Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1631 - 979: Gwyn, the Sunlight King (Ten-Thousand-Word - )_4

Viskasa perceived the unfolding scenes in this country and immediately exclaimed with delight, "This is the kind of spectacle. With me, you can make these kinds of miracles happen every day!""Too many performances turn into nonsense."

A bonfire suddenly appeared behind Viskasa, preventing them from completely stripping the light from this world.

"You don’t belong here. The fire and light you create won’t be taken by me. You’ve truly found my weakness!"

He swiftly turned and launched a punch in the direction where Leon and others were, the power surpassing the forbidden curse and the Holy Light Cannon instantly blasted towards the crowd.

"No, it’s because this bonfire represents the courage of adventure, and that’s why you cannot take it away."

Gong Qiying never imagined that one day he would say such a line like a character in a hot-blooded manga.

The speed of this Holy Light was so fast that it surpassed the biological expected reaction speed. The moment it rushed to the crowd, people didn’t even complete a blink.

Leon and their vision, at this moment, was instantly occupied by the Holy Light... No, it was occupied by the roaring flames!

"Boom—"

Flames fell from the sky, enveloping the crowd, and the moment the Holy Light touched the flames, it immediately extinguished, creating an explosion at the place.

Enveloped within, people instinctively closed their eyes, saved! The joy of survival emerged in their hearts.

However, when they tried to open their eyes, they found only darkness ahead.

The extreme darkness without light caused them to fall into uncontrollable panic, the kind that couldn’t be suppressed, threatening to break their spirit.

Viskasa had stripped away the light in their eyes.

"See, even if I don’t let this world fall into darkness, I can still make mortals feel extreme panic." He boasted.

"Then I will let them regain their courage." Gong Qiying’s voice came again.

In this dark environment, Leon saw many things.

He seemed to return to the most helpless moments of the past, where fantasies of his sister and father, and every fear-inducing family nightmare constantly emerged from the darkness, leaving him powerless, reverting him back to the oppressed weakling he used to be.

But, the light and heat at this moment broke through the darkness, spreading to him, a bonfire often seen during adventures appeared before him.

Crackling sounds came from the burning firewood, the flickering flames reflecting in his eyes, covering the illusions brought by the dark.

Defeating the Molten Furnace Knight, overcoming the Lion Ape, challenging the Fran Undead Team, triumphing over Overlord Wonier, hunting Tomb King Nite...

The memories of adventure made him regain his strength and confidence, and at the end of each memory, there was always a bonfire welcoming his arrival.

He and his partners, along with countless unknown adventurers, would rest and set off daily by the bonfire. At rest, the bonfire represented the most reassuring rest, and when departing...

The burning flames, just like the courage ignited when exploring the unknown!

"Ah!"

Leon instantly opened his eyes. He regained light, and the world in front of him returned to vibrant and colorful.

He showed a puzzled expression, wondering how he suddenly feared the darkness and then got inspired by the appearing bonfire?

But the next moment, he no longer dwelled on what happened to him, since the spectacle before him captivated him even more.

The blazing fire enveloped them, the unmatched heat providing extreme reassurance, like a child rushing into a father’s arms—vast, warm, safe.

This wasn’t what truly captivated him; his gaze remained fixed above.

Behind Viskasa, there were rolling black clouds covering half of the sky. The entire world plunged into cold, lightless hell, even the once-sacred Capital appeared gloom-ridden. The darkness enveloping him seemed ready to devour the world.

But opposing him.

Was the crimson fire nearly burning the other half of the sky!

No matter if it was black clouds or coldness, they were scorched to nothing. This sky, made of fire clouds and firewood as heavens, extended endlessly into the distance. Perhaps it covered the entire world; it might have become a giant bonfire.

And beneath this burning sky, the flames were united.

An imposing figure familiar to all adventurers stood tall upon the earth, Leon involuntarily scanned him up and down, the golden crown, the awe-inspiring Great Sword, the majestic armored presence, the dense grey-white beard, and the full, muscular form...

He couldn’t help but mutter to himself:

"It’s exactly like the statue."

[Sunshine King Gwyn]

He descended here, appearing just like the statue in Yanor Londo, identical to the image from the Ancient Dragon War!

Leon flew in the sky, Gwyn stood on the ground, but looking at him, Leon felt he was in absolute awe.

This was the Gwyn he wanted to see in the Initial Firestove!

Whether in appearance, spirit, dignity, or power, it was just like he imagined, even stronger; this was undoubtedly the Divine King!

"Mr. Elo, should we still..." Despite great reluctance, he said to the freshly awakened Elo: "Move farther away."