Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1392 - 869: White Light

Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1392 - 869: White Light

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"There's another fight going on outside."

Sain Dungeon, the City Lord's room.

Gong Qiying looked at the crystal ball divided into hundreds of scenes and spoke to himself.

He had no alter ego in Hepa Town, so how did he know that the world outside the teleportation gate had started fighting again?

It's simple, just by looking at the people entering the dungeon now.

Among the hundreds of scenes presented by the crystal ball, there were adventurers with panic-stricken faces rushing into the dungeon for refuge, severed limbs being thrown into the dungeon and promptly cleaned up, and two people grappling and wrestling directly rolling into the dungeon...

Such scenes were rarely seen on normal days. The only explanation was that Hepa Town, this restless place, had started fighting again.

Sain Dungeon would not take sides with the rebel army or the Three Great Religions. As a neutral party, it welcomed all beings that could generate spiritual power without discrimination.

However, if the rebel army could provide the dungeon with more and superior faith spirit power, and the largest faction of the Three Great Religions, the Holy Light Church, looked down on all dungeons except the Holy Light Underground City, let alone provide spiritual power, then Gong Qiying would start having other ideas based on personal preference.

That being said, it didn't mean that Sain Dungeon would directly intervene in the war.

Otherwise, he might as well abandon the dungeon and claim some land above ground to become a lord.

"The rebel army has been training here for almost two months. If they still can't win, then there's nothing I can do."

Even rookie adventurers, after two months in Sain, could achieve stats comparable to traditional Silver Level. The rebel army wasn't inexperienced; they shouldn't be that useless.

Gong Qiying swiped at the crystal ball, transferring one of the scenes to the Twilight Dungeon.

There too was nothing but emptiness and dead silence, seemingly a completely losing proposition.

But he remained optimistic about it, saying the reason was because a few days ago, he ventured out again and discovered some changes in the vicinity of the Twilight Dungeon, where there were traces of biological activity.

This seemed to indicate that creatures from the continent were gradually returning, and thus re-entering Twilight Dungeon was only a matter of time.

Gong Qiying was eager to experiment to see if the Demon Clan would also provide some special spiritual power, much like the faith spirit power from Scameroon.

Speaking of faith spirit power...

He swiped the crystal ball again, aligning the scenes on several maps.

These were the statue of Gwyn in Yanor Londo, the Dark Moon altar in Yilushier's Cold Valley, and the Fran Undead Team Throne in Fran Fort.

These three, as always, sat quietly where they were, lifeless objects that couldn't talk.

However, every time Gong Qiying looked at these three, he always felt something indescribable.

It was as if something unknown had been added to these dead objects, yet only a slight amount, so he couldn't clearly perceive what it was.

He could only guess that it stemmed from the Scameroon people's faith spirit power causing such changes. After all, Gwyn and Gwendolin were the characters most associated with faith spirit power, while the Fran Undead Team... was it because of Dal and the others?

Previously, Younka wanted to collect warriors' faith to achieve divinity, and what Sain Dungeon is doing now probably isn't much different from Younka, so—

"Could it truly be possible to birth a living Gwyn from people's faith?"

This was meant as a joke, but even Gong Qiying paused after saying it.

After all, this is a magic world.

What if it really happened?

As he pondered the potential birth from local faith and its impact on Sain Dungeon, he seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye and looked up.

Before the statue of Gwyn stood a humanoid figure emitting white light.

The white light enveloped everything about the figure, obscuring its gender, facial features, and physique, with only its height guessed to be under two meters, within human range.

What is this?

Gong Qiying blinked. He remembered this scene of the Gwyn statue was empty, so where did this peculiar figure come from, some unique talent?

But then he noticed something was very off.

A similar white figure appeared next to the Dark Moon altar, watching it intently.

At Fran Fort, a white figure hovered before the Fire Transmission Throne, gazing down.

And not just in those places.

Deep Church, atop Elderly's sarcophagus.

Casas Underground Tomb, before Overlord Wonier's crown.

The Cold Valley of Yilushier, covered in frost in the backyard.

Nimgefo, deep within Stoneveil City.

Galide, beside Shattered Star Latan.

One white figure after another appeared on the scenes, their numbers quickly occupying each scene until it wasn't just where the boss monsters were.

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