Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1518 - 929: Gathering of Heroes (Part 2)

A few months ago, Japar’s level had already surpassed the two hundred mark, so now, where has his power advanced to?Standing before him, people had the feeling as if two people were appearing in front of them.

One was Japar as the Sword Saint, and the other was Japar as the Great Mage, both bringing a sense that their powers were evenly matched.

"Congratulations on having your wish fulfilled, teacher," Leon immediately expressed his congratulations.

Japar humbly waved his hand, then sighed towards the sky with his hands behind his back.

"Although my magic attainment has increased, the progress in swordsmanship is even greater, alas...."

Is this false humility actually a boastful statement?

At this moment, everyone stopped responding, and soon after, Fingerley finally broke through the encirclement with Elo and others.

"Looks like we’re finally going to start the strategy meeting. Leon, would you like to join us?" Japar extended the invitation to his disciple.

"I..." Leon thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I’ll pass for now. Tell me all about it when you return."

After all, it was a strategic meeting aimed at defeating the White Dragon Heath, so there was no point in tagging along to create a fuss.

He still had things to attend to here, and since the teacher would be staying in Hepa Town for a while, it’d be better to visit when he was free.

Besides, clinging to the teacher upon meeting him would make Leon, a famously popular adventurer, appear like a child who can’t leave the elder.

For his own reputation’s sake, he must showcase some maturity now!

With these thoughts, Leon and others waved goodbye to Japar.

But right at that moment, Maru suddenly said, "Wait, boss, we still need to get the disc from Fingerley!"

Leon was taken aback, his face showing embarrassment.

Soon afterward, in the luxurious hotel at the Academy Gate Town, everyone gathered together.

Leon ended up coming along, unable to hide the awkwardness on his face.

The people present were all famous figures in their respective fields, and gathering them all felt quite unreal.

Represented by Turci were three magic professors, represented by Elo were three Dragon Clan leaders, represented by Fingerley was the Dark Moon Sword, and represented by themselves was Sword Saint Japar.

This adventurer team consisting of these eight people, and placing them in the Dungeon would be considered a massive power surge, who would have thought so many prominent figures would squeeze into a single team before?

"Welcome everyone, finally glad to have you all here," Fingerley’s tone revealed a sense of relief, yet his eyes flickered with a desire for a great battle.

The waiting time, in fact, wasn’t too long; from leaving the Duke’s Library, it had been less than a week when Hades just came out of Sain Dungeon yesterday.

Considering the number of affairs Elo and the others had to handle daily within the clan, for them to spare time to fly over to help engage in battle, it was very much appreciated.

"I’ve heard about the White Dragon Heath, and I’m very interested in him," Elo said with chin resting, "So what tactics? Have you come up with tactics?"

"We’re more interested in hearing the opinions of the dragons," Vienma said at that moment, "If it were you, what actions would you take?"

"Us?"

Hidor shrugged, his coarse voice said, "Once we three enter the cavern we’ll immediately grow big and tall to squeeze that White Dragon until he can’t move and then bite him dead!"

"...."

This simple and brutal idea left Vienma silent.

But upon thinking again, maybe it’s not without merit.

If able to restrict White Dragon Heath’s movements, then how to deal with him afterwards would be up to their side, applying all prepared methods to see which works best.

To counter White Dragon Heath’s regeneration ability that almost rivaled immortality, the magic professors had thought of many ways recently, even acquiring a Silver Shield with the Topps Force Field.

Yet, if really going with Hidor’s idea, it seems in the end, even if all three leaders were inflated they might not manage to bite White Dragon Heath to death.

Nadi shook her head, indicating she had no ideas because she had already lost to White Dragon Heath once, thinking of fighting a second round she would perhaps eat more sugar oil mixture to get herself in better condition.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Elo was toying with a red butterfly that appeared in his hands unknowingly.

But wait, that thing didn’t look like a butterfly; more like an insect resembling a swan, emitting a crimson glow, appearing rather seductive.

Is that his pet?

Suddenly Elo opened his mouth wide, sucking the insect into his belly, then turned to say to the crowd, "As for me, I’ll fight him head-on fair and square."

"That’s just like you," Hidor teased, "Think all the recent training paid off?"

"Of course."

Elo recalled his training over the days, his body feeling phantom pain.

Up until now, Sain Dungeon remained the best training ground for both Two-legged and Four-legged Dragons, and within the dungeon, there was only one best training ground.

The inside of Dragon Mother Gui Ao’er’s body.

Without knowing the principle behind it, upon being swallowed by Gui Ao’er, one would randomly see various dragons they hadn’t seen before.

For giant dragons in the Warrior Country, fighting those diversely formed, skillful dragons was a perfect way to gain practical experience, not to mention each fight genuinely improved their power.

Over time, Gui Ao’er’s belly had become a must-visit place for dragons in their lifetime.

Elo had been training inside almost daily without missing, fighting various giant dragons, even learning their battling methods, subtly altering his physique.

His power has increased, progressing even without using bonfire upgrades.

Therefore, he’s looking for opponents who can fully unleash his power and have a proper fight, White Dragon Heath was a suitable choice.

Hidor’s power compared to before had also increased, though still unable to catch up to Elo’s progress, existing in an awkward spot between insufficient and surplus.

Turci turned her gaze towards Japar, wanting to hear what high opinions he had.

"I’ll cut off his head as fast as possible," Japar said coolly with his sword in hand.

"If he still lives after decapitation, then there’s nothing I can do."

What a pragmatic idea.

"We’ve prepared many countering spells, but none are verified yet, their effects on White Dragon Heath unknown, so by then we’ll need everyone to cover us," Turci said.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hades hadn’t spoken a word, still in a state of meditation, resembling a sleepwalker.

Unclear what he underwent in Sain Dungeon, since coming out he’s been maintaining this manner, leaving everyone guessing his path.

After a round of discussion, they finally all agreed, to go meet White Dragon Heath and test the waters before creating precise strategies.

Everyone gets to act freely in the first round, then develop specific tactics post-fight.

But at that moment, the previously silent Hades suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice:

"We’ve entirely got it wrong, there’s no chance of victory confronting White Dragon Heath at Duke’s Library."

"What?"