Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 852 - 557: The Gradual Transformation of the Elderly into Couch Potatoes

Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 852 - 557: The Gradual Transformation of the Elderly into Couch Potatoes

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Chapter 852: Chapter 557: The Gradual Transformation of the Elderly into Couch Potatoes

The soldiers with Flame Protection Magic crawled out of a pitch-black cave scorched by fire, shaking their heads as they spread their hands, indicating there was nothing below.

Uffie frowned, while Fanen considerately pulled the soldier up.

"This is the fourth empty cave we’ve found. The other side must have realized we’re hunting them, so they’re intentionally leaving behind so many false leads."

Since the day Dorian escaped from her subordinates, she had been investigating his whereabouts. She needed to figure out why Dorian’s body was on fire, as that clearly wasn’t a normal characteristic of the Demon Clan.

Following the tunnel the opponent dug in the Dungeon during the escape, it was easy to find the first cave. However, it was empty, with all clues thoroughly burned.

Later, with the help of some magicians skilled in Tracking Magic, the group found some clues, but chasing all the way led to nothing, and everyone gradually realized it.

"That guy hid the real hideout with obvious fake leads, and we’ve all been misled!"

This time, the Demon Clan they were to capture was highly intelligent, totally different from the mindless ones who only knew destruction. This made Uffie feel challenged and determined to bring the opponent to justice.

Since Dorian was so cunning, it was clear he was a native Demon. Those Demon Clans wandering around city outskirts were likely catalyzed by his Fallen Demon Egg!

Moreover, ever since they started hunting Dorian, the mark had not appeared again. All of which led people to easily deduce a fact:

The Demon Clan using the Fallen Demon Egg to transform humans and leave the mark was Dorian!

This undoubtedly raised the danger level in people’s minds about this guy. Upon learning this, Count Gerhard had borrowed magicians from other cities with the ability to detect Demon Clans, preparing to set up a Magic Formation in and around Black Stone City to fully detect Demon Clans.

Prince Lanle generously lent his bodyguards to follow Uffie, showing how much he valued the situation.

However, the fact remained that, during these days, they had caught two mindless Demon Clans, but found no trace of Dorian.

"It’s getting late; should we continue today?" Fanen glanced at the sky and asked.

"Let’s continue. The Demon Clan is more active at night," Uffie insisted. "Didn’t I tell you, you don’t need to follow me? What you really need is to go train in the Dungeon and take down Greg soon."

"Catching Demon Clans is also a form of training." Fanen shook his head earnestly, a sincerity on his face so bright that one couldn’t look straight at it.

"You...."

Uffie didn’t know what to say. If she didn’t know Fanen was a sister complex, she might have thought this kid was interested in her.

But in fact, the reason Fanen wasn’t going to fight Greg had only one reason:

"That guy has completely turned into something I can’t understand anymore...." he muttered softly, and Uffie didn’t catch it.

So many days had passed, and quite a few people had arrived in Stoneveil, gradually allowing some to see Greg.

Then they became material for his limb attachment.

Fanen had taken a look at Greg not long ago, and Greg had turned completely into a Sewn Monster. Fanen couldn’t even describe what he saw that day, only that he couldn’t eat meat for days.

He really didn’t want to fight that thing alone; he had to drag Uffie along.

"By the way, aren’t there more people learning Combat Skill in the city recently?" Fanen suddenly said.

"Yes, indeed, there are more. The atmosphere is almost like many years ago."

However, Uffie’s face didn’t show any joy. Instead, it was even more solemn.

She knew this brief resurgence in Combat Skill might attract some people’s more intense backlash. If they couldn’t withstand it, the future of Combat Skill might be even bleaker.

Perhaps, the opponents would make a move in the next few days.

After another search outside the city yielded no results, as darkness fully descended, the group eventually returned to the city.

"I’ll go find Isha first. She should be back from the Dungeon." Fanen bid farewell to Uffie and turned around to find his sister, his steps becoming somewhat lighter.

"Having a sister is really nice."

Uffie watched him leave. With nowhere to go herself, she wandered around the city.

However, upon entering a busy street, she suddenly felt a change in the atmosphere, with noisy sounds coming from not far away.

"The Magic Encyclopedia, compiled by the great Court Great Magic Sage Younka Master, is about to appear, allowing all citizens to enjoy the benefits of this God-like Miracle!"

"As a prelude to the Miracle, I will present to you the master’s latest research results!"

"It’s the exquisite technique of casting Magic with Fighting Qi!"

Edgar and several magicians stood on a high platform, loudly announcing to the gathered crowd.

The Reform Faction’s counterattack came so swiftly.

And they threw a king bomb!

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