Who Designed This Un Chapter 173 - 160 Our Family Has Declined

Chapter 173: Chapter 160 Our Family Has Declined

"Drip"

The sound of water droplets foreshadowed the division between two worlds.

Before Luluwo’s eyes, the scene suddenly changed, revealing a forest under the setting sun, a small path running through it, and a wrecked carriage beside the path.

Though this was her first encounter with this path, its na inexplicably surfaced in her mind, seeming to be called...

"Old Road?"

As she pondered in confusion, a mory that shouldn’t exist suddenly appeared in her mind.

Her eyes sparkled with a dark pink hue, recognizable by any Magician present as high-quality Hypnosis Magic.

Do not associate it with sothing filthy; the primary use of hypnosis magic is to cleanse the soul and alter people’s cognitions.

Combined with the rules of Sain Dungeon, the brainwashing effect would shine even more brilliantly, more potent than an ultra skilled athlete known for his fast dodges.

"Our family has fallen into decline..."

Muttered Luluwo, she turned to look behind her, her four companions, Berto, Mila, Asam, and Em, were all here, but their expressions seed vacant.

"Right, I was supposed to inherit the family estate with everyone, but the carriage is broken."

"So we have to walk there, luckily it’s not a far journey."

"My ancestors were truly great, leaving

an estate sufficient to live comfortably; I can live a superior life."

A voice in her head claid, and she believed it to be true. She walked towards the small town with her family’s estate, her deanor almost that of a true noble.

The letter from her ancestor ntioned countless assets in the town, including a large manor, an exciting prospect.

She planned to fill the manor with blossoms, hiring Magicians to keep the flowers vibrant all year round, and mobilize farrs to cultivate more crops, ensuring plenty of food and drink forever.

Reportedly, the town was near the sea. She pictured herself fishing leisurely and bonding with the townspeople, becoming a Lord beloved as a parent.

Once she accumulated imnse wealth and reputation, she wanted to rena the town to sothing more elegant. If it were up to her to choose a na...

How about Stardew Valley?

Bro thought she was playing a managent simulation ga, but unfortunately—

"What is ’Dark Dungeon’?"

Not long after, when Luluwo and her companions finally settled in the manor, they received a report from the butler.

"What do you an there’s evil lurking beneath the town, and monsters are approaching my domain?"

When she and her friends first encountered the deford Fishn crawling out of the sea, her mind trembled.

Wasn’t I here to manage a manor? Why am I fighting monsters?

When she snapped back to reality, she found herself entering the dungeon with her friends and the recruited warriors, engaging in a fierce battle against various twisted monsters.

What the hell is going on?

These monsters are not only revolting in appearance but also carry intense ntal contamination; the slightest lapse in attention could expose one to unspeakable sights or sounds.

One must constantly maintain a light source; the mont a torch goes out, all sorts of eerie events start occurring.

She witnessed how Berto, after spending too long in the dark, succumbed to depression and committed suicide.

She saw Mila develop a weird habit during a fight with a monster; not only did she self-harm but also refused the Priest’s healing, eventually bleeding to death.

She watched as Ais developed a peculiar need to seek won to relieve stress but soon after, he acquired a perversion known as Heavy Taste, getting rejected by all won which eventually crushed him under the pressure, rendering him useless.

rely days upon arriving at this small town, her companions either died or were devastated, leaving her a lone survivor.

What the hell is this situation?

An innate sixth sense made her feel uneasy about everything around her; why doesn’t anyone resurrect after dying? We clearly brought Teleportation Water—

A pink light flashed across her eyes, and she muttered to herself: "What is a Teleportation Crystal? Such a strange term."

People can’t co back to life once they die; that’s the real truth.

The monsters in the Dungeon are beyond imagination; sentient skeletons, mutated flesh, madn worshipping the Evil God, and all sorts of bizarre entities.

One must not dwell on the past, it leads to madness.

She always manages to turn the tides in her favor during Dungeon explorations, escaping alone even when all her teammates perish.

Luluwo’s surna is "Chris," a fortune teller told her it was a lucky surna, perhaps her ancestors are really protecting her.

She alone cannot stand against the dark creatures in the Dungeon, but luckily, every day various warriors continuously arrive at this small town in carts, becoming new fodder.

Her supply of warriors is inexhaustible!

Sotis Luluwo wonders what is so good about this dilapidated, monster-infested town that so many rush to co here?

But usually, a flash of pink crosses her vision, and then she happily goes off to battle the Dungeon.

Ti passes, and she has been in town so long that she has grown accustod to its filthiness and stench.

She feels almost fused with this bleak town.

She seems to have developed a peculiarity herself; every dead warrior appears in her mind, and conversing with them reminds her of their manner of death, driving her towards a ntal breakdown.

Yet, even so, under her leadership, a strong and capable team slowly forms.

It includes reford bandits, knights who follow the Holy Light, leprosy-stricken swordsn, and all sorts of eccentric individuals.

Today was supposed to be a routine exploration, but the mont they entered the Dungeon, she suddenly felt a chill, as if this exploration would not be an ordinary one.

They prepared ample torches, potions, and food, and wore ancient amulets; under the glow of the torches, the darkness could hide nothing, and they were invincible.

Luluwo was counting the supplies in her backpack, constantly feeling as if she was mysteriously losing items recently; she already suspected soone, that guy nad Leonard.

She definitely needs to confront him once this is over!

However, the exploration did not go smoothly; the torches burned out quickly, the wounded warriors buckled under pressure, and the monsters in the darkness grew stronger.

Could this end in another total wipeout?

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw sothing appear ahead on the road... Could it be called an altar?

["Limp Walker" Altar]

[The sacrifice of fire is the beginning of destruction! If you crave the power of the void, offer a torch!]

The altar flickered with a crimson color, looking quite sinister and ominous, sothing a normal person would know not to touch haphazardly.

But...

Luluwo glanced back at the warriors behind her, now weak and feeble, and decided to take a gamble.

What if they could gain power? Perhaps it could solve their predicant!

This might also count as a shortcut!

With only a handful of torches left in the group, she offered one to the altar and silently prayed for a miracle to occur.

[A terrifying figure erged from the darkness!]

[Behold, the endless malice among the stars!]

"Ugh!"

It was another twisted monster, its dark purple body covered with thorny tentacles, emitting a foul stench, and its body structure making it more suitable for crawling.

[Limp Walker], that was the na of the monster.

As it appeared, the pressure on everyone drastically increased. Luluwo once again made the wrong choice, and her companions paid the price.

Huh, why say "once again"?

Maybe the Hypnosis Magic was gradually wearing off, or perhaps her diminishing spiritual power suddenly spiked, but she began to recall so things.

The Limp Walker summoned derivatives that pounced towards her, yet she was still imrsed in her echoes.

Wasn’t I... exploring the Sain Dungeon with my companions?

Why am I fighting in the Dark Dungeon now?

The mont she realized this issue, the world in front of her shattered like a mirror!

Right now would be a perfect transition to Dragon Rider’s OP!

An endless fatigue invaded her mind, her spiritual power instantly drained to near depletion, teetering on the brink of danger.

The place where Luluwo was now... was indeed on a small path behind the Death Knight BOSS room.

What about the Old Road? The town? The Dungeon? Could all that have been an illusion?

She hurriedly looked behind her, only to see Berto and the others standing dazed as if caught in an illusion.

Each person had entered their own Illusion Realm.

"Quick, wake up, this is a trap!"

Just as Luluwo was about to shake everyone awake, a bizarre sound ca from behind.

"No way..."

She twisted her head in disbelief, only to see at the end of the road, a huge figure slowly crawling towards them.

It was the Limp Walker!

At the sight of this monster, Luluwo’s mind went blank, and she muttered to herself, "Wasn’t what I just saw supposed to be an illusion?"

Her experiences living in the town might have been illusions, but the Limp Walker was indeed a real entity!

The rules of this hidden path:

Hold the torch upright, and nothing will happen. This path is a shortcut to the Death Ritual Bird.

But if you ignore the advice and neither hold up a torch nor create a fire in another way, those not illuminated by firelight will be sent into a real illusion, experiencing sothing akin to the "Dark Dungeon" plot.

The hints were so clear, no one would actually ignore them, right?

Gong Qiying planned to implent sothing similar in a certain level of the Val Underworld, but was unsure how to design it, so they used the form of an illusion to see how adventurers would react.

Of course, the implentation would be about gaplay, not directly copying the plot, as otherworld considerations apply.

Those in the illusion will continuously have their spiritual power drained until it nearly runs out, at which point they will encounter the Limp Walker altar.

Whether they sacrifice or ignore it, afterwards they will return to reality, but if they did sacrifice a torch...

A real Limp Walker would actually be spawned in the real world.

This is a pure trap, with no benefits at all, just the designer’s malevolence.

"Good thing there’s only one."

Although her head was killing her, Luluwo still decided to fight. Adventurers can’t flee from a battle.

The Limp Walker roared, iron chains extending from beneath Luluwo’s cloak, the battle about to comnce.

"Ugh!"

Another roar, and to Luluwo’s shocked expression, a second Limp Walker appeared out of nowhere.

Two...

Just two, I can still fight them!

Then ca the third, the fourth, the fifth.

A total of five Limp Walkers surrounded Luluwo in a ghastly circle, emitting eerie roars.

This ant every single mber of the New Strategy Group had chosen to offer a torch!

"...Heh."

Luluwo let out a dry laugh, her smile crumbling.

Why do we always have to be so foolish?