Who designed this underworld dungeon?

[This chapter has been modified]

When people think of monsters entering the city, what do they think of?

Blood and fire, wails and screams, dead souls and demons

But everyone in Bede City’s only thought at the moment is——

majesty.

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The Storm Dragon walked impartially on the road to the inner wall, its dragon-hunting armor standing proudly, and Thunder and Storm sang their praises, as if the ancient king was returning to the world.

In such a scene, let alone fighting, even if they were worshiping, they felt it was blasphemous.

Stellan's mouth was dry. She now urgently wanted to know what the relationship between the Storm Dragon and the Dragon Hunter Armor was with the eldest son of the Sun. Why did the former mortal enemies fight side by side?

Continuous lightning strikes killed every mercenary. Even Gelka and Simon could not escape. The moment they were struck by lightning, their bodies could no longer move.

This is like - divine punishment!

The mercenaries tried their best to resist but to no avail, watching in despair as the lightning struck them.

The thunder soon died down. Whether it was the mercenaries of the Light Eagles or the guards of the Bede family, all those who dared to offend the underground city were executed.

But there were no casualties among the innocent adventurers!

This is somewhat inaccurate, because there are always people who are hit by falling rocks, blown away by storms, and stunned by fright, but death does not come to them.

The surviving people stared at the storm dragon, and the scene was silent for a while.

People opened their mouths but no sound came out. They looked at each other, and some bold people did something amazing - they followed!

These people want to see what the monster wants to do?

Could it be that it was to kill the last offender, Earl Philip?

Yes, all the Light Eagles were killed, let alone the count.

A magical scene was born.

The masters of storms and thunder walk impartially on the right path, and behind them are followers as small as insects.

The only thing that echoed in the world was the sound of the strong wind.

At this moment, an unexpected character appears.

"Holy Vulcan, what happened here?"

The flame monk in red looked blankly at Bede City. Behind him were more than a dozen Vulcan believers.

Everyone finally trekked a long way to Bede City. They originally believed in the rumors that Vulcan was in Thane Dungeon and became a Sun Warrior, but they found that the place was in a mess, and

"Oh my god!" He saw the storm dragon and dragon hunting armor, and his whole body trembled with fear. "Why did the monster enter the city!"

People stared at him, hinting him not to say unnecessary words!

"What is going on? Can anyone tell me? Sir, could you please explain?"

Someone was extremely annoyed by the Flame Monk and roughly told what happened.

The Flame Brother fell into a long silence after listening.

Just when people thought he would leave, he knelt down in front of the storm dragon and shouted:

"This is a punishment from the God of Fire! It is a divine punishment from God Gwen!"

What God Gwen?

The adventurers were confused by these remarks. They knew the image of the bonfire, but they did not know that the Spark Church had unilaterally turned Gwen into their god.

"The culprit behind all this is the greedy Earl Bede!" Flame Friar shouted with emotion.

"His behavior offended the underground city and angered Lord Vulcan's will. God sent His messenger to vent his anger and punish the sinners!"

In his eyes, both the dragon hunting armor and the storm dragon were full of strong divinity.

There is no doubt that these two powerful creatures are inextricably linked to the God of Fire, and there is no possibility of admitting their mistakes.

Some people couldn't help but ask: "What did the count do, and why did he offend Thane Dungeon?"

"It's the Vulcan!" The Flame Monk glared at him and said, "Count Bede restricted you and restricted the believers of future gods from entering the underground city for pilgrimage. Isn't this blasphemy or something?"

People felt that the old guy was a little confused, but they still asked: "According to what you said, this dragon and armor are still here to help us?"

"Did you see them hurt any of you?" Flame Brother asked.

Really not

The only people who died were the guards of the noble family and the Light Eagle Regiment. The adventurer was indeed not dead.

The flame monk said in inflammatory words: "Isn't this no problem? This shows that the God of Fire protects the innocent. The initial flame shines on everyone equally. You can still stand here alive. Just It shows God’s mercy!”

Before anyone had time to speak, the Flame Monk then shouted:

"Come on, let's go together to witness the end of Earl Greedy. Don't be afraid. Come on, God's messenger will not harm you."

Originally, people followed the Storm Dragon to watch the excitement.

Under his words, the people following him turned into a pilgrimage procession, as if everyone really believed that there was such a fire god coming to punish Earl Philip.

How weird.

Even though people felt that there were many things wrong with it, they still followed it for the time being.

The inner city wall, a forty to fifty meter strong city, is a miracle created by the ancestors of the Bede family.

However, today, this miracle disappeared silently in the face of the storm.

In the lord's mansion, everyone looked ashen as they looked at the approaching storm.

Earl Philip had already known everything through the message from the magician from the outside world, and the magician was then struck to charcoal by lightning.

He could only stay in the mansion, listening to the approaching footsteps of the storm dragon, counting his own end one by one.

Why did things turn out like this?

He didn't understand it. His original intention was to mine more blood, offer them to the king, and let himself live a better life.

Why did he die in the end?

He had already sent Sally and others away, and stayed alone in the mansion.

However, the only building that sheltered him was also destroyed by the storm.

The fragile mortal raised his head and looked at the great creature.

The dragon hunter armor lowered his head. This was not the mercy of the gods to people, but a judgment.

The dragon hunter axe was raised high, and the flame monk shouted: "Use divine punishment on the blasphemous nobles!"

At this moment-

"Pikachu, use 100,000 volts!"

A lightning bolt struck the dragon hunter armor, leaving no scratch.

The Dragon Hunter Armor hadn't responded yet, but the Fire Monk was furious.

"Who is it!"

At this moment, an unexpected person stood in front of Count Philip, and Pikachu jumped into his arms, grinning at the Dragon Hunter Armor.

It was Wilder, the Wilder who was considered unpromising by everyone.

Seeing his second son standing in front of him, Count Philip was stunned. He thought of who would come to save him, but he never thought it would be Wilder.

"You——"

"Father, please rest assured, I will definitely protect you!" Wilder hugged Pikachu and looked at the majestic Dragon Hunter Armor in front of him, with no fear on his face.

However, his legs were shaking so much that he was about to wet his pants.

"Pikachu, Pikachu," he said tremblingly, "or you can run quickly, I can do it myself."

"Pika." Pikachu was so scared that he couldn't speak.

A storm flashed by, and a man and a Pokémon were blown away screaming, and disappeared without a trace.

Count Philip stared blankly at the direction where they disappeared, without feeling the slightest bit of worry in his heart.

At this moment, what he was thinking in his heart was:

I want blood therapy, blood therapy, I can't bear it anymore, ah, blood therapy.

When the spirit was stimulated, his previously suppressed strange state could no longer be suppressed.

Bloodshot appeared in his eyes, and strands of black mane drilled out of his skin. He seemed to be undergoing some kind of mutation.

The desire for blood distorted his face and made a bold move - he rushed towards the storm dragon!

He was thirsty for blood.

However, when the lightning fell, nothing would be left.

"Boom boom -"

In September of the new calendar year 2174, the underground city of Sean went berserk, Count Philip of Bed and a group of Light Eagle mercenaries were killed, and the city of Bed was broken, but there were no additional casualties.

The figure that brought the storm and thunder was spread all over the continent. People's eyes were attracted by the underground city of Sean, and they also noticed the wonderful props and bonfires it produced.

Attracted by novel items, bold people will not pursue the rampage of Sean. History records that the same dungeon will not be rampaged twice in a short period of time. It is still crowded and even more prosperous.

Because the storm dragon has never killed adventurers, the crowd even began to spread such a saying:

Sean Dungeon is a dungeon that welcomes adventurers.

In October of the same year, the new heir of the Bed family took office.

His name is Charon.