Wrong Ground, Spiral Twins

Su Mo looked at the dragon horn and handed it back to Welf. "I don't have much time to sell it, so just help me make a dagger. If you need other materials, just give me a total price including the casting cost."

"Offhand weapon?"

"It's a backup."

Welf nodded. "It will be ready tomorrow."

"Don't be so hasty. I will doubt the quality of fatigue forging."

"I've been really exhausted lately, but don't underestimate a forger's loyalty to forging. If I'm not in good shape, I won't lift the hammer."

Su Mo could directly sense the pride of being a foundry master from his expression and words, and replied, "I made a mistake."

"It's okay! I know you're worried that I'll be too tired."

Chapter 31: The Origin of the Dark Faction

“This is Fels.”

After activating the magic tool according to the 'instructions', Fels' voice was immediately heard from the crystal ball.

No matter what world it is, the same few words are spoken when the phone is connected... Su Mo replied: "Why are you looking for me in such a roundabout way? What's the matter?"

"We need your help."

Su Mo frowned slightly. "If even you can't handle it, how can a low-level adventurer like me help?"

"We have found the entrance to the artificial maze on the eighteenth floor."

Su Mo was a little surprised, but not surprised. If the Guild didn't even have this ability, how could it become the manager of Orario?

"In addition, we have also found the new type of monsters you mentioned, and have confirmed that those monsters were cultivated artificially. In the dungeon, they can be seen on several floors. If nothing unexpected happens, they should have been sent up step by step from the depths."

The voice on the other end was quite serious and full of urgency.

"and then?"

"New monsters with potential abilities of at least Lv.3 are being sent to the surface step by step through the artificial maze. There are no signs of these monsters being sold. Mr. Su Mo, the matter is not as simple as simply selling monsters and heretics. We don't know how many new monsters are already entrenched in the artificial maze, waiting to break out of the ground. If there are a large number of them, then when they break out of the ground and come to the surface, it will definitely be a disaster for Orario."

As an anime fan, Su Mo didn't know if such a plot would really happen. But someone did control them, sweeping across a safe floor, and appeared in the maze city during the monster festival.

"You mean, someone wants to lift the lid on Orario?"

The entire labyrinth city is just a lid. There is no point in conquering Orario without the gods offering prayers and suppressing the dungeon, unless he wants to destroy Orario directly.

"This has always been the goal of the Dark Faction. Once the 'lid' is lifted, the world will fall into disaster again. There will always be gods who want to return to the disaster era thousands of years ago. This is the root of the birth of the Dark Faction."

Hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It was the first time for him, who was ignorant, to know that the so-called dark faction was born in this way.

"How can I help you?"

Su Mo's voice revealed fatigue. He really didn't think he could be of any help when he was already overwhelmed by his own difficulties.

"Key! Clues! The artificial labyrinth, Knossos, is not just a passage. It could be a hidden mine that could detonate Orario at any time. We must confirm the situation inside the artificial labyrinth. From what we know now, the connection between the Ikelos clan and the dark faction is probably much closer than simple cooperation. There are even several clans involved. The problem is quite tricky."

Are you sure you are not trying to scare me... Su Mo rubbed his brows and suddenly felt very regretful. Why didn't he finish reading the novel in the first place?

At the same time, he also understood why the other party came to him.

Since this concerns the survival of Orario, naturally every clue cannot be missed.

"If even you can't get the key, there's no way I can get it. As for the clues... I've already told you almost all the information I know. I haven't concealed anything in this regard."

"Even if it's an insignificant detail, you are the only way for us to understand the internal conditions of the man-made maze."

But the problem is, I haven't really been to the man-made maze... Su Mo calmed down, "Unimportant details, what do you want to know? How long is the corridor from the entrance of the 18th floor? How many blocked doors are there on the way? Are there stairs after passing through the door? Or, do you want to know how many cages are placed in the hall? What kind of monsters and heretics are locked in the cages?

"Don't think too highly of me, Fels. What I know is only the tip of the iceberg of the man-made maze. How big is the man-made maze? What is the passage like? Where are the monsters sent up? You shouldn't ask me these questions. I have already told you the person who really knows the answer. He, or they, are clearly there."

Fels was silent for a moment.

Because of the Ikelos clan, the obvious breakthrough point is indeed right in front of them.

"They have become alert and have been acting very cautiously recently. We dare not act rashly either, as the guild lacks the necessary combat power."

"They don't dare to directly unite the various clans to act together, for the sake of the heretic."

"As an adventurer, do you think we should release the information about the heretic now?"

I'm already so busy with my own affairs, how can I have the energy to care about these things... Su Mo sighed, "Does an unimportant thing count as a weird person?"

"of course."

"In that case, I will draw them and put them in the guild's storage tomorrow, and you can pick them up directly in the afternoon. Then, you should also give me a copy of the information and member data of the Ikelos family, and I will see if I can recall any useful clues."

"can."

"Then let's do this for now."

After ending the call, Su Mo put the crystal item into the drawer and took a look at the updated ability value again.

——Such efforts are still not enough!

As Su Mo lit the paper, a bitter taste appeared on his face.

……——……

"for you--"

The dark yellow dragon horns faded away, and the short sword, which was less than 40 centimeters long, including the hilt, was golden in color. Regardless of whether it was practical or not, at least its appearance was impeccable. The shape was simple and generous, without any extra decorations, but it was gorgeous and could not be concealed. This was a weapon that would not look out of place even if it was placed in some important ceremonies.

Su Mo waved it twice in his hand. It was light, but as a secondary weapon, it was an advantage rather than a disadvantage.

"how much is it?"

"No need for money. If you are satisfied after using it, I hope to sign a contract with you."

The so-called signing of a contract is actually a kind of cooperation between the forger and the adventurer. The adventurer brings materials back from the dungeon for the forger, and the forger makes weapons for the adventurer at a very low price, which is a more solid and long-term fair exchange.

"If you want to sign the contract, you can do it right now. It happens to be in the guild."

In Orario, contracts signed under the notarization of the "Guild" are undoubtedly the most binding contracts.

"Now……"

Welf couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but the next moment it turned into joy, "Okay, let's go to the counter!"

The guild naturally had no shortage of relevant contracts. After paying the relevant fees and signing their names under the notarization of the guild, each party held one copy and the guild kept one copy. The contract was signed in less than ten minutes.

After putting away the contract, the two men delayed for a while and then started heading towards the dungeon.

"By the way, how about calling the dagger 'Roar of the Young Dragon'?"

Su Mo paused abruptly, turned his head, and looked at Welf seriously.

“I think this name is very suitable in every way.”

"I think I know why those weapons you're about to sell will eventually be returned."

The roar of the young dragon, the rabbit armor... I'm afraid only that rabbit can accept your naming ability.

Chapter 32 Trust

Shortly after Su Mo and the other person left, the items Su Mo had placed in the guild's storage room were quietly replaced.

Where no one was paying attention, Fels looked at the two half-length nude sketches in his hands.

The two portraits depict a man and a woman respectively.

Fels had no memory of the portrait of the curly-haired woman, but when he saw the portrait of the man, although there were some changes, it still revealed an indescribable morbid appearance, and a figure quickly emerged in his memory.

"How can it be……?"

White-haired ghost——Olivas Actor…

Unable to believe it, Fels took the male portrait closer and looked at it again carefully. Finally, he was sure that he was not mistaken, and the person painted on it should be the white-haired ghost in his memory.

However, this person should be dead!

As the mastermind of the "Nightmare on the 27th Floor" six years ago, the infamous dark faction apostle, Olivas Act, had his master deity sent back to heaven. In that incident, he was forced into a desperate situation by the "United Families" recruited by the guild, and finally became the bait of the monster, leaving only his lower body that was cruelly bitten off.

If even a person who is clearly dead is still alive, has something from that year been overlooked?

Thinking of this, Fels suddenly turned and headed towards the archives room. The strong smell of the remnants of the dark faction was disturbing, but it was also a clear clue.

……——……

A strange person, the abbreviation is naturally "weird person".

Although Su Mo did not say it explicitly, he had already given the exact direction.

As long as he follows this clue, he will be able to find the fallen fairy behind the scenes. At this point, he has already pointed out all the villains behind the scenes that he knows. As for what will happen next, it is not something he can control now.

The storm is coming. As a member living in Orario, Su Mo sincerely hopes that the 'guild' can be more powerful and eliminate the hidden disaster before it breaks out. To this end, he is willing to provide help to the best of his ability.

Of course, it was all he could do. He was so busy taking care of himself that he really didn't have the extra energy to care about anything else.

bottleneck--

If it was not completely certain before, then now, except for 'magic power', the growth of other attribute values ​​has fallen below double digits, which undoubtedly explains everything.

Yesterday's 'Strength' increased by only 5 points, and the 'Durability' as the main attribute was only '4'. This is no longer a simple drop, it is a cliff-like fall.

At this rate of growth, he might not be able to raise an ability attribute to 'A' even in a year, let alone a few months. 'B' is already the foreseeable limit.

Su Mo could not accept such a situation, and it was also a situation he had never expected - he had been able to grow steadily, but suddenly suffered a cliff-like decline. This made him think of the so-called first-half players?

Is this the final result of blindly exploiting yourself and forcibly tapping your own potential without accumulation and precipitation?

Su Mo couldn't accept it.

He can't stay where he is.

Once he stays where he is, what awaits him will be "decay", so even if he encounters a bottleneck, he has only one choice - to break it.

The so-called bottleneck is meant to be broken. If he can't cross this step, it only means that he is not working hard enough. Bell was able to complete the upgrade and become a senior adventurer in one and a half months. For him who lacks growth skills, wouldn't it be enough to spend several times more time?

So what if Bale is the protagonist?

He is also a time traveler!

The hard-shelled rat turned into ashes with a wail. Su Mo wiped the blood that had flowed to the corner of his eyes and stared at the figure behind the white mist with calm eyes.

Welf leaned on his sword and breathed heavily.

Normally, the two of them wouldn't stay in the same place for too long.

Because of the constant sounds of battles and the fact that monsters would be refreshed and spawned in the dungeon, staying in the same place for a long time would often put you in danger. But today...

“…It’s getting even crazier!”

……——……

During the lunch break, Hestia, who was on duty today, was unable to leave the store after all.

However, what was a little different from usual was that the person who came to deliver the food today was not the store manager, nor anyone else, but Hephaestus herself.

The first floor of the Tower of Babel is like an entrance and lobby, the second and third floors are where the various public facilities of the "guild" are located, and the fourth floor is almost the territory of Hephaestus's family.

They bought all the stores from the fourth to the eighth floor in one go. This alone shows how generous the Hephaestus family is and how powerful they are as a business faction.

"I heard you've been doing great lately."

"Of course, it doesn't matter what kind of god I am."

Hestia replied as she opened her lunch box.

Being a poster girl or something like that may be a little uncomfortable at first, but once you get used to it, you will be able to do it easily.

"You can only do this job if you can almost set the house on fire while cooking."

"Where did you hear these rumors?"

"Rumors? You've already asked the Guberniu family to help with the repairs, so what secrets are there now? You're not trying to tell me that this was caused by your family, are you?"

"Woo~!!"

Hestia lowered her head, speechless.

"You've bought a house and renovated it. You must have spent a lot of money recently, right?"

"Well, well! We must spend sparingly."