Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

In the diseased village, murky air surged upwards, constantly emitting howls resembling those of a female demon.

If one is timid, one probably wouldn't even have the courage to take a step.

"clang!"

Joel, who was at the front of the group, reacted quickly, raising his Serpent Scimitar to block the poisoned dart that came from the shadows.

After exploring the dangerous dungeons of [Tefal] and [Dorn], Joel's strength has improved considerably, and his equipment has been significantly upgraded.

"Front left."

Joel quickly reported the direction from which the attack was coming.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lia had already drawn her bowstring.

"call out!"

With a single shot, the blowgunner, who was lying on the damp wall and almost completely blending into his surroundings, was shot in the head.

The biggest advantage of archers over mages is that they can attack faster and consume less resources, making them very suitable for exploration that takes one step at a time.

"What a pity, we can't even get the soul this way."

Looking at the blowgun guy who had fallen into the abyss, Elisa said with a hint of regret.

"It's good enough that we haven't lost any members," Joel said casually, slashing a giant, twisted, blood-sucking mosquito that charged at him.

"Do you know how valuable the items sold by that merchant named Patch are now?" Alyssa rolled her eyes. "Now, many teams are exploring this dungeon with the idea of ​​being spies. As long as they can collect more souls along the way, find that merchant, buy a bunch of items, and then resell them for a lot of money, it's a risk-free and highly profitable business."

Since the news of the Gluttonous Dragon's appearance spread in Leman City, most adventurers initially came with the intention of "slaying the dragon."

However, this perception changed as more and more adventurers encountered Patchi and used the souls dropped by monsters in the [Taifa Dungeon] to buy many useful items from him.

There's no way around it, these items are just so useful! Even if we sell them to other teams that need them at the lowest market price, we can still make a fortune!

Even if we can't defeat the Gluttonous Dragon, it doesn't matter, as long as one person can use the [Return Bone Fragment] to teleport out of the dungeon with the purchased items.

That is why adventurers flock to explore the [Taifa Dungeon].

Rogue has recently been considering adding a soul drop system to the Dorne dungeons. Previously, he was limited by not having enough negative emotional energy, but now he doesn't have to be stingy with it.

Ahem, we've gotten a bit off-topic. Let's get back to the group exploring the diseased village step by step.

Along the way, the group had killed many twisted and mutated residents of the diseased village, as well as those fire-breathing dogs that spewed flames, and naturally accumulated a lot of souls.

"What kind of person is Patch?" Leah asked curiously.

"Insidious and cunning, a complete swindler!"

Elisa blurted it out almost without thinking. She hadn't forgotten how, because her staff was damaged, she had to borrow the [Meteor Staff (Imitation)] from Patchino to fight the Gluttonous Dragon.

Not just Elisa, but strictly speaking, all four members of [Ember] owe Patch a favor.

"But the stuff that guy sells is pretty good," Joel shrugged. "And it seems like he knows a lot about this dungeon; he even told us about that gluttonous dragon."

"My 'Tears of Farewell' miracle was obtained from Mr. Patch!" Grace raised her little hand and applied 'Tears of Farewell' to everyone.

"Now that you mention it, I'm starting to think about meeting that merchant." Lia blinked, thinking that maybe she could buy some useful equipment and items from him.

The eldest, Horn, coughed lightly: "It's best to focus on the present for now. The people of [Lingfeng] have suffered so many losses in this dungeon, we need to be extra careful too."

Although [Rinfeng] doesn't have a great reputation among adventurers, her strength is undeniable. She is very similar to [SilverAsh], both being Silver-ranked.

Like the Rogue we encountered at the dungeon entrance, who was a high-level berserker.

After Horn said that, everyone became serious and began to focus on their exploration.

As time went by, the group soon left the crumbling top of the diseased village and successfully arrived at the middle section of the village.

This is the residential area of ​​Blighttown, so naturally, it has the highest number of monsters.

Almost every step they took, they encountered several sick villagers wielding snow-covered sticks.

While the inhabitants of this diseased village may not pose a significant threat, their insult and impact are extremely strong, especially for a swordsman like Joel who needs to engage in close combat.

After all, nobody wants to fight a monster covered in filth; you don't even know if what's splattered on you is blood or snow...

This is when the Knight of the Lost Land comes into play; spirits aren't afraid of such things.

"Ring ring..."

Grace shook the [Summoning Bell], and a cold wind swept around the Lost Knight who drew his twin swords. With a leaping slash, he plunged into the crowd of Sicks Village residents and began to slaughter them.

"Ahem..." Seeing that someone had taken over his shift, Joel coughed awkwardly and looked at Grace: "Could you please take a shower for me...?"

After the previous battle, Joel was covered in the blood of the villagers of Sicksville, and even some filth.

That's why the others stood far away from him.

"Mmm." Grace immediately conjured a ball of water and threw it at Joel, washing away the blood and filth clinging to his armor.

Although the sticky feeling after getting wet is not pleasant, it's still better than being covered in snow.

"Where did you encounter that merchant?" With the Lost Knights killing everything in front of her, Leah relaxed a little and continued to ask.

"Further down, at the very bottom of the disease village, lies a highly poisonous swamp. We encountered that guy in a house with a campfire on the edge of the swamp."

Elisa brandished her staff and symbolically fired an "Olympiad Missile," blasting a fire-breathing dog to pieces.

But when the missile exploded and the azure light briefly illuminated the surroundings, several figures dressed in black armor, wearing skull masks, and with red eyes appeared before everyone like ghosts.

"!!!"

The quick-thinking crowd immediately raised their weapons to stand guard.

Rivera looked surprised; even with her most acute senses, she had only just noticed these guys approaching.

A figure in black armor—no, it should be said that a Soul-Sucking Demon wielding a jet-black greatsword—silently charged towards the crowd.

Its speed far surpasses that of the slow-moving residents of the sick village!

Especially the two strongest, River and Galahad, could sense a deadly threat from these Dementors!