You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

[Experience Reward: 14522]

[Rank of E-level dungeon: 311]

Clearance rate: 0%

I learned about the current situation of the heretical prison from Carolina's lord's ring.

"It's currently in maintenance."

Carolina looked excited.

Although this result is not as strong as Black Whisper Cave, it is already quite excellent compared to other E-level dungeons.

Carolina originally intended to give Ron some experience as a reward.

"Here's what we'll do. I'll be serving as a BOSS in the Black Language Cave for the time being, so I won't be able to gain any more experience. To avoid my level getting too high, you can save it for me."

Ron did not refuse.

"Okay, I'll store it in the crystal ball for you."

Carolina deliberately left Ron with 20%, approximately 2900 experience points, while she and the monsters kept the rest of the experience and money.

Ron didn't make any major changes to the heretical prison.

We have 3 LV2 affixes left, so we'll use them on the Heretic Prison.

View the three LV2 entries.

[Slippery Dignity LV2: Each time attacked, there is a 33% chance to slip 10 feet to the ground and slide into the enemy's back row. A bunch of smooth slime falls from your body upon slipping, causing nearby enemies to register "failure to stand."]

【Noble Demeanor LV2: The equipped unit will stop and bow once every foot it moves. During this time, it gains "Physical damage reduction +90%" but its movement speed is reduced by 90%. If someone interrupts its bowing, it will be marked as "Disrespectful" and suffer reflected damage.】

[My Skin is Just an Outerwear LV2: Whenever I take damage, there is a 25% chance that I will shed a layer of rotting skin to disguise myself as a "normal human NPC" and enter a "civilized speech" state (say to the enemy, "Hello, have you seen my head?"). If the enemy does not respond, they will be marked as a "communication failure" and will be forcibly attacked by their teammates.]

Whether they're useful or not, only these three terms remain.

Ron looked at it and then stuck my skin-like coat onto the rotten flesh of Gluck.

[Entry fusion gives birth to new species]

【The Pretender Gluck】

Then they continued to attach the image of "noble and slow" to Gluck.

[Entry fusion gives birth to new species]

【The Noble Imposter Gluck】

With the last remaining dignity that had slipped away, Ron observed it briefly and placed it on the spider, Siraya.

"This way, the Spore Spider Siraya can slide directly into the back row of adventurers and release the black bacteria by bursting its spider eggs."

After finishing these tasks, Ron gave a reminder.

"Carolina, your dungeon is now under maintenance and you can open it anytime."

Chapter 94 Bacchus's Scheme

Carolina was speechless.

They said the maintenance was finished even though they hadn't done anything.

This guy is so eager to maintain the dungeon for himself, is that the kind of attitude he has?

"you sure?"

"Yes, I'm absolutely certain that you just need to choose a time to reopen the dungeon."

Ron stretched.

"I have to hurry back to Lilith's dungeon to be a mini-boss now. Goodbye."

Carolina saw Ron off with some skepticism.

Looking around at the unchanging underground city.

"Fine, if you're lying to me, I won't let you get away with it."

……

Perkins spent his days in the luxurious apartment that Count Bacchus had rented for him, doing nothing but eating and sleeping.

He spends the rest of his time thinking about his daughter.

"So much time has passed, what exactly does he want from me?"

The longer it dragged on, the more anxious Perkins became.

Ultimately, it was the arrival of his daughter that rekindled his confidence in life.

He is now eager to get things done.

Suddenly the apartment door opened, and Count Bacchus walked in.

Perkins rushed over.

"Can I get started now?"

Count Bacchus looked pleased to see Perkins getting things done quickly.

"Perkins, I've finally seen that genius dungeon designer from back then."

Then he nodded.

"follow me."

I followed Count Bacchus out of the apartment, boarded a low-key carriage, and traveled for an unknown amount of time before getting off at an unfamiliar place.

Looking around, there was a desolate complex of buildings, filled with an aura of death.

This architectural complex appears to be meticulously designed, with each magnificent building's facade adorned with alluring and enchanting figures, seemingly dancing gracefully, captivating the soul.

After glancing at it for a few moments, Perkins suddenly realized something.

"Carnival Maze".

Bacchus looked smug, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.

"Not bad, your memory is quite good. The carnival maze I designed back then was based on the ideas I got from you."

Perkins's facial wound twitched.

"The Carnival Maze you designed after getting the idea from me was just a small D-level dungeon. I never imagined it would become a huge dungeon with an endless area."

Bacchus turned around.

"This is all thanks to you. The Carnival Maze once set an exaggerated record of being open for 20 days without any adventurers clearing it, which allowed me to earn a lot of experience and money. That's how I started to rise to prominence and eventually became a noble count in the underworld."

His smile was sinister, and his tone was strange.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would still be an unknown nobody, trapped in the torrent of D-level dungeons, never able to get ahead, and living my life at the mercy of others."

Perkins didn't say anything.

Then Bacchus suddenly changed the subject.

"I forgot to tell you, your record has been broken."

Perkins wasn't surprised.

"Times are always changing, and designers are always innovating based on the experience of their predecessors to create better dungeons, so breaking this record is not difficult."

However, Bacchus shook his head.

“You’re wrong. Your record was broken just a few days ago, and by a designer who was even younger than you back then.”

Perkins paused for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction.

He still hopes that a better dungeon designer than himself will emerge in the underground world.

Bacchus's face suddenly darkened, and he continued, "His name is Ron, and now he is my enemy. I will defeat him and make him penniless."

He then stared at Perkins.

"Only you can do this, only you, the genius designer."

Perkins felt a little reluctant, but the thought of his daughter made all his resistance disappear.

"So you want me to design an underground city to counter it."

Bacchus gritted his teeth.

“That’s right, but it’s not about designing one underground city, but about designing all the D-level underground cities except for that kid’s D-level underground city.”

The card Perkins is extremely important.

In Bakus's plan, it was a trump card to deal with the other nobles who were not in his camp, including the high lord Balrogs.

However, Perkins had imprisoned himself for many years.

Who knows if the skill level has dropped? We need to find some more capable people to practice with first.

This person was none other than Ron.

Let Perkins defeat Ron first. Through this period of training, Perkins' level should return to its peak, and then he can deal with those nobles.

"Design all the D-level dungeons?"

Perkins looked at Earl Bacchus with surprise.

"But what about those dungeon lords who possess the lord's ring..."

Count Bacchus gave an awkward smile.

“Perkins, you underestimate me, Earl Bacchus. Although I am only an earl, I can tell you clearly that my wealth and my rank are far beyond that of a simple earl.”

At this point, Count Bacchus suddenly removed a black iron bracelet from his wrist.

In an instant, Count Bacchus's goat-like horns began to grow wildly.

It just spun around a few times, and the horns turned blood red.

Perkins looked at Earl Bacchus with a bewildered expression.

"So your level is over 90, not the 70-something level that people are familiar with."