Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

That night, in Prince Ranler’s mansion.

"Your Highness, we successfully captured the adventurers from the Skyrim Strategy Group. They seemed to offer no resistance at all."

The Bodyguard Captain was reporting the night’s events to Prince Ranler, standing before him. Both his attire and appearance, as well as the other bodyguards around him, resembled those black-clad men from some gambler’s manga.

"Hmm."

Ranler was casually leaning back in his seat, reading a book. Upon hearing the news, he just nodded and said:

"Lock them up for a couple of days, treat them well. Such talents might be useful in the future."

"Yes."

"By the way, spread some news outside saying that they have been severely punished. This will pacify the public anger, but of course, just say it, don’t actually harm them."

The chaos brought by the Mad Fire broadcast came and went quickly. With the full assistance of those unaffected in the city, those who were affected have been settled. Although some are still lying in clinics, the situation overall is no longer critical.

"Understood, then use magic to fake some injuries."

"You’ve got it right, go ahead."

Ranler waved his hand, indicating that the other party should leave him to his precious reading time.

Normally, the Bodyguard Captain would follow orders to leave and do what needed to be done, but this time, for some unexplained reason, he stood there motionless.

"What’s the matter?" Ranler noticed something was amiss, closed his book, and looked at him.

"Your Highness, well, it seems there are some issues with Sain Dungeon," the Bodyguard Captain said with a troubled expression.

"Sain Dungeon?" Ranler’s tone was surprised, confirming again, "Are you sure it’s Sain Dungeon?"

"No, no, I mean, it’s the people coming out of Sain Dungeon, lots and lots of people."

"Count Gehard is trying to maintain order near the teleportation portal, but it seems to be beyond his capability. If this continues...."

There was no exaggeration in the Bodyguard Captain’s voice as he said:

"Tonight, the streets of Blackstone City will be packed with people lying everywhere!"

"What?"

Soon after, without even using a carriage, Ranler simply rode a Two-legged Flying Dragon with his bodyguards to the vicinity of the teleportation portal at Sain Dungeon.

At just a glance, Ranler instinctively tightened his grip on the reins.

Because the scene before him was indeed the personification of "a sea of people."

The number of people was indescribable, squirming around the teleportation portal like ants discovering food, forming a dense mass that looked like an endless abyss. People kept pouring out of the teleportation portal endlessly!

What made Ranler take a few extra glances was that these people clearly did not resemble those from the Warrior Country; their appearances were more restrained compared to the generally rough appearance typical of this side, with some having fair, delicate skin...

Isn’t this the classic appearance of people from the Aranoll Kingdom!

Having been at war for so many years, how could Ranler not know what people from Aranoll Kingdom look like!

The thing he feared most has finally happened, Sain Dungeon has indeed connected the two countries!

At this moment, people from the Aranoll Kingdom were mixed with the local residents of Blackstone City. The guards surrounded these people, checking their identities one by one, allowing locals to leave first while instructing foreigners to stay put.

This approach fundamentally has no issues, the only problem is that there are just too many people here! Order can’t be maintained!

Are there already over a thousand people here now? And more continue pouring out of the teleportation portal as if free of charge!

Each time new people arrived, the guards had to shout the rules, but their shouting couldn’t keep up with the speed of the incoming flow, and Count Gehard along with other guards were hoarse from shouting, yet the chaotic crowd wouldn’t stop.

Looking at the unstoppable crowd, Count Gehard showed a look of despair.

A doubt probably arises to someone: With all the guards here, why can’t you just resort to violent suppression?

Because...

"I have never found Count Gehard so pitiful before."

Ranler waved his hand, signaling his subordinates that it was time for him to make an appearance.

Let this prince save the day!

His elite magicians immediately cast a Group Stun Technique, planning according to the prince’s regular steps upon entrance— first quieting the crowd, then using amplification magic mixed with a calming technique to announce the prince’s arrival, and finally, using hypnosis magic to randomly pick a few loud people from the crowd to cheer for the prince’s arrival.

Usually, this step was Edgar’s work.

But he was in no condition to work today; in that city-wide Mad Fire broadcast, for some inexplicable reason, he was most strongly affected, and up to now, even the children have recovered their health, yet Edgar still lay in bed, looking critically ill.

Ranler quite admired Edgar today, having heard that even in his sickly state, he had himself carried to the rooftop to observe the starry sky, showcasing utmost dedication.

"Silence!"

The magician’s loud shout accompanied by the group stun technique appeared simultaneously, instantly transforming into an invisible wave that covered the entire area where the teleportation gate was located. The nearby Black Stone City guards and the onlookers quieted down as a result.

The effect was excellent, so the next step was to shout out Prince Lanle’s name—

Before the magician could proceed to the next step, a sudden loud noise erupted from the adventurers gathered near the teleportation gate!

In the blink of an eye, a strong backlash force struck the magician, causing him to stagger back repeatedly, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face full of shock.

Had his magic been countered?

There was only one possibility for such a situation—that he had used the group stun technique on many individuals much stronger than he was!

And the targets of his magic earlier were those adventurers, which meant....

Among the crowd were hidden experts, a whole lot of them!!!

"Your Highness!"

The magician instinctively sensed something was amiss and hurriedly used magic that could roughly gauge the strength to look at the adventurers.

"Wow!"

The next moment, to everyone’s shock, he spat out a rainbow of seven colors.

What was with the strength of these adventurers, why did each one seem like an over-inflated water balloon?

In short, perhaps the depth of these adventurers wasn’t profound, but their stats were extraordinarily high, as if they had been quickly ripened in a short period!

Moreover, among them were quite a few tough characters!

He seemed to recognize a few very familiar magic professors just now!

Not only were there fleeting magic professors, but there were also a bunch of oddly dressed people.

A whole bunch of people with weird headgear aside, there were also a large group dressed in armor that looked directly carved from hard stones, these fellows were Havier imitators, besides, there were those dressed in self-made Four Knights Under King armor, imitating Molten Furnace Knights, and some cosplaying as the Fran Undead Team, and those which seemed to be Fran Guards.

The magician had never seen so many strangely dressed people in his life!

"What’s wrong with you?" Lanle was about to ask something, when suddenly a loud dragon roar resounded in the sky, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

It was the Female Fire Dragon, named Hathaway by Roger, who sensed the effect of the stun technique and was now enraged!

How much destruction would an angry dragon unleash if it went on a rampage inside a city? No one dared to bet, the guards grew anxious, about to implement a capture, but at this moment, one after another, massive figures emerged from the teleportation gate.

"Roar!"

"Howl——"

"Gah!"

Strange and rare beasts burst through the teleportation gate, unleashing excited calls towards the vast sky, and none of them were without human companions.

Roger couldn’t help but whistle and recite the names of those powerful creatures like a well-treasured list:

"Thunder Wolf Dragon, Strange Dragon, Big Strange Bird, Lune Bear, Big Lobster, Kabu Beast, Blazing Roar Tiger..."

They were all, without exception, mighty creatures that adventurers had managed to ’capture’ only after countless attempts and investments of time after the appearance of Sain Dungeon. Each of them was built up by true gold and boundless human and material resources.

Not only were they scarce in number, but their trainers were also outstanding among the Beast Tamer profession, each full of represented value!

Long ago, a small number of beast tamers had gathered in Sain Dungeon under Roger’s direction, aiming to capture creatures as partners using ordinary Red and White Elf Balls was extremely difficult, which had kept them from publicly promoting. What appeared here now was the sum of the beast tamers’ achievements.

Although only a little had been achieved over a few months, the remarkable visuals when rare beasts appeared in unison was intensely stirring!

As the Blazing Roar Tiger burst out, it roared loudly. The sheer intimidation in its roar made the nearby adventurers and guards retreat en masse!

The Strange Dragon’s neck swung flexibly like a swimming snake through the air, its lips almost touching a guard’s body, leaving the guards looking either shocked or disgusted and turning green-faced!

When Big Lobster appeared, those who were tense weren’t the guards but the adventurers familiar with this creature. People scurried to hide behind it, avoiding the front.

As these unexpected rare beasts appeared, the situation at the scene grew more chaotic, the already fragile defense line that the guards maintained barely was shattered, instantly leaving the adventurers substantial space to maneuver.

The Two-legged Flying Dragon under Lanle’s seat quivered intensely, suddenly becoming unusually restless. From the whimpering sound in its throat...was it actually afraid!?

Afraid of what, the Female Fire Dragon or the Thunder Wolf Dragon?

The Blazing Roar Tiger among the crowd glared at the Flying Dragon, causing the Flying Dragon to emit a frightful scream, nearly throwing Lanle from its back, luckily the bodyguards next to him pinned the Two-legged Flying Dragon down firmly!

Even so, Lanle looked abashed, his Guisye Headband tilted askew.

"What is all this...."

Though he knew these guys were adventurers immersed in Sain Dungeon for days, skills surely hidden in each, but he hadn’t expected it to be this over-the-top!

He uncharacteristically showed a completely befuddled expression, sensing the situation was vaguely getting out of control.

Little knowing what he would face next was perhaps the greatest challenge in his life thus far.