Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1565: Chapter 953: Your Sun Has Set

"Ugh, my throat is so dry, feeling really uncomfortable..."

"Your body is perfectly intact after resurrection, you know."

"Phantom pain, phantom pain."

"I only want to soak in water now, and it must be ice water."

After resurrecting at the bonfire in front of the White Spider, the members of the Skyrim Strategy Group all looked as if they’d just recovered from dehydration like the Three-Body People.

During the battle with the Chaos Breeding Ground, perhaps there wasn’t a strong feeling of discomfort; everyone was focused on the fight, with adrenaline soaring, allowing them to ignore other physical discomforts. As a result, after resurrection, the residual feelings of discomfort surged in their minds.

They became quite eager to replenish fluids, completely disinterested in contacting anything hot again, especially those who were roasted by flame during the big move at the Chaos Breeding Ground. Their hearts were likely temporarily occupied by the psychological shadows brought by the Chaos Flame.

The aftereffects of this battle are truly significant.

Fortunately, it’s unlike the White Dragon Heiss campaign where post-defeat required time to care for the crystalline growths on the body. A stroke of luck among misfortune, perhaps.

"Just a little more, it feels like we were really close to winning." Tami clenched her fists, her face flushing red, feeling more regretful as she reviewed the battle.

If they could have preserved more active forces, if they could have deployed a stronger Magic Shield, if they carried items with superior power, perhaps they could have already claimed the King’s Soul.

"Let’s work hard next time." Berto shook his head, "Conversely, this failure will surely benefit the next time."

An informed Skyrim Strategy Group is invincible indeed!

Currently, the situation is that almost all equipment on everyone at the site can be considered scrapped, though it’s not too bad with supplies since some died before they could use them.

Just blindly challenging the Chaos Breeding Ground again isn’t a good idea; they lack the key factor to defeat the enemy now.

At least they need to find Defense Magic capable of resisting high temperatures and Chaos Flame. Alternatively, get a few powerful attack methods, or simply leverage connections to invite someone like the Dragon Sword Saint to help?

But in that case, who knows how much the Chaos Breeding Ground’s strength will inflate due to the appearance of allies? For now, the current intensity is rather fitting for Luluwo and the others.

Luluwo sat by the bonfire, spacing out and looking up at the White Spider for a visual feast when suddenly she felt something uncomfortable in her arms. Looking down, she saw the Sun Worm Helmet still there.

"Who stuffed this in here..."

The Sun Worm seemed to be affected by the previous battle, with some cracks appearing on it, but its limbs occasionally twitched slightly, looking even more disgusting.

But if seen from afar, this thing seems somewhat similar to Gwyn’s helmet; at least they both mimic the Sun’s design.

When the Sun Worm is worn, continuously injecting faint magic power into it causes a radiant glow; it seems useful for aiding in exploring dark maps, like the Giant Tomb. If a large amount of magic power is suddenly injected, the Sun Worm can burst with intense light akin to a Flash Bomb, comparable to the Sun Fist.

"Overlooking its appearance, it’s quite practical."

Looking at the Sun Worm, she inexplicably thought of Solar, after all, every time they met, he was always chanting "sun, sun."

Everyone knows Solar is pursuing the Sun, adventuring everywhere to find the Sun, but whether this Sun refers to Gwyn or the Sun Elder Son has always puzzled the adventurers.

The Starfire Church advocates the Sun Warrior’s faith as Gwyn, but recently many people, after deep reasoning, believe someone like Solar actually should be worshiping the Sun Elder Son, the Nameless King.

But the Starfire Church can’t admit their mistake, so they firmly oppose the recent popular belief.

Luluwo isn’t interested in these debates; she just feels Solar is different from other followers who merely shout slogans. He truly practices the duties of a Sun Warrior.

To some adventurers, Solar himself has become their Sun.

Wonder what kind of expression Solar would show if such words were told to him? Suddenly, she felt a bit of anticipation.

After resting well, Luluwo couldn’t sit still, so while everyone was still resting, she wandered around the vicinity. After turning back and forth, she returned to the elevator leading to the Demon Relics, her gaze shifting to the crimson Giant Gate.

Several Sun Worms clung to the Giant Gate, but they weren’t aggressive; given their looks, they seemed eager to enter the door but couldn’t open it.

"Oh, are you intrigued by this door?"

The Egg Carrier Engi’s voice suddenly sounded behind her, Luluwo was taken aback, not expecting him to have dialogue concerning this door.

"This is a gate sealed personally by the lady, to avoid the Chaos from Izaris, it’s not to be opened at all costs."

Luluwo’s eyes rolled and she asked, "This leads to Izaris?"

Engi’s lumpy body trembled, seeming to make a nodding motion, saying, "If you can gain the lady’s trust, you might get the credential to open the door. Ah, what am I saying, you shouldn’t think about opening the door; it’s tantamount to courting death."