Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Chapter 38 Large Team Attack Dungeon

The old priest in the cathedral of Noren City was still sleeping soundly, while in the distant Veratis, in a magnificent cathedral, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

Kerko didn't know that what the old man wanted was not the magic blueprint of [Ability Enhancement·Modification]. Everything the old man did was for a plan.

"Just a blueprint of super-level magic has already made you so moved. You are so ugly and petty, and you actually want to be protected by me. It's ridiculous."

"Such a pathetic country has no need to survive."

"But they still have one thing that deserves praise. They did a good job of forgetting their principles when they saw the benefits and repaying kindness with enmity. Otherwise, Lord Mis's plan to leave Norn City in despair and become an adventurer would not have been realized so smoothly."

"Lord Miss, please hate them as much as you can. In their pursuit, discard such lowly things as emotions. Only in this way can the great resurrection of the master be achieved, and we ants can be saved."

The kindness on the old man's face had long gone, and there was no life in his withered eyes. Distortion occupied his entire being.

At this time, the space in front of the old man began to fluctuate. After the magic power dissipated, a tall, beautiful and mature woman appeared out of thin air. She was wearing a strange robe, holding an ancient magic wand, and had an expressionless face.

This woman was an old acquaintance of Miss. The last time they met, the woman almost used super-level magic to fry Miss in order to take Licia away.

"Michelle, please put away that disgusting expression of yours." The woman's words were full of disgust.

The old man was not angry at the woman's impoliteness. Instead, he became solemn and asked, "Sain, how is Lishia's teaching going?"

The woman called Saiyin snorted coldly, "My daughter, I can teach her myself, so you don't need to bother me. Don't forget, old man, you are only the last one in the class, and you are not qualified to tell me what to do."

Michelle's expression remained unchanged as she bowed her head and apologized, "I don't know why you came this time, Mr. Second."

Sayin sat on the archbishop's throne, picked up the important paper on the table, wiped the wand in his hand, and said, "Give Raymond back to me."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the humble Michelle's eyes. "Now is not the right time. The plan is only halfway implemented. Are you going to disobey the master's order?"

Saiyin's eyes suddenly became stern and his expression became gloomy. "How dare you question my loyalty to my master?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the flow of magic power became chaotic.

"In the previous plan, we only needed to capture Licia in front of Lady Miss, but you used super-level magic privately. Just based on this point, I can suspect you." Michelle was angry and his tone was very tough.

In contrast, Sayin seemed nonchalant. "I was careful not to hurt that lord. Old man, don't think that you are the only one who is loyal to your master. Hurry up, if you don't hand over Raymond today, I will tear down your cathedral!"

Before he could finish his words, the pillar behind Michelle collapsed with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.

Finally, Michelle gave in and said, "I dare not. Since the Deputy Master has said so, I will do as you say."

He took out a small crystal coffin from his sleeve and handed it to Saiyin.

After seeing clearly who was in the coffin, Saiyin disappeared from Michelle's seat.

Looking at the empty seat, Michelle's face darkened, "Stinky woman, young but with a bad temper."

As a member of the [Servant], Michelle had to admit that Sayin, who was in his early forties, was much stronger than himself who was over a thousand years old.

But in terms of loyalty to his master, Michelle believes that he is no less loyal than anyone else.

This is why the "Master" they referred to would entrust him with the crucial resurrection plan.

"I arranged for Raymond and Licia to disappear, and instigated the kingdom to hunt down Lord Miss. All of this was accomplished successfully."

"The next step is to make Master Mis gradually stronger and wait for an opportunity to become the Demon King. As long as Master Mis can become the Demon King, even if Master Cross's path ends in failure, it will be the Master's victory in the end."

After all, that most primitive approach always ends in failure.

The hunchbacked old man laughed again. After a thousand years, the winner was finally decided.

. . . . .

Mag Town Dungeon, Second Floor.

While immersing herself in the life of an adventurer, Miss sensed an ominous magical force.

A strange magic circle lit up at the same time under his and Sylvia's feet.

"What are you doing?" Sylvia thought it was a prank by Miss.

Miss frowned, "Is this... teleportation magic?"

The next second, the two of them disappeared at the same time.

When Miss opened his eyes again, he found himself and Sylvia standing in the crowd.

Through the conversations with the people around them, they learned that all the adventurers in the dungeon were teleported here.

Miss also found the little yellow-haired Cassius and the people from the [Cold-Blooded and Sharp-Teeth] guild in the crowd.

Even the drunkard Ron is here. Has he finally found his conscience?

And here is the last floor of the dungeon, the fifth floor.

Suddenly, the huge stone door in front of everyone slowly opened with a deafening sound.

A man covered in blood and missing half a leg, with a look of fear on his face, crawled out of the door, leaving a twisted bloodstain wherever he passed.

Looking inside the door, a minotaur stone statue with a giant battle axe as big as a mountain stood in the room, and the huge stone axe was covered in blood.

The ground was littered with human remains and pools of scarlet blood.

"It's Timothy, the leader of the [Satan's Nightmare] guild!"

"They woke the lord?"

"Idiot, Kurt said there's something wrong with the boss on the fifth floor, don't get close to it, now you've killed all your teammates."

Just as everyone was talking, a gargoyle landed in front of them, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Attention all challengers, the first team of challengers has voluntarily given up the challenge. Please ask the second team of challengers to quickly enter the Lord's room. If no challengers enter within a certain period of time, the Lord will enter a violent state in advance and hunt down all challengers. The Lord is repairing himself..."

After listening to the gargoyle's reading of the rules, everyone fell into deep thought.

"What do you mean?"

"Does it have to be a challenger to go in?"

"I'm only E-level. This has nothing to do with me. I want to get out. Let me out!"

Mith carefully analyzed the gargoyle's words and came to a conclusion.

This is a large-scale team dungeon where you will die if you don’t pass it.

Only by killing the lord can they leave alive.

"This is a BOSS that needs everyone in the dungeon to defeat. If this lord doesn't die today, all of us here will die."

A voice interrupted everyone's discussion, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice. It was the president of the [Cold-Blooded and Sharp-Teeth] Guild, Kurt.

"I'm sorry that my previous vagueness has caused everyone to be trapped here." Kurt bent down 90 degrees and apologized to everyone.

The members of [Cold-Blooded Sharp Teeth] also followed the president's example and bowed.

Then Kurt walked into the stone gate alone, "I will take responsibility."

The other members of the [Cold-Blooded and Sharp-Teeth] guild then came to their leader.

They have to do what they think is right.

"Luckily, we have Kurt and the others here. Otherwise, even if there were more E-classes, we would definitely die here."

"【Cold-Blooded Sharp Teeth】 is the ace guild of Mag Town. We are not afraid of them. Let's witness the first kill of the fifth floor BOSS together."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I thought I was going to die."

With a loud bang, the stone door closed.

The gargoyle spoke again, "The second team of challengers begins the challenge, the lord stops repairing himself..."

That's it.

Is this really okay?

Miss looked around and found that there were many rooms. Since this was a large group copy, he couldn't let one team take charge while the others watched.

It shouldn't be that simple.

"Hey, little blackie, look, isn't that your purse?"

Miss looked in the direction of Sylvia's finger, and saw a rat-shaped monster holding his small green coconut wallet in its mouth, running deeper into the room.

"What a thief!"

Miss and Sylvia followed the little mouse into another room.

Shushu, you are going to suffer.