Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 308 - 237 Sain Gives Out Benefits Again

Chapter 308: Chapter 237 Sain Gives Out Benefits AgainThe news of the explosion on the second floor quickly spread to the first floor.

When the adventurers who were camping at the Crystal Elder’s resurrection point heard about it, they had already defeated the Crystal Elder once again.

That’s right, the efficiency is just that high!

As the organizer, Luluwo discovered something in these two battles that made her unsure whether to be happy or sad, because she realized that the Crystal Elder seemed to have become their "prisoner."

This didn’t mean they actually captured the Crystal Elder, but rather that they had mastered the strategy or, in other words, the tactics.

According to the traditional approach (the strategy used against Sain), taking on this battle with an adventurer team of no more than ten people, the Crystal Elder, who excels at running away, changing locations, and long-range attacks, undoubtedly represents a nightmare.

But with new zones come new strategies. When the number of people increases, especially when the sustain of the Bubble Shield keeps up and with Luluwo’s improved command from the experience gained in the previous battle, something magical happened.

The time taken for the second battle was half that of the first!

Although the coordination among the adventurers was still chaotic and hectic, everyone had learned the details from the previous battle’s returnees, so naturally their minds came up with countermeasures. They didn’t panic as much when attacked and could follow commands.

The Crystal Elder’s two biggest killer moves: the laser insect was countered by the Bubble Shield, and the Crystal Field couldn’t be deployed until a certain time.

When adventurers were evenly spread out in the field, it suddenly seemed much less vast—no matter where the Crystal Elder teleported, there were adventurers within fifty meters.

What could the adventurers do? Only kill.

Mastering the strategy against the Crystal Elder made Luluwo very happy, but it also brought her sadness.

Because... she had just published a strategy guide a few days ago, describing the Crystal Elder as a rare and formidable enemy, hyping it up so that people would patiently wait for her to re

"There might be restrictions. Sain wouldn’t let you completely master a magic in one day; that’s not the habit we all know here, right?"

"True," Luluwo laughed. "Every time Sain hands out benefits, there are always restrictions, and he’s so stingy, definitely not popular with girls."

Dal shrugged and laughed too.

"But we can’t refuse, can we?"

Luluwo deeply agreed, even if it was just for a day, no, even if it was just for three days to make the stars shine a little brighter once, she was willing to come here. This could save a lot of time.

She even said it forced people who had urgent matters to leave the Dungeon to come and fight the boss.

"I’m suddenly very curious about who your mentor is, and what kind of magic did you learn?" she suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Dal’s face showed a strange expression. Hesitating for a moment, he said, "[Ordinary Attack Magic]."

"What?" Luluwo was stunned.

"Ordinary Attack Magic, that’s what it’s called," he seemed a bit embarrassed to say it, feeling the name was underwhelming, and sighed, "My mentor is Flillian. I don’t know why her magic has such a plain name."

"Pff... Hahahaha—"

Luluwo’s laughter filled the scene.

The Skyrim Strategy Group and the Fran Guard continued to stay in front of the Crystal Elder, planning to fight again to see if they could make the stars brighter again.

Some adventurers left, while others heard the commotion on the second floor and ran up to watch the excitement. It was really just to watch the excitement, without any danger involved.

This was because the Magic Professor Miriam was being chased around by the fully-powered Vienma, jumping here and there. Her usually reliable magic, [Miriam’s Disappearance], was somewhat inadequate in the face of the furious aunt. Fortunately, she was familiar with the terrain and could maneuver around, avoiding being taken out.

As for Vienma, she was really angry, casting a series of enhancement spells on herself like [Berserk], [Ghost Man Frenzy], [Fierce Mad], [High Tier Physique Enhancement], [Flowing Water Vision], etc., relentlessly chasing after Miriam.

No one could interfere in this battle.

As a result, the adventurers who had been killed earlier resurrected and ran to the second floor to watch the excitement with those who had already healed.

When the chase got exciting, especially when Vienma almost caught Miriam or Miriam escaped from a desperate situation, cheers and applause would erupt from the crowd, cheering on the two participants.

Wait, what are we watching, a running competition?

Question marks appeared above Steeran’s head. She couldn’t understand where everyone’s relaxed attitude came from, considering that they had just been blown up by Miriam. How could they be cheering for her now?

Maybe it was because they were used to dying. The stronger the monster, the more everyone liked it. Even the Fran Undead Team, which had killed countless people, had become big stars.

Steeran couldn’t take all the staring and was contemplating pulling Vienma back when she suddenly saw her fellow elves being unpredictable again.

"Hey brother, want to place a bet? Guess which one will win? The odds are currently higher for Miriam."

Merca was holding a tray and asking the adventurers one by one if they wanted to make a small bet on the ongoing match. The tray surprisingly had a pile of copper and silver coins, and many people had placed bets!

A few elves even pulled out snacks and beer from somewhere, selling food right here.

Steeran’s body and pupils were trembling, like a level fifty earthquake. What the hell is going on?

Whose genius idea was it to place bets? And when did you guys buy the snacks and beer? How do you always carry them with you!

She suddenly realized something, covered her face, and used her hair to hide her pointed ears. She decided to dye her hair a different color and maybe get a chest enhancement to look less like an elf.

I’m, I’m already a comic relief character...

That day, she felt exhausted in both body and mind, more so than when she was sliced in half by the Molten Furnace Knight.

As a result, she skipped the next two days of exploring Reyalucaria, holing up in any intact house in the Academy Gate Town.

You ask why she didn’t go out?

The answer is simple, she didn’t want to lose her souls and magic learning progress.

The feeling of wasting time here was no different from outside. When she got hungry, she went to Curry to buy some jerky, helped Andre sweep the floor when bored, and found Rascal for cooked shrimp when craving something.

At night, she could listen to returning adventurers talk about their adventures. Overall, life was quite comfortable.

Living anywhere was the same, after all, adventurers were basically free and unrestrained, even the giants in Attack on Titan weren’t as free as them.

However, on the third day, she heard something interesting from a new batch of adventurers.

An elf named "Curipa" discovered a purple item in the food area — a knife called [Eternal Spirit Sword], which was said to have some mysterious effect.

Curipa? Isn’t that the elf clan gourmet who ran away halfway? That old guy has pretty good luck.

Steeran was thinking this when she suddenly heard someone else say:

"I heard Curipa led his supporters in the food area and fought with the Chef Federation, and now they are going to have a culinary contest!"

What the heck?

A deep confusion once again climbed onto her face.