[Hmm?]

Huang Guang emitted a voice full of various emotions, the surprise not less intense than discovering that the altar of the Sain Dungeon was empty.

In the next moment, Radagon swung his stone hammer towards Huang Guang, already surrounded by Mad Fire, and Huang Guang then suddenly exploded.

The scene before Gong Qiying's eyes was filled by the dazzling flash caused by the explosion, even more blinding than a thousand Flash Bombs.

Appearing alongside the flash was the spiritual power reserves of the Sain Dungeon depleting rapidly at a visible rate!

This was because the explosion triggered by Huang Guang was continually damaging the dungeon's structures while the system was automatically repairing them, resulting in the spiritual power being squandered here.

The opponent clearly understood the dungeon mechanics and even knew that most City Lords would lazily set the automatic repair function for structures.

Gong Qiying immediately disconnected the automatic repair, but in this short period, it had depleted months' worth of reserves common to ordinary dungeons!

He had never seen his dungeon spend so much spiritual power in one go, leaving only the thought "this fiend must be eradicated."

If it were an ordinary dungeon, like a White Blood Burst Flame, it would have already declared bankruptcy and the City Lord would have to be replaced under these tactics. Such a sinister move, it was only the vast resources of the Sain family and Gong Qiying being a hoarding mouse that enabled endurance, but it still amounted to the greatest loss since its opening.

Who could prevent a sudden self-destructing truck bursting into one's dungeon without any warning?

As the flash dissipated, he saw the humanoid form of Huang Guang hovering in the center of the scene, with the map behind swept clean by the explosion.

Radagon had already been retrieved in advance, while Mad Fire vanished amidst the counter-reaction with the explosion.

The opponent's condition didn't look too good either, at least far worse than at the beginning.

Huang Guang couldn't fully form a humanoid shape, leaving only the upper body floating in mid-air, and the figure was exceedingly delicate.

The flickering light body seemed bugged, glimmering non-stop, and simply lifting an arm caused an effect akin to Stan's effect, with attracted rays of light darting erratically as if losing their master.

Compared to the initially mysterious and ethereal Huang Guang, this fellow now seemed to have worsened considerably.

It turned out Mad Fire was effective, and Huang Guang had gathered the utmost brightness at the time of explosion. Radagon's attack had dissipated the most light so far, and combining these conditions seemed enough to make Huang Guang suffer.

Furthermore, the explosion was likely to have negative effects on itself.

Gong Qiying did not continue to attack as Huang Guang began to gradually fade.

The opponent was already in the process of leaving the dungeon, one could say it had completed its exit, only residual light remained capable of brief action.

He saw Huang Guang's hand rise with erratic flickering, producing a muddled voice indistinguishable in gender or age:

[This th-this is-this a-a-a warnin-ing]

It seemed the constant flickering had impaired the voicing function.

[Stop invading Scameroon]

[We can be friends]

As the final sound dissipated, Huang Guang completely vanished from the Sain Dungeon, at the end a trace of Huang Guang seemed to turn white but it was only fleeting.

Gong Qiying stared in the direction of the opponent's disappearance, his mind filled with:

What is this bastard saying?

What is meant by a warning not to invade Scameroon by self-destructing here and then saying we can be friends? Normal dungeons can't survive being blown up by you long enough to become friends!

I couldn't say such words even when picking a fight with the Holy Light Underground City!

The previous situation might be considered mutually destructive, but now Gong Qiying was unsatisfied with mutual destruction, he wanted to erase the opponent completely in this game called life.

"Is this because Sain's actions in Scameroon have infringed upon this unidentified fellow's interests?"

According to the principle of stone throwing dogs barking, only the dog hit by a stone would bark wildly, Sain Dungeon must have offended Huang Guang's vested interests.

Gong Qiying frowned, pondering. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Actions by Sain Dungeon in Scameroon were no different from those in the Yanor Kingdom, Warrior Country, and other nations, merely expanding influence and attracting more adventurers into the dungeon for adventures; if it infringed on interests, he could only think of fellow City Lords.

Yet the most thorny Holy Light Underground City has been subdued, and other local dungeons have fallen silent; what dungeon has combat power exceeding Huang Guang's?

"No, wait a moment."

He suddenly thought of something different in Sain Dungeon's actions in Scameroon compared to other countries.

"Faith."

Due to the sweet taste of Faith Spirit Power, Gong Qiying as City Lord began promoting various faiths associated with Sain within the dungeon.

Not only with rebel army, he left a series of strongly connected faiths related to Soul-sucking Ghosts in the Holy Light Church's troops, and numerous wild Scameroon people began spontaneously preaching using Sain Dungeon related characters and even Monsters, Sain's influence here in Scameroon was, truthfully, no small matter.

"Could that light be connected to the Church?"

The judgment seemed credible, upon making such conjecture, he immediately chose to contact the most religiously knowledgeable acquaintance.

"Follower, get up quickly and serve as my religious encyclopedia!"

Meanwhile, outside the dungeon world, Hepa Town.

The rebel army received a wave of supplies, boosting combat power considerably, they began to press back the brainwashed looking colleagues, quickly reversing the battlefield situation.

But now a serious issue arose, how to restore these abnormal colleagues to normal?

Soldiers fought fiercely on the battlefield while medics were equally busy outside the battlefield.

Enemies with broken limbs were bound to stakes, former colleagues now present enemies still roared at the medics despite severe injuries; if not for their human appearance, even claiming they were Wolfmen from Fran Fort would be believable.

"What kind of magic has been cast upon them; conventional methods for lifting mind control are ineffective."

Medics tried various methods, yet none could restore these individuals to normal. The scene looked extremely bizarre.

"If all else fails, just knock them unconscious to stop the yelling, disrupting morale!" Luluwo shouted loudly.

Suddenly, her gaze caught the flash of the teleportation gate from Sain Dungeon, indicating someone was coming through, but after the flash no one appeared.

"Is it malfunctioning?"

At this moment, those tied to stakes who had been yelling suddenly lowered their heads in unison, like powered-off robots, motionless, frightening the medics who thought they had died, but upon checking found them in deep coma, allowing a slight relief.

"But why did they suddenly become normal?" Luluwo was equally puzzled.

The sound of the battlefield subsided as they powered down, people puzzled yet relieved from the end of the fight.

However, at this moment, Luluwo suddenly became alarmed, sensing an extremely dangerous yet eerily familiar presence.

On the battlefield, Fingerley also sharply turned his gaze outside the town, his eyes glaring ominously.

From outside Hepa Town, a thick black mist was rolling in this direction.

They were not enemy forces, but something far worse.

"Where is the Demon Clan from?"