Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1533: Chapter 937: The King’s Soul Divided, Part 2

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three giant dragons fell one after another to the ground. Even in their human form, their impact still made the crystal cave tremble slightly.

The people who felt the tremor quickly looked up towards the cave entrance, fearing that the vibration might cause the crystals above to crash down.

To their relief, the magic quality developed by Hades was quite excellent. Those crystals, almost solidified into pillars, were firmly attached to the rock walls without any sign of falling.

Seeing this, Hades, who was already completely drained, showed a look in his eyes full of the emotion "it was worth it."

The White Dragon Heiss was dissipating, with more than half of its body turned to ash and scattering in all directions.

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Fingerley was about to say "We succeeded," but shut his mouth as soon as he got out the word, knowing that saying such things was taboo.

Just in case saying it would cause the White Dragon Heiss to suddenly rebound with strength, making him the sinner to blame.

"We did it!"

Maru suddenly yelled, startling Fingerley and making his eyes widen in shock.

Weren’t you the one who just scolded me not to say similar things!

However, even with Maru shouting now, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Because the White Dragon Heiss could no longer have any miraculous returns. Its head had already turned to ash and vanished, and in a few seconds, the pressure-exerting white dragon controlling the crystals also completely disintegrated into ash, leaving only the crystal pillar embedded in the rock wall.

And a slowly brightening flame from where it had disappeared.

If people’s eyes weren’t mistaken, then the name of that flame could be confirmed.

It was the King’s Soul! The other half of Gwyn’s King’s Soul!

Seeing the King’s Soul appear in front of them, this battle could finally reach its conclusion.

"We did it!" Fingerley no longer suppressed himself and shouted loudly, only to suddenly cough up blood halfway through.

Holding the magic horn, he moved quickly on the battlefield, being subjected to such a level of magic sound from close range resulted in internal injuries much worse than external ones, and the excitement made the injuries worse.

In the past, adventurers who achieved hard-won victories in battle would excitedly follow him to shout "We did it" and celebrate the triumph.

But this time the scene was relatively quiet, even eerily silent as no cheers echoed back at Fingerley’s shout, almost making him think they had lost.

It wasn’t that people didn’t want to celebrate the hard-fought victory, mainly that they didn’t have the energy to do so now.

Only Marodru and Tal, who did not get a chance to participate in the main battlefield, still retained the strength to act, running around at the moment helping the wounded.

The magic professors collectively lay supine due to magical exhaustion, barely distinguishable from mummies except for still breathing.

The dragons straightforwardly fell into a coma, their bodies in a chaotic mess from the previous furious battle, leaving Drew unsure where to begin treatment.

Meanwhile, Gapar was in relatively good shape, apart from some overused magic power; the cause was just miscalculating the terrifying magic drain of the Moonlight Greatsword’s combat skill.

When he realized the Moonlight Wave consumed as much magic power as multiple Famous Blade Moon Concealment skills it was too late, and he had already launched a bunch.

"Today is worth celebrating," Gapar returned the almost damaged Tomb King Sword to Leon, patting him, who was on his knees from overusing the Ring Capture, "The glory belongs to each of you."

"And the teacher deserves a share too." Leon forced a smile.

The larger the difference between the target and the user of Ring Capture, the more stamina it consumes. Those few uses against the White Dragon Heiss alone drained Leon’s strength.

In such circumstances, he only wished he could have a Left Bow Set like Steeran’s, so he wouldn’t appear so pitiful now.

Gapar took out a Healing Potion and handed it to Leon, then stood up and walked towards the King’s Soul.

[The King’s Soul Obtained]

[The king’s soul held by the Scaleless Ancient Dragon White Dragon Heiss, this is a part of the king’s soul found at the dawn of the Age of Fire]

[The White Dragon Heiss betrayed the ancient dragons and joined Gwyn’s faction. Upon being granted the title of Duke, he received this half of the soul]

[Even though it’s only a partial soul, it’s still enough to fill a Royal Artifact]

Though the King’s Soul held by the White Dragon Heiss supposedly shares the same origin as the Four Kings of Little Longdu, this King’s Soul seems brighter than that of the Four Kings of Little Longdu, its flickering flame exuding an endless sense of vitality.

Naturally, it emitted a strong allure towards Gapar as he approached, making one want to reach out and clutch the King’s Soul tightly while murmuring, "My precious."

But Gapar only dazed for a moment before vigorously shaking his head, snapping himself out of the attraction.

Without a Royal Artifact, he knew he couldn’t do anything with this King’s Soul, so he turned and dragged Fingerley over.

"Then I’ll keep it here for the time being? If anyone needs it, come to find me at any time, I’ll definitely transfer it to you."