Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

The five people who were happily platforming in the pit suddenly changed their expressions.

In a place where one wrong step could send you plummeting into the abyss, no one wants to fight a monster that flies through the sky.

After all, while the [Feather Fall] spell is powerful, it loses its effect if attacked or if it encounters a hostile creature along the way.

Damn it.

After cursing under their breath, the two mages chose to strike first—no, they should say, to subdue the insects.

[Magic Missile]!

[Acid Arrow]!

The azure missile and the dark green acid were fired at the two closest Mothers of Aspids.

But under everyone's gaze, Mother Aspido's wings, which seemed unusually small compared to her bulky body, burst forth with astonishing speed and agility.

The two enormous Mothers of Aspid were like tiny hummingbirds, easily dodging the attack that was aimed at them with a single dodge.

"Squeak!!!"

After the loud cries, the abdomens of the five Aspid mothers in the deep pit trembled, and then they gave birth to Aspid babies.

Within just a dozen seconds, more than twenty aspirin embryos were produced.

These worms, no bigger than a palm, had their abdomens almost completely filled with a murky orange-yellow liquid.

This is proof of the dream plague brought about by the radiance of the higher beings—the ancient gods.

After letting out a series of shrill screams, these Aspid larvae, born with a destructive nature, hurtled towards Alyssa and the others who were still on the jumping platform.

A single, icy finger!

A chill emanated from the tip of Dylan's staff, instantly freezing the insects to death.

But some insects always manage to bypass the attack and frantically pounce on the group.

Their sole purpose is to dispel the [Feather Fall] effect on everyone, and to this end, these Aspid larvae are drawn to the flame like moths to a flame, one after another.

The five Mothers of Aspid were like aircraft carriers, leisurely floating in the distance, constantly producing suicide "carrier-based aircraft" that consumed the magic reserves of the two mages.

The swarm is unstoppable!

"We need to find a way to get rid of those big bugs." Galadron held up his large shield and used it to slap down the approaching Aspid larvae one by one, afraid that he might accidentally collapse the platform.

This arduous task naturally fell to the two mages, since only Dylan and Elisa possessed long-range attack capabilities.

2nd Ring Spell - [Burning Ray]!

Dylan struck again, sending three beams straight at the three Mothers of Aspids.

But before the three rays could even get close to their target, the Aspid larvae fearlessly lunged at them, extinguishing the scorching rays with the fluids bursting from their bodies.

Protecting the mother is the instinct of these insects.

"Can't you guys use the spell combo one more time?"

Joel, standing nearby, swung his sword and shattered the Aspid larvae one by one, and couldn't help but make a suggestion.

"Are you out of your mind?" Dylan scoffed. "In this kind of terrain, the wave of fire would engulf us just as easily."

This deep pit greatly restricts the casting of area-of-effect damage spells. This isn't just a game where there's no friendly fire; in reality, if a spell isn't cast correctly, the first to suffer is your teammate.

The five are now in a dilemma. Returning the way they came is impossible, and if they want to continue jumping down, they have to bear the risk of being attacked and causing their [Feather Fall Technique] to become ineffective.

They had no choice but to stay put and hold their ground, but this was not a sustainable solution.

"Dylan," Garaton suddenly spoke up, "You should have included [Snowstorm] in your deck, right?"

Although he didn't know why his captain asked that, Dylan nodded: "We brought it, but in this situation, snow and rain will slow down our movement."

Horn, however, seemed to realize something and looked at Garaton: "Could it be that you want to?"

Galadon simply looked at Dylan and Elisa with a trusting gaze before explaining the next steps of the plan.

……

After listening to Galadon's plan, the two young mages nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, experience counts.

Having an experienced player on the team is like having a treasure.

After a brief preparation, Dylan grabbed a handful of dust from the pit wall and poured some water droplets from his water bag onto his staff.

Then he threw dust into the air while chanting incantations.

Finally, with a wave of his staff, he pointed straight into the air.

3rd Ring Spell - [Snowstorm]!

Freezing rain and hail fell out of nowhere, instantly enveloping the entire pit.

One by one, the Aspid hatchlings were pelted by the hail, and even the Aspid mother, who was originally leisurely giving birth, began to move her body to avoid it, and had to stop producing offspring.

"Now!"

Dylan and Elisa raised their staffs at the same time.

2nd Ring Spell - [Aganathar's Fire Breath]!

2nd Ring Spell - [Wind Spell]!

A wave of flames erupted.

The scorching heat and the freezing cold collided, and finally, white steam enveloped everything.

"Jump!"

Without needing any prompting, the prepared group immediately seized the brief opportunity when all the Aspids' vision was obscured and leaped down.

……

"Although it's a fantasy world, we still can't underestimate these adventurers."

Deep within the dungeon, watching the five people in the pit use the dual nature of ice and fire to create steam and escape, Rogge couldn't help but sigh.

This huge pit and jumping obstacle course he created was originally intended as a death trap for these two teams, but they just jumped over it.

As expected, side-scrolling jumping levels, if not carefully designed and simply copied and filled with monsters, still cannot stump experienced adventurers.

Rogge suffered a rare setback.

Looking at the five people who had successfully descended to the bottom of the pit, Roger curled his lip and said, "Fine, you deserved that amulet."

Rogge wouldn't stoop so low as to hide treasures that rightfully belonged to the other party; that would be too much to bear.

……

"Phew... I've finally gotten rid of those bugs. At least I didn't die from the fall." Joel looked himself over and, finding that he was unharmed, breathed a sigh of relief.

Just before the [Feather Fall Technique] wore off, everyone managed to land safely.

After replenishing their magic and taking some rest, everyone looked around.

At the bottom of the deep pit, white spider silk covered everything, making it look like the lair of some monster.

Yet the mournful music faintly carried on the wind suggests that the inhabitants of this place are perhaps an intelligent race.

Fortunately, after careful exploration, the group did not find any hidden monsters in the nest, but instead discovered a treasure chest covered in spider silk.

After repeatedly confirming that it was not a mimicry, the group finally opened it.

Immediately, a talisman emitting a faint glow fell out.

The amulet is about the size of a palm, with six eyes on it, wrapped with some spider silk, resembling the head of a spider.

The Weaver's Song

It can draw energy from the wearer to generate a Weaver Spawn, which accompanies and protects the lonely wearer.

A silken amulet, imbued with the farewell song left behind by the weavers who left Hallownest to return to their spinning homeland.