Most of the dignity of God is built on the unknown, and in some religions, God only further rules his followers with terror.
When 'unknowable' becomes' known ', the sense of fear naturally diminishes to half. From the past, the unknown has been the thing that humans fear the most, which is also the reason why some people are afraid of darkness. When the insurmountable gap between humans and gods is broken, the so-called reverence no longer exists.
If I eliminate the name of the sun god Apollo from my mind. When I first saw him, he was just a powerful blonde handsome guy. As long as he is not an enemy, he can naturally establish good friendships.
Ultimately, all of this is just an illusion brought about by ignorance. Alas~No wonder the dungeon would face the gods with this attitude. Because they are just equivalent to a lord with vast land, a king with great power... that's all, not a distant and inviolable existence.
This reminds me of a sentence that King Yanluo once said yesterday: God? Isn't it also a part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Apollo also said: He never believed that he had any responsibility towards humanity. It's just that when humans pray, they will respond according to the situation.
What else can I say? Can only weakly smile. When a country's problems arise frequently, the king is dutiful and has no reason to shirk responsibility. The problem god is not a king.
I still remember when he angrily said, "If he really should be responsible, anyone who goes astray will not have the right to live.". The first group to be slaughtered were a group of people named "authors", who used their names indiscriminately and trampled on their dignity to the extreme; The second one is the leaders of various religious groups, because this group of people who were born together but mistakenly believe that being close to God is qualified to represent God in exercising and enjoying everything that God should have; The third one is the person who does evil
Apollo said a lot, and I could only laugh beside him from beginning to end.
Sigh~Ignorance is happy, but it also makes people feel scared. How many things in this world have two opposing positions.
In my wild thoughts, the second floor has already arrived.
In front of me is a corridor leading to a place emitting a golden aura. That is a place where countless treasures are piled up, it is also a dragon's den, and it is a gateway directly to hell.
I looked around, looking for a better spot to peek at. It's false to say that you're not interested in the strongest creatures on the mainland. Of course, I still hope to have a chance to take a look. People are very strange creatures, and when they cannot threaten themselves, fear changes its name to curiosity.
The Night Demon Hero has already humbly advanced towards the other end of the corridor, it seems that this fearless man still knows the interests of the Red Dragon.
Hide yourself and peek into the corridor. And Jina leaned against the rock where we were hiding, closing her eyes and ignoring everything from the outside world.
A huge red dragon figure was right in front of me, but... it was a bit different from what I had imagined.
Although the body is quite large, the old appearance that has already appeared cannot be hidden. Lying lazily in the middle of gold, silver, and jewelry, a pair of wings that could be said to have begun to shrink were weakly spread out on their backs. Even many parts of the body are covered in spider webs, such as the tail, hind legs, and so on, which seem like they haven't been moved for hundreds of years. It can be said that apart from Da and Lao, there is no sense of authority that can threaten people.
But there is one place that extremely catches my attention. The left forelimb of the Red Dragon is holding an iron chain, and at the other end of the chain is a beautiful woman who is even more prominent than the surrounding treasures. A body with brown hair and Yao stripes, paired with clothes made of very little fabric, if that can be considered clothing. Phoenix eyed willow eyebrows paired with a cherry mouth, a crispy chest and waist, and a delicate white skin.
If the beauty of many women in the dungeon can still be imagined by me, then the one in front of me, her beauty is beyond my imagination. Only the Shadow Clan seen on the 21st floor are qualified to compete with it. But why is she in such a place? The collar around her neck was more like declaring her as the possession of the Red Dragon.
There was still a long distance between the Night Demon Hero and the Red Dragon, so he stopped and said his intention. I saw Red Dragon's drooping right eyelids barely open a little, then close them again. With a slight movement of her fingers with yellowed nails, she moved the iron chain in her hand, and the locked woman replaced Red Dragon in conversation with the Night Demon Hero.
From the conversation between the two, I can clearly see that the Night Demon Warrior's tone of voice is becoming increasingly carefree. It seems that I once again misjudged this man. As long as he was certain that the other person did not pose an immediate threat to him, his original personality would reappear.
When they were talking and looking in our direction, I was startled to realize that something was wrong.
The Night Demon walked over, and I could probably guess what he was going to talk about.
Stopping and looking at us still crouching by the rock, half hiding our bodies, the Night Demon Hero smiled and said simply, "Anxia, Old Red wants you to go over."
My companions and I looked at each other, but Jina had already stepped out of the rock and said, "Don't worry! Since Old Red said he wants everyone to go, it's not malicious."
It's quite rare for Jina to say so much. It seems that as she said, as long as you are careful not to anger the Red Dragon, you should be able to get a closer position to see the strongest creature on the continent... Hmm~It's still only scary when it's big and old
The group gently walked into the dragon's den. The shimmering figure of the jewelry almost blinded us, and the amount of treasure inside was unimaginable.
"Kikyu, I brought them all in," the Night Demon pointed at us and said to the woman who was locked in. From the words of Night Demon, I guess she should be called "Kikyu".
By the way' Hyacinth is also the name of a plant. The naming rules in dungeons are not completely chaotic, there are still more normal names like this. I remember that both "Kikyo" and "hyacinth" are plants that can bloom small flowers, but when they are in large numbers, they are both very beautiful. Is it meaningful for them to use such plants to represent themselves? But few people are willing to talk about these things, especially the people of the dungeon.
Lying horizontally on the skin of a tiger, this beautiful woman has already amazed me when viewed from a distance, but when viewed up close... Oh! Nasal bleeding... simply covering important parts can almost be considered as a naked figure, and it's not until now that I believe in the saying 'women are made with water'. I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the three women next to me... then shake my head again.
Oh! Being treated with an elbow by Lehua, it seems she guessed my thoughts... My stomach hurts so much
"That white wizard," the teasing roll call instantly stiffened Lehua's body, "could you please take a few steps forward?"
Then came an incongruous scene of walking forward with the same hands and feet, which made me want to laugh a bit. But when I asked Lehua to do such a move, I couldn't laugh at the meaning behind it. Even a slight sense of fear climbed up my heart.
My stiff body stood still. It's been a while since I've seen Lehua's tense expression, and it made me nervous as well. After all, we are not facing any wealthy lords or small city lords, but a red dragon. No matter how old it looks in front of me, the terror brought by the term "red dragon" is not weaker than that of "black sheep". The factor that makes people feel scared is still deeply rooted in my heart. It's like no matter how friendly the sun god Apollo is, the term 'sun god' still brings me a bit unnatural.
"Move forward a bit more." Lehua took a few more steps forward following the instructions from Jiejie. The deadly breath of Red Dragon had already brushed against Lehua's body, and the hem of the white robe swayed slightly with Red Dragon's breath.
"Ah~!" Lehua screamed and fell to the ground, because just now Honglong extended his tongue and licked her. I witnessed what happened, but I didn't know how to handle it properly.
I saw Red Dragon still with his eyes closed, his mouth curved upwards, revealing a smug smile after a prank. It seems that the situation is not so dangerous, but one of the parties involved, Lehua, seems to be still trapped in the fear just now.
I took a few steps forward to help her up, and the Red Dragon shook its hand again, attracting me with its iron smelting movements. Kikyu smiled and said to us, "Old Red is in a good mood and willing to let her pick something from here to take away."
"It... just..." Lehua seemed to have not returned to normal yet, speaking in a confused manner.
But the Night Demon has already walked behind us and crouched down. He whispered in Lehua's ear, "Do you think Old Red likes you, or is he hungry?" The simple question startled Lehua again, and he turned around and hugged me tightly. I can understand her current mood, only gently patting her back to soothe her.
And the Night Demon Hero seemed very satisfied with his achievements, but when the Red Dragon's breath blew on him, his expression was also a bit different. Taking a big step back, the Night Demon Warrior stuttered and said, "Yes... yes... I can't... I was... wrong."
"Hehehehe~" A soft laugh came from Kikyo, who pointed to the nearby pile of gold. "Night Demon, look for what you need over there."
With a relieved speech, the Night Demon Warrior immediately ran to the place instructed by Kikyu to search for it.
And the mood of Lehua in my arms gradually calmed down, at least holding my hand relaxed a bit. She stole a glance at Kikyo behind her, and when they met, they were so scared that they withdrew back into my arms. I could only reluctantly give a bitter smile to Kikyu.
I chuckled a few more times and looked dumbfounded. I never thought a girl's smile could be so charming, no wonder ancient kings were willing to do many foolish things with a beautiful smile.
When those blue eyes stared at me with a puzzled gaze, I finally regained my senses. After seeing me regain consciousness, Kikyo smiled and instructed, "There are some small ornaments, earrings, and rings at the back. There are also some that have good magical properties. There are weapons and canes left behind by some intruders. Some of them are set with gemstones or have enhanced magic. If you are interested, you can also take a look."
I followed the instructions and asked why there were no armor or magic robes, etc.
"Because Old Red is not used to peeling shrimp shells when eating shrimp."
Eating shrimp without peeling the shrimp shell? I probably understood the meaning behind this sentence... Lehua, who was still holding me, slowed down for a while before screaming again and hiding in my arms.
Watching her panicked appearance, I, the other two companions, and Kikyu couldn't help but laugh. The perpetrator's red dragon, on the other hand, had a satisfied expression and lay calmly in its own position.
... so heavy! The body of the Night Demon Hero is really not ordinary heavy, especially carrying him through the thirty or so floors of stairs is even more difficult.
All of this should be attributed to Lehua. When her mind stabilized, the first thing she did was pick something from its treasure pile according to Old Red's instructions. I thought she would find a magic gem necklace or a wand, but I didn't expect her to find a meteor hammer from the weapon pile. Although there have been times in history when a highly skilled white wizard used a meteor hammer, and although this meteor hammer is adorned with many gemstones and engraved with many secret texts, it seems to have strong magical properties. However, it was unexpected that its purpose was... to defeat the Night Demon Hero
Alas~On the second day after arriving in the dungeon, her image as a lady was completely destroyed. I can now quite understand why King Yanluo likes to come to the dungeon because he can relax his mind. However, this is also too relaxing.
Angry and following behind Jina, who was leading the way, Lehua didn't say a word. I don't know what to say or do as the meteor hammer in her hand sways and sways.
As for whether the Night Demon Hero really fainted to the point where I needed to carry it? I'm not quite sure about this.
I originally guessed that he wasn't unconscious, so I used words to test him and successfully deceived him into speaking. Unexpectedly, the meteor hammer flew over again in the first moment. Now blood has dripped onto my shoulder, and I really can't, nor can I bear to confirm once again whether the Night Demon Hero has really fainted.
Under the leadership of Jina, we arrived at a large sacrificial hall. The outer perimeter of the sacrificial hall is a circle of small tables separated by red cloth, each of which is adorned with different magical tools. The entire sacrificial hall is filled with a strange atmosphere and a wonderful sense of balance.
The vegetable fields inside are cleaning the floor. As soon as she saw us, she greeted us with her usual cheerful tone, "Hi~! You're coming so soon. Huh~? What's wrong with the Night Demon?"
I shook my head and smiled bitterly, wondering how to answer the question about the vegetable field. And Jina set aside the golden sacrificial vessel and began to help with the cleaning work.
Seeing the magic circle on the ground that was only half clear, I recalled the reason why I abandoned magic and did not practice it. Depicting dense ancient texts, circles wrap around them. For a formal magic circle, it no longer only has magical effects, but also has artistic value inside.
What is this magic circle used for? I asked.
"Ah~A while ago, I was planning to invite Apollo to come and use it. While checking the text, Apollo himself had already arrived in the dungeon. Today, the Great Demon King is going to use this place for his wedding, so I quickly came over to clear the scene."
Originally used to summon gods, no wonder it's so complicated. Looking at the remaining part, the level of precision made me deeply feel that giving up magic was the right decision in the beginning. I asked, how long have you been preparing for this magic circle?
"It's been three or four days now, it hasn't been long since I just finished drawing it. It usually takes about three days to draw a magic circle, and it's common to spend about ten days doing inspections."
The two wizards beside them both nodded with a sympathetic expression, as if they could also appreciate the hardships involved. I remember they once told me that the higher the level of magic preparation work, the more careful and attentive it is, and any small mistake can be fatal. For a long time, simplifying magic programs has also been an important topic in the field of magic and deception. But if time permits, it is safer to try to be fully prepared. After all, the power of magic erosion cannot be underestimated, and many injuries in history have been caused by losing control.
Let go of the Night Demon Warrior, and a few companions and I are also helping. As I wiped the floor, I asked, do you all draw magic circles when you need them?
"Yes, because there is only one altar in the sacrificial hall, and the space on the 33rd floor is not large. Just offering each deity's artifacts in the sacrificial hall can cause serious interference with each other's power. If each deity sets up an altar, the city will be in chaos."
Think about it, this is also correct. Although it seems that the gods themselves are no longer prone to disputes, the interdependence of attributes is not easy to resolve.
While working and chatting, a group of goblins walked in. Seeing us simply greeting each other, we began the assigned work.
After clearing the magic circle, we will leave the rest to the goblins. I saw that they were setting up a hanging scaffold, and I could only sigh lightly before temporarily leaving to rest. And Jina and Caitian also returned to their residence, preparing the robe for the ritual and doing the work of unifying the spirit. Because this wedding witnessed by the "gods" was actually just represented by these witches. As for the Night Demon, he still collapsed on the side.
Leaning back in the chair, I enjoyed the moment of rest, but my mind was thinking rapidly. I have a vague plan in my heart to live in the dungeon for a long time. As the King of Hell said, staying in the dungeon is a very easy thing. But I also feel that there is still a place that is out of place with me. Where is it? This is the second time I have raised such a question.
The number of people gathered is not as large as the one who attended the banquet last night, but if the kind of riot last night happens again, I think the destructive power should not diminish.
It is obvious that less bloodthirsty races such as the White Fairy Clan, Mountain Pig People, Dwarves, etc. have only sent a few representatives. On the contrary, races like ogres and goblins tend to attract a larger number of people, perhaps due to the fact that they are looking at the warriors standing on the hanging platform.