Who designed this underworld dungeon?

[Explosive Scale Dragon]

[Psychic power required per unit:? ]

[Comprehensive combat power: C++]

Dragon, a beautiful and powerful creature.

Everything about it is perfect, mysterious, cold, like a tyrant, the dragon flames burn everything, and the bonfire shows that the immortal ancient dragon once ruled the world.

Roger couldn't help but think of his childhood.

That year, he read a fairy tale with his childhood sweetheart. The book told about a dragon kidnapping a princess, and the brave man rescued the princess at the request of the king.

The story was very old-fashioned, and the only thing that impressed him was that the names of the characters in it were long and difficult to pronounce, but there was a wonderful and magical rhythm when they were read out.

After reading the story, his childhood sweetheart blushed and asked him: "If I was kidnapped by a dragon, would you come to save me?"

Roger only remembered that his answer at the time was "I will!", but it seemed that he was thinking something different in his heart. What was he thinking? He couldn't remember.

The explosions brought by the Explosion Scale Dragon were large and dense. He was forced to use Flash continuously, and his magic power reserves dropped rapidly, showing signs of fatigue.

Logically, he should release the female fire dragon to fight with it at this time, but forget it. They can't beat it together. Even if all the members of the exploration team are here, it's hard to say who will win.

The workers had died long ago, and there was only one person and one dragon left at the scene.

When Flash finally made a mistake and his body could not move, the Explosion Scale Dragon roared and swooped down like a cannonball.

Roger did not dodge or avoid, but opened his arms calmly, as if he wanted to hug the Explosion Scale Dragon. It would be too cool to die in the hands of the dragon.

Oh, I remember, what I thought at that time was-

If you are really kidnapped by the dragon, then I will definitely set out to rescue the dragon you have charmed, and become a partner with it to go on adventures together!

Really, why was my EQ so low at that time.

Roger's consciousness fell into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the resurrection house as expected.

"Why is it so messy?"

When he sat up, holding his head with a splitting headache, he heard a lot of noise in the resurrection house, no matter who was shouting.

What's going on, so noisy?

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are ten more back here!" the nun shouted.

"I can't save them all, I really can't save them all, I don't have enough magic power!" The old pastor made a weak voice.

"Why did so many people die today!" The staff of the resurrection house shouted together.

"Sir," Roger turned his head and found a nun with a sweaty face saying to him: "Since you are awake, please come down quickly. There are so many dead today, and there are not enough beds."

"Oh oh."

He quickly got off the bed and watched the nun move a body full of rock fragments to the bed, and then turned around to move other bodies, but just after moving one away, the teleportation crystal sent back a bunch of bodies, and it was too late even if magic was used to move them.

Everyone was so busy that they had to temporarily move the bodies that they had not dealt with in time outside. The resurrection house could not accommodate them!

People passing by gathered here to watch the excitement and discussed enthusiastically why so many people died today.

Since the change in the Sion dungeon, the resurrection house has been very busy and the number of deaths has increased dramatically, but today there are particularly many people who died, and they all died at the same time, which naturally caused the morning rush hour-like congestion.

The priests and nuns thought they were used to high-intensity work, but they didn't expect that now is the real "high intensity"!

Roger rubbed his eyebrows, and when the headache eased a little, he suddenly realized that all these dead people were actually workers of the Bede family!

Some of them were beaten to death by the huge force, some were pierced with rocks, some were blown up, and some were burned to charcoal.

The way they died could match that of Rock Snake and Explosive Dragon.

Roger realized it.

It seems that the workers went to mine as usual, but they encountered new monsters in the dungeon and were collectively sent away.

Although it was immoral, he felt happy about the misfortune.

No, he couldn't laugh. These workers were innocent. Hehe, Count Philip was going to be in big trouble.

As if to make up for his own merits, he also joined the ranks of helpers and became a volunteer.

The culprit was the nobles. The workers were just trying to make a living. It would be good for them to let these workers revive and rest quickly.

Soon, the news that new monsters appeared in the Sein dungeon, causing a large number of deaths of workers, spread like wildfire and quickly reached the ears of the adventurers who were still queuing at the portal.

Everyone's reaction was surprisingly consistent: Good! Good! Good!

It was really satisfying. Nothing could make people happier than seeing the annoying lord lose all his money!

When the public opinion spread throughout the city, there was even a small number of workers queuing to enter the dungeon. These hundreds of workers had not yet entered.

After hearing that everyone in front of them had died and that everyone who went in would die, the rest of the people were too scared to go in again. No matter how the guards threatened them, only a very small number of people dared to go in.

These people soon met in the resurrection house.

"I quit. How could anyone want to do a job that means death!"

"I just died the day before yesterday, and I was forced to come here again today. If I die again, I will get sick."

"Damn it, I have to go in. My family still owes money,"

Chaos, the guards could not control the chaos near the dungeon portal.

No matter how much they threatened or lured, no one was willing to do something that would kill them. Even if they could be resurrected, they would have to bear the sequelae themselves.

The workers' wages were a very low basic salary plus the amount of mining. If they died after entering the dungeon and did not get any minerals, it would be a big loss!

The Light Eagle Group members present, the captain who had discovered Roger earlier sneered at this moment and said, "A bunch of rabble."

The guards dared to be angry but did not speak out. Everyone had heard of the reputation of the Light Eagle Group. Not only had they made contributions in wars between countries many times, but the leaders were all strong. It was said that their leader had hunted a monster that only gold-level adventurers were qualified to challenge alone a few days ago. Many captains also got the name of "Beast Slayer".

The more chaotic the scene was, the more excited the adventurers were. Someone asked timidly, "All the workers died. Will we also die after we go in?"

"What if we die? It's worth it to see a powerful monster!"

"Yeah, I only dare to challenge monsters stronger than me in the dungeon. If I die on the surface, I won't have the money to revive."

An adventurer challenged, "Hey, guards over there, do you dare to go in and kill monsters to defend the dignity of your lord? Hahahaha."

"They are just a bunch of cowards. How dare you compare with our brave adventurers?"

The guards clenched their fists, and the leader of the guards asked the captain of the Light Eagle Team:

"Mr. Gelka, please help us. The situation is out of control."

Gelka glanced at him and said nothing. Just a look made the guard leader tremble with his knees as if he was carrying a huge mountain.

"For the sake of your lord,"

Finally, Gelka took a step forward, raised his arm, and pressed his palm down.

"Shut up."

It was just a casual remark, but.

The scene became eerily silent, like a silent pantomime.