Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1575 - 957: Subjugation of Solar (Part 3)

The others took one last look at Solar, and in the instant before the magic array activated, they used the miracle "Return to Hometown," disappearing from the spot in a flash."Sun!"

The magic array beneath Solar’s feet suddenly blossomed into an intensely dazzling white light.

As if the sun were blossoming right under his feet.

"Boom———"

The entire Demon Relics trembled due to the explosion, the narrow tunnels shook violently, ready to collapse at any moment.

The power of the explosion was compressed infinitely in the narrow tunnels, the concentrated force completely enveloped Solar in the explosion’s center, for a moment the entire scene was filled only with white light.

This tremor lasted for dozens of seconds.

After who knows how long, the explosion finally came to an end.

The entire tunnel was void of anything, a scene totally leveled.

And Solar, who was at the explosion’s center, somehow survived.

Yet, he appeared to have lost the ability to act, lying on the ground, his burnt throat emitting indistinct sounds, his eyes devoid of any consciousness.

"Cough, cough..."

Luluwo emerged from the underground, despite applying Iron Pot Fragrance Medicine and a series of life-saving measures along with the residual Silver Tears, she almost died here too, now looking very battered.

"Solar..."

She staggered towards him, looking at this man on the ground in a daze, her eyes were full of complex emotions.

Finally, she picked up her weapon and deeply thrust it into Solar’s chest.

"My sun... has set..."

The final words escaped from his lips.

A moment later.

When Leon and the others rushed back from the White Spider Nest, they found only Luluwo sitting in place, and scattered beside her was equipment.

Seeing them approach, Luluwo exhaled and said: "Solar’s drop."

"Is this his equipment?"

The group looked down and saw that it was indeed Solar’s full equipment set on the ground.

This was the equipment of the Sun Warrior!

Everyone couldn’t even imagine how powerful this equipment’s effects could be; maybe wearing it would grant one his power?

With such a "practical" thought in mind, they looked at the equipment’s description.

[Sun Pattern Armor]

[Armor worn by Astara’s Solar, the "Sun Warrior," painted with a large Sun Holy Emblem]

[Since the Sun Holy Emblem is self-painted, it doesn’t possess any divine power]

[Solar became an excellent warrior relying on strict self-training; what he wore was just ordinary equipment]

The people picked up all of Solar’s equipment, the introductions uniformly indicated that these were truly just ordinary armor, possibly not even as effective in defense as the Upper Knight Set.

"This..."

It’s just ordinary equipment, without any divine effects at all?

Even the most iconic Sun Holy Emblem on the breastplate is self-painted, and there’s not a hint of any kind of blessing protection effect?

Then.

How did he rely on this equipment to fight all the way to this point?

Did he truly rely solely on his own strength?

"There’s no need for sentiments or regrets, I’ve heard enough these past days."

Luluwo waved her hand tiredly, exhaling as she looked up at the rock layers above her, saying:

"He didn’t hold out to find the sun, so I suppose I’ll go see what the sun is really like."

She clenched her fist, revealing an ambitious gaze, saying:

"We must go to the Initial Firestove."

"Drag Gwyn out and see what he’s really like!"

First, hurry to plunder the King’s Souls of the Chaos Breeding Ground and Tomb King Nite.