Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1566: Chapter 953: Your Sun Has Set_2

Luluwo finally understood that the huge door in front of her was a shortcut to Izaris!

How strange, wasn’t there already a shortcut through the elevator here? Why is there another shortcut?

"The key to opening the door is with the White Spider, but I don’t know how to gain its trust... Offer more humanity?"

If that’s the case, we’re doomed; there’s no humanity on hand now at all.

However, if it’s a shortcut, that means coming backward from Izaris should also get us here, right?

Luluwo suddenly felt a surge of curiosity, or rather, she still had the energy for another exploration.

To put it simply, she hadn’t been beaten into submission yet.

"I’ve memorized the map we’ve walked through; if I follow the paths we’ve taken, I can easily find where this shortcut should lead."

Luluwo activated her ghostly mind to imagine!

She hopped back to share her plan with everyone, claiming this was the last thing she wanted to do before ending today’s exploratory journey, and eventually rallied seven or eight people to run another round with her.

Berto led the others who were physically exhausted to temporarily leave and go out to purchase useful supplies and the like.

"Let me think... we walked here, there, and here, so next we just need to go here..."

Luluwo gestured in the air as she led the group forward, and about half an hour later.

"Look, there’s really a path!"

She actually found a hidden road!

This path was situated among the buildings of the Chaos Ruins of Izalis and, based on her hypothesis, was a rather daunting downward road, the end of which should connect directly to the White Spider Nest. Now, the group stood at the entrance of this tunnel.

"Let’s go in and check it out!"

Luluwo excitedly led the way into the tunnel.

"Hey, isn’t our captain a bit too energetic?" Mila snarked.

"Yeah, yeah... look, what’s that?"

Tami had just nodded in agreement when something caught his eye. He pointed to the wall of the tunnel.

"That is..."

On the rock wall lay the corpse of a Sheep-headed Demon, covered in numerous sword wounds, with its chest blown open, charred and blackened as if struck by a fierce Thunderbolt.

Who else could have left such battle marks except Solar, who excelled in using the Thunder Spear?

"Ah, can we meet him again?" Mila showed an expression of surprise and delight.

Seeing a physical Solar was more exciting than encountering him as an ally during battles.

"Maybe we’ll get to fight alongside him later." Someone already eagerly drew their weapon.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, as if a long-lost old friend was waiting ahead, urging everyone to hurry over.

"Hold on."

Luluwo suddenly raised her hand while crouched before the Sheep-headed Demon’s corpse, signaling everyone to come take a look.

"What’s up, what did you find?"

"It’s advice."

It had been a while since anyone had seen this stuff; Mila quickly touched the advice.

The next moment, an unexpected spiritual body appeared.

"Solar?"

They saw the white spiritual body left by Solar.

Reclining in a corner as if resting after battle, Mila took out the Image Stone to record the scene, hoping he’d utter some inspiring catchphrase.

But—

[No matter what I do, there’s no progress...]

Solar’s spiritual body let out a heavy sigh, his voice filled with exhaustion.

"Huh?"

The group was taken aback, hardly believing such discouraging words came from him, but as soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual body disappeared.

"What... what just happened?" someone asked, bewildered.

"There’s more advice over there; let’s go take a look."

Luluwo felt things were not quite as everyone imagined and swiftly leaped forward, finding another demon’s corpse with advice beneath it.

Solar’s spiritual body appeared there, sighing and resting his forehead on his hand.

[Neither in Yanor Londo nor in the sunless Sick Village could I find my sun... Chaos Ruins, and the King of Death’s cemetery, could my sun be in such places?]

It was the first time any of them saw Solar’s will waver.

And from the tone, it sounded like more than just a small shake, as if he’d suffered a heavy blow!

"What’s going on, is he anxious because he can’t find the sun?"

"I don’t know, wasn’t he fine just before?"

"Captain, this..."

Mila remembered what Luluwo mentioned earlier and couldn’t help but show a worried face.

Luluwo patted her shoulder and said, "It’s fine, Sain Dungeon shouldn’t mess around."

It’s not about whether Sain Dungeon is messing around, the residual shadow’s outcome is historically predetermined, Sain Dungeon is just recreating it, right?

The group continued forward, encountering demon attacks and intriguing intersections, but they had no interest in any additional exploration right now.

They found another piece of Solar’s advice further ahead.

This time, Solar’s spiritual body was kneeling on the ground, resting his entire weight on a sword embedded in the ground.

[I won’t give up; for this dream, I even became an Undead Man.]

"Great, his willpower is back again!" Everyone felt a sigh of relief.

But the next piece of advice drew that relief right back in.

[But looking at the sun, sometimes I wonder, am I truly, as others say, a foolishly stupid person... hahaha...]

His tone revealed a sense of dejection and disillusionment that chilled the adventurer’s spirits, an oppressive atmosphere emerged.

What’s more oppressive than witnessing an optimistic person become despairingly despondent?

What puzzled them more was whether Solar’s transformation seemed a bit too sudden for them?

During the Hundred-legged Demon encounter, his behavior was odd, perhaps a warning, but seeing his morose actions still stirred imaginations.

"He’s been running around and helping everywhere, all for seeking the sun."

"So, did he appear on all maps because he couldn’t find the sun anywhere?"

"No, what exactly does he mean by the sun?"

"Is he seeking the Sun God? Gwyn perhaps?"

"There’s probably more advice up ahead, let’s go check."

Now the atmosphere among them was lower than any underworld map; they couldn’t recall the last time the team’s vibe was this gloomy.

Although Luluwo kept trying to lighten the mood, everyone’s intuition told them something bad awaited further ahead.

But what could it be?

They found another piece of advice up ahead and triggered it immediately.

This time, only Solar’s laughter echoed, with no trace of a new spiritual body.

It was a laughter different from before, filled with suppression and disillusionment, mingling with the chaotic laugh of a ghost or animated corpse.

Listening to it sent chills down their spines.

A cold wind blew from the front, something that had nothing to do with the Chaos Ruins, its appearance abnormally out of place.

This cold wind bore a trace of information.

"Ahead is... Solar’s presence."

Luluwo sniffed, and the pace of everyone quickened significantly.

The further they walked, the darker it became; their eyesight adjusted to the dark, making travel pressure-free, although having light for illumination would have been better, everyone lacked the mood for it now.

Until they heard broken laughter intermittently echo from the front.

And then, a figure sitting on the ground with its back to them came into view.

"Solar?"

The group was not quite sure, the attire on that back matched Solar’s exactly, except.

Where was the iconic Iron Bucket Helmet?

It seemed unlike the Solar Warrior they knew, yet the scent was unmistakably Solar’s.

Mila took a step closer, raising her hand hesitantly, "Uh..."

The next moment.

Solar’s head radiated a light strong enough to dispel darkness, eradicating all shadows in the tunnel.

Just like the sun!