Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon? Chapter 1277 811: My Friend Has Some Strange Hobbies2

"Though force can solve many problems, I hope you won't beco addicted to using force, Gedwin."

"I wish you all the best with your investigation."

"Also, the Light Holy Dragon is very smooth, thank you. In a few days, I'll send you so pretty animated corpses. I asked soone to find them a long ti ago, and the results are finally coming soon."

Red Teeth solemnly sorted out the letter and sent it to the altar to teleport to Sain Dungeon. Only after finishing this did he relax, turning to enjoy the treasure.

Just as he lay down, Sain Dungeon's reply ca back faster than ever!

This speed of reply was unprecedented; could Gedwin have encountered so bad situation?

Red Teeth quickly got up, rushed over, and grabbed the letter, only to find that this ti there was no envelope—it was just a large sheet of paper, confirming his suspicion that Gedwin must have encountered sothing!

As soon as he unfolded the paper, he saw large letters occupying the entire sheet:

"Don't!"

The back of the paper had more words.

"Don't, thank you, I really don't want them."

"You may have misunderstood sothing, but my tastes are completely different from my appearance, entirely opposite!"

Gong Qiying's handwriting was ssy, indicating he seed very anxious.

"Totally opposite... "

Red Teeth squinted his eyes, a thoughtful expression appearing on his dragon face, and finally initiated a voice communication with other City Lords.

"Hey, it's . Previously, I asked you to find pretty animated corpses. Can we change the target? Sure, thank you. You ask what the target is this ti?"

"Find so ugly animated creature animals—that look uglier to us the better. My friend's taste is a bit weird."

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"Brother! Sothing big happened at the church!"

In Hepa Town, as soon as Anleisi put down the projection device, she rushed outside, ignoring the technician beside her who shrieked at the sharp noise the device made as it crashed down.

Just as she pushed the door open, a powerful aura swept over her, even causing her to instinctively adopt a combat stance.

Wait, sothing seems off; this aura seems to belong to my brother?

Anleisi looked towards the square where the crowd was thickest and imdiately saw what was happening.

The soldiers and knights stationed here had been orderly sitting in the square, watching the Holy Light Festival live broadcast. Now, the once neat formation was suddenly scattered and disorderly, resembling a hopeless chaos.

However, there was no noise matching the chaos on the square, and the soldiers lay motionless on the ground.

Don't worry, they're not dead; they are just suppressed by Kaius' fully released Fighting Qi.

Yet Kaius' Fighting Qi could not be infinite. No one knew how long he had been suppressing the crowd here, as even the furthest soldiers began to show signs of struggling.

"What's the situation?"

Anleisi saw the soldiers' expressions; many bore an angry, painful, desperate, or frantic look. Even suppressed by Fighting Qi, their expressions were still "vivid." It was hard to imagine what extre actions they might take if not suppressed.

She understood imdiately; Kaius had acted out of good intentions—to suppress everyone and prevent excess excitent from leading to irreparable actions.

Thus she released several group calming techniques after walking up to Kaius. Seeing her help, he withdrew his Fighting Qi, his face becoming pale due to suppressing so many people.

Fortunately, the soldiers' resistance was not too strong, and the knights had not joined in, even helping out, allowing him to achieve such a feat.

The soldiers with fierce expressions finally cald down after a series of calming techniques. At least, for the mont, they would not start up again; so even fell asleep on the spot, creating a silent scene.

Anleisi released several healing magic spells to replenish Kaius' energy, asking, "What happened? Was it because of the live broadcast earlier?"

Kaius nodded and pointed to the now-black broadcast screen, its surface uneven from the fervent believers who had smashed it, making clear what had transpired here. The details allowed one to guess easily.

Anleisi could understand; after all, what happened today seed bizarre even in her eyes.

Why did this century-old Holy Light Festival suddenly beco chaotic?

Not only did terrifying monsters invade, but those monsters resembled undead creatures that stood opposed to the Holy Light. For the Holy Light Church, it was akin to a provocation. Not to ntion the Holy Light Archbishop being killed by a monster looking like a weakling animated corpse in front of everyone, and more guests with a certain reputation being chased and killed by various monsters.

This suddenly shattered the image these people had built up in public, affecting reputation or even shaking the Church's foundations.

After all, no one knows what expressions or thoughts the believers would have upon seeing those big figures' disgrace, and what actions they might take.

Thinking of this, Anleisi felt a chill for the Church's public relations staff—they must be under pressure heavier than a mountain.

On the way to becoming a legendary pressure king.

Regarding the series of events at the Holy Light Festival, she mystified very much, but what puzzled Anleisi most was when her projection was forcibly interrupted.

At that mont, she heard gan and another unfamiliar young person shout "Sain Dungeon" at those monsters.

Were those monsters brought from Sain Dungeon? They knew each other?

But I have the Monster Encyclopedia of Sain Dungeon in my hand too; why haven't I seen those monsters?

I need to find gan for a clear explanation; today everything has a strange air.

Anleisi showed a contemplative expression.

If those monsters really were from Sain Dungeon, does that an Sain Dungeon is invading other dungeons? Could conflict arise between dungeons?

This was unheard of, unimaginable for people before.

"If this is confird, those scholars will be busy."

Even Anleisi can associate many possibilities with such events, more so scholars with deeper knowledge.

She explained her observations and experiences at the Holy Light Festival to Kaius, then said:

"Brother, we need to shrink our defenses and temporarily cancel the previous plan to chase the rebel army."

Kaius nodded in agreent.

The incident at the Holy Light Church will surely spread across Scaroon and even the continent in a short ti. People can figure out that the Church has weakened this ti; who knows how many will have sinister thoughts.

Defensive asures must be taken now.

Pressure seeped from Anleisi's heart; her first thought was to go to the Painting World in Sain Dungeon to relieve it, and she didn't see any issue with this at all.

The soldiers lay sprawling, requiring a major effort to clean up. She turned to call the remaining unaffected individuals to help tidy up.

Currently, Hepa Town is weakened; facing an external invasion might not be fendable.

This thought just erged when Anleisi heard an eerie sound.

She looked up instinctively, seeing the sky becoming bluer.

Bluer?

"The Magic Sky Curtain is disappearing!"

The horn of danger blew imdiately!