Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1273 - 809: A New Dungeon, But There’s a Problem (Part 2)

"What's there to talk about? It's just a dungeon." The follower turned his head, seemingly sulking.

You're a grown man, what's with the act of being coy...

Gong Qiying didn't pamper him and directly used the temporary control granted to the victor of a dungeon death match over the defeated, forcing him to answer.

The follower, looking unwilling and somewhat embarrassed, opened his mouth and said in a low voice:

"It's the place where I express my devotion to the Holy Light, my sacred confession to the Holy Light, it's my..."

"Speak plainly." Gong Qiying threatened, raising the Elf Ball.

"I slaughter demons there to relieve work stress..."

The follower quickly finished the summary with an unexpectedly smooth tongue.

"Relieve stress..."

Gong Qiying thought about how he created the Painting World for those Holy Light armies living in Hepa Town to relieve stress and suddenly understood.

"You snatched this dungeon from a Demon Clan Dungeon Lord and have been using it to slaughter demons and relieve stress?"

The follower nodded.

"Then why were you so reluctant just now? Why act so resistant?"

"Because, I'm so old now, relying on such things to relieve stress... It's really embarrassing, I feel I've let down the teachings of the Holy Light..."

The follower's head was almost buried in the floor cracks; he genuinely felt shameful about this.

Gong Qiying's expression turned strange, as he posed the last question.

"What's the deal with your spiritual power imbalance lately? Don't tell me it's related to Twilight Dungeon too."

The follower raised his head, revealing an expression as if saying "How do you know about my dungeon's spiritual power balance?", but then admitted with a resigned nod.

"The demons over there launched a counterattack against me, and I've poured more spiritual power into battle, leaving no funds to support the operations of the Holy Light, I'm ashamed to the Holy Light..."

No, the demon heads you've collected are probably enough to ascend to Divine Country and become a Slaughter Angel.

Conventional wisdom suggests skepticism toward unilateral statements from suspects, yet Gong Qiying found evidence.

It was a pile of Image Stones capturing the follower using various Holy Light Demons under his command to massacre bizarre demons.

Like a genius, he packaged the contents of these Image Stones into "Ancient Holy Light God's wrath upon demons," attracting believers to the dungeon to collect them, while enhancing people's faith in the Holy Light.

Besides relieving stress, he managed to set up a side business to boost funds, showing remarkable business acumen.

This makes it certain that the follower is definitely not a collaborator with the Demon Clan.

Judging by the content on the Image Stones, depicting the gruesome massacre of demons, those fallen into his hands probably won't make it safely to the human world, let alone untouched.

With this clarified, only Irene from White Blood Dungeon remains to be investigated?

Why does it feel like that impoverished Irene is even less likely to be a collaborator with the Demon Clan? Her style resembles that comedic role of Luluwo...

It's evident this should be mentioned to Red Teeth, let him discuss with other city lords if there are others more suspicious requiring investigation.

"What are you thinking about?"

The follower, noticing Gong Qiying's prolonged silence, couldn't help but ask.

Could there be a clear word, whether I live or die next!

Waiting here is nerve-wracking!

"You're in luck; you get to keep your life."

Gong Qiying glanced at the follower, eyes devoid of the pleasure of catching the culprit, only filled with void like a lost air force.

He waved his hand, canceling the binds on him, before tapping on the City Lord Panel.

"As per the death match reward rules, Twilight Dungeon is now mine, and I've picked a bit of the monsters. Take the rest with you."

Gong Qiying's tone was so casual it felt like he was reluctantly selecting a few things from a pile he didn't care for.

Even though it was like picking up a free life, the follower oddly felt angered, as if insulted.

Yet from the scene's situation, he indeed benefited.

Losing a death match but still alive? This occurrence is rare, though losing a dungeon itself was not a big deal since it was akin to a liability, its loss not regrettable.

Plus, he still retained authority; Holy Light Underground City's routine operation remains assured, spiritual power may be back to square one, but stable accumulation isn't impossible for survival, albeit necessitating tighter finances temporarily.

With circumstances as such, he might as well call Gong Qiying a Saint Mother!

For a moment, the follower cooled down.

Not seeking wealth, nor benefits, what did Gedwin accept my death match invitation for?

Just to beat me up for catharsis?

This doesn't need saying, such true nature, buddy.

His impression of the City Lord shifted slightly, standing up after being untied.

"Hold on."

"What is it?"

Gong Qiying glanced back at him, assuming he might be reluctant to part with his stress relief venue.

Overall, after defeating the follower, the most valuable is Holy Light Underground City itself, followed by Twilight Dungeon, then those mismatched permissions with Sain. Spiritual power is the least favorable option.

If choosing Holy Light Underground City, he could directly annihilate the follower's consciousness, making Holy Light Underground City his vassal and seizing some activities concurrently.

Consider this: Holy Light Church recently abhorred Sain Dungeon suddenly becoming the actual owner of their Holy Light Underground City without the believers knowing; whatever he could achieve with these conditions, he wouldn't dare to imagine, afraid once thought it wouldn't cease.

Yet Gong Qiying holds no interest in these endeavors, plus offering Red Teeth a courtesy.

The precarious peace among city lords was something Red Teeth strove over who knows how long to achieve, yet directly dispatching the follower here would result in what? 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The follower's social ties aren't poor, Holy Light Underground City holds klout, this tiny news would inevitably spread.

The other dungeons of Skameron will surely fear Sain Dungeon more, to the point where whether it sparks wild attacks or other actions cannot be termed peaceful.

Not just offering a courtesy to Red Teeth, Gong Qiying actually favors the current stance.

Reading the predecessor Gedwin's note back when, he expected to face brutal sieges with other cities, later realized people are decent; although some abstract, there's fellows like Red Teeth as mentors. Diligently managing a dungeon allows a prosperous living.

This outlook, at least, shouldn't spoil in his Gong Qiying's hands.

Another reason is, an earnest curiosity towards what exactly unfolds with the Demon Clan.

Previously declining Evil Nest Dungeon, now encountering Twilight Dungeon also situated on the Western Continent, indeed this choice was made.

Finally, real observation of demon customs, learning of unknown matters.

The various nations on the human side, albeit individually distinctive in customs, upon excessive viewing seem mundane, it's time for new flavors.

As for the Demon Clan's reception he considered; first some Abyss, then a touch of corruption, lastly add Mad Fire, spin history, however the Demon Clan responds doesn't matter, he'll find joy regardless.

But right about this juncture, the follower stopped the wandering Gong Qiying, delivering disturbing news.

"Due to overindulgent killing, the local Demon Clan have put Twilight Dungeon on the blacklist."

The follower admitted a bit awkwardly:

"If you take over, you'll face an empty dungeon."

"It won't yield any desired profits."