, could be viewed as a powerful healing potion, capable of rapidly restoring life force, but only a few bottles could be used in a day, making everyone reluctant.

Now was the time to use it to its greatest effect!

They popped the cap and gulped it down!

Restore, my life force!

"Zero!"

Monger's voice sounded again.

At that moment, everyone's movements froze.

Did we... just hear something?

Monger said zero again, right?

Right!?

"Pop pop pop—"

Everyone exploded into blood mist again at their spots!

The smallest Luluwo and Mila were directly sent back to the blessing, while the remaining few clung to life, and if they hadn't drunk those few gulps from the red bottle earlier, they might have been dead by now.

The blood they exploded with this time had flooded the entire battlefield, even enough for the Blood Nobles to bubble out of.

A second time...

Is it finally over?

Quickly... drink another Holy Grail Bottle...

Tami and the others weakly lifted their arms, trembling as they brought the Holy Grail Bottle to their lips, draining the last of the liquid, rapidly recovering their lost life force.

But the night sky remained blood red, even appearing more intense.

Wait, more intense?

No way...

Tami and Berto simultaneously looked at Monger.

Monger remained in his previous posture, then stabbed towards the sky.

"Wait, don't, wait!"

"We've surrendered!!!"

"Zero!"

At this moment, Tami grasped a crucial life lesson.

Useful skills should be used continuously, and choosing to repeat means repeating indefinitely.

Repeat endlessly, win endlessly.

The last time they heard the countdown, it was as if watching a sleep-inducing video, right?

Hmm, now this situation is similar to sleep inducement, as if everyone is about to fall into slumber, and Monger's technique surpasses commercial sleep-inducing videos.

"Pop!"

In the Blood King's palace, three more clouds of blood mist exploded.