Who designed this underworld dungeon?.

Chapter 705 One Hundred Ways for Sain to Die.
"Dude, what are you writing? Wow, 'One Hundred Ways to Die in the Sien Dungeon'? Will you make a fortune writing this?"

"Don't worry, people will definitely watch this kind of bizarre subject matter."

"No, what I mean is, a hundred ways to die is too few. I could easily list a whole bunch for you."

"for example?"

"For example, drowning in a swamp, falling off a cliff while unleashing a combat technique, getting stabbed in the kidney by a monster in the corner, or misjudging the height of the cliff and falling to your death!"

"Okay, then I'll change it to 'One Million Ways to Die in the Sien Dungeon'."

"That's pretty much it."

"hiss"

Leon shuddered and opened his eyes abruptly, finding himself lying on the cold ground, with the sounds of fighting coming from Hyde Castle nearby.

"It feels like I'm dreaming about that boring conversation I overheard in a tavern before."

The first thing he did when he woke up was to gasp and quickly touch his face.

He was finally relieved to find it intact.

The feeling of him falling to the ground was as painful as a fly being swatted to death. The only difference between him and the fly was that he deliberately crashed into the swatter.

"This shouldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening."

He sat up, leaning on a nearby rock. The lingering pain was still affecting his nerves, but what bothered him most now was not the pain of death that inevitably remained after each death.

But -

"According to past practice, after witnessing such a spectacular scene in the Sien Dungeon, I should be eager to go to the new area to experience it."

He was now convinced that the Eternal City of Noklonn he had just seen was a new area introduced by the C'Thun dungeons, and that the city under the night sky beneath the earth was definitely worth exploring.

But here's the thing.

Why did I fall to my death?

This is not in line with the usual practices of the Sien Dungeon!
The sudden and painful landing caused Leon to unleash a much higher level of mental power than usual.

How should I put it? It felt like the abrupt halt just as I was about to reach my climax, and it was incredibly uncomfortable.

"No, let's try again. I'm sure I can get to the bottom safely this time."

When he arrived at the giant pit again, Japal and the others were already waiting. When he arrived, Drew took out the plan they had prepared during this time.

"I observed my surroundings as I fell. In fact, there were landing platforms that could temporarily buffer the descent from the beginning of the pit to the bottom. Gravity magic doesn't activate all the time. As long as we can find the right spot, we can reach the bottom smoothly and without any problems."

In layman's terms, it means expending human lives to test and make mistakes.

Leon's lips twitched. He felt that this matter needed to be handled by the Skyward Strategy Team, who were willing to take on any challenge.

If only we had a magical tool that would allow us to contact them right now.

"Stop being stubborn, Leon. Look how resistant I was just now, but I've accepted it now, haven't I?" Japar patted him hard on the back with a kind smile.

Ever since he discovered that the bottom of the giant pit was neither the Valley Forest nor the Mad Fire Old Man, his expression visibly brightened.

The scene right now is all too real.

Okay, I'll jump.

Leon gritted his teeth and embarked on a path of no return with his strategy team.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

The ripe tomatoes fell to the ground and splattered into a large, bright red blob of tomato sauce.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Ugh, vomit, vomit—"

Leon knelt on the ground and vomited violently, a pained yet pleasurable smile on his face.

What hurts is that I feel like I've died several times from falling, and I feel like I'm about to be forcibly deported from the Sien Dungeon.

The happy thing, of course, is that he has now successfully reached the bottom of the giant pit!

He was in pain and laughing at the same time, making his expression look like he was being punched by a raging fire.

But is it really worth paying such a high price?
His surroundings were covered with bloodstains of various colors that had splattered from the fall of the group. Scattered limbs would disappear, but the bloodstains would remain, making the scene incredibly gruesome.

No, I can't watch any more, or I won't be able to handle it mentally.

Leon sat down to rest, finally having time to take in his surroundings. He was now in ruins, clearly part of the Eternal City of Noklon that he had seen before. There were paths leading down from the ruins, but the height was so great that even a witcher wouldn't die from the fall—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

"If we go through these places, we should be able to get to that city, right?"

A flame of curiosity ignited in Leon's eyes. Humans are naturally interested in the unknown, and exploring the unknown is exactly what they, as pioneers of the strategy team, should do!
A short while later, Japar and the others also landed successfully. Except for him, everyone else looked like they were about to die from overwork. After resting for a while, they set off on their journey.

Even the usually energetic Maru hung listlessly on Leon's back, muttering to herself:

"I really want to see the view down here, but after falling to my death so many times, I don't want to anymore, sob sob."

Just then, a whooshing sound came from the side.

Maru, who had just looked dejected, suddenly raised her hand and grabbed what had attacked them—an arrow burning with flames.

The arrow's flame was blue, conveying a unique, chilling sensation; it was definitely not an ordinary flame.

"Is this the welcoming ceremony?"

With a whooshing sound, one after another, white, zombie-like monsters stood up, some wielding bows and arrows, some carrying large shields, and some holding long spears, all attacking the group in unison.

There are quite a few monsters, and the team has a main tank, archers, and damage dealers, making for a fairly well-balanced composition.

If it were a strategy team from the past, they might have had a long time to fight this situation, but things are different now.

"Thump!" Leon kicked the shield open with a force that the undead could not resist, snatched the spear that was thrust at him, snapped it in half with a "crack", and pierced the heads of two undead with lightning speed. After seeing that the undead were still moving, he spent a little time to finish them off with a sword.

After he finished, he clapped his hands. By this time, the rest of the undead had already been cleared out by Marudrutel and the others, so the Sword Saint didn't need to lift a finger.

Even with dynamic balancing reinforcements, zombies are still zombies. Unless every one of them is a zombie swordsman, they cannot pose any threat to the current strategy team.

Japar watched their movements and nodded to himself.

He could see that Leon and his group had improved their strength very quickly, to a level that was unimaginable to people in the past.

Even a young Japal didn't progress at this rate if they didn't hit a plateau and continued to grow at this pace.
In a few years, won't the entire strategy team be full of "XX Saints"?

This phenomenon isn't limited to the strategy guide group; everyone who spends a lot of time in the Sien dungeon experiences it, though progress is relatively slower.

"It's simply unimaginable what the future holds."

Japar muttered something to himself, then gesturing for the people to continue.

The group made their way through the ruins, taking down the zombies that attacked them along the way; their exploration went quite smoothly.

Finally, a door that seemed to lead them out of the ruins appeared before them. Their intuition, honed through years of exploration, told them that pushing open that door would lead them to the Eternal City they had previously seen in their illusions.

The only problem is that there is a large open space in front of this door.

The gate was tightly closed, the space was empty, and there was nothing around.

So what happens next is pretty self-evident, isn't it?

Leon jumped down and cautiously surveyed his surroundings. If an elite monster were to appear next, it shouldn't be too strong, since they hadn't found a single campfire yet.

"Boss, there's a lump of silver slime over there!"

Slime?
Leon had never seen a slime in the Sien Dungeon before; the only one that looked somewhat similar was Ditto. So he couldn't help but feel curious and looked along the line of defense that Maru was pointing at.

A large blob of silver "slime" slowly emerged from the ruins, its wobbly texture suggesting it would feel quite nice to hold.

Slimes are always among the weakest monsters, unless you fall into a trap filled with slimes that obstruct your senses.

There's certainly no such thing as a perverse hobby right now, but when Leon's eyes fell on those slimes, he couldn't help but gasp.

“Maru, this is not a slime.”

He drew his sword with a backhand motion, about to charge forward with a swift slash, but then noticed something out of the corner of his eye and quickly looked around.

More silver "slimes" emerged from the cracks in the ruins; there were as many as five!

That corresponds exactly to their number.

"No way?"

Maru finally remembered what the thing in front of her was, and like Maru, she gasped and said:
"These things are all... [Bio-like Teardrops]!?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the artificial teardrops that surrounded them suddenly emitted smoke.

The shapes of the teardrop-like figures rapidly distorted within the smoke!
"Isn't this welcome ceremony a bit too enthusiastic!"

(End of this chapter)