Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 530 - 364: The City Lords’ Celebration Banquet

The joyous feast continued, with beautiful fireworks shooting up into the sky one after another.

The star had completely gone out; other stars were still shining, but only the star that originally emitted a purple light had extinguished.

To make a comparison, it was like encountering a completely incomprehensible situation that left one stunned.

Was it the huge firework covering the entire sky that overshadowed the purple light, sparing people from disaster?

Impossible, as that would be so humiliating that the unknown entity would exile itself from shame.

So what on earth happened?

Borrowing from the aftermath of the Meteor Shower, the unknown entity could forge a deeper connection with this world, intending to spy on those who should have been infected by the Beastification Symptom, only to find...

Those people were now exceptionally happy, so much so that they bore not a trace of fear, anger, jealousy, or any other negative emotions. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

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Is this a joke?

People who are filled solely with positive emotions—can they still be called humans? Why not just become a Heavenly God since the gods humans fantasize about are completely positive beings.

Incomprehensible.

The unknown entity discovered that the number of happy people within the city was increasing, and these were not the former Beastification Symptom sufferers. How did they become happy?

Following the trace, it saw a little mountain-like... soup barrel in the plaza?

The soup inside the barrel was clear and transparent, with not a speck of impurity, emitting a light so bright it was hard to gaze upon. If not told it was soup, one might think it was just ordinary water.

A male Elf in a chef’s outfit was distributing the soup to the party-goers, each of whom, after drinking it, would display a, um, lewd smile?

The smile was extremely lewd, akin to that of a grinning large macaque, unbearable to look at, yet after drinking, people’s happiness soared to the skies.

The unknown entity paused in silence.

So, was it this Elf chef who spoiled its plans?

This soup was something it had never seen before, a newly emerged creation of these years.

An Elf chef, huh...

It remembered!

At this moment, Curipa had no idea he was being watched by an entity for a monkey version of the Century Thick Soup he replicated.

At the distant Light Eagle Group’s base, Eliphas suddenly went limp while standing at attention on his bed.

He stared wide-eyed, filled with bewilderment, completely unaware of what had just happened.

His body was momentarily out of control earlier, but now it had returned to normal. What on earth was going on?

Why do more and more strange things keep happening to me!

Meanwhile, in the Royal Palace, Ainz III suddenly seemed invigorated, slowly supporting himself up.

The unknown entity, having found the "culprit," now shifted its focus to him as well, trying to mask its faux pas by inundating Ainz III with all sorts of suppressed negative emotions, leaving no chance for this human to regain consciousness.

"Hehehe..."

Ainz III let out a series of low, ominous laughter, his body twitching as if driven to madness.

Even when witnessing its most beloved tormenting scene, the unknown entity could muster no interest; after this night’s Meteor Shower, its link to reality would again become elusive.

This was supposed to be enjoyable, but instead, it ended up so frustratingly...

Empty, dull, infuriating.

Countless evil thoughts sprouted in its mind, and though it hadn’t captured the Kingdom this time, it planned to do more in the future —

Suddenly, the unknown entity experienced a faint prick.

This agony was lighter than a mosquito bite on a human, not even qualifying as "pain," yet for the entity, which hadn’t felt such a sensation for millennia, it was keenly noticed.

There was a sense of "offense."

And the source of this pain was Ainz III.

This guy lifted his head and stared directly at the star, his face contorted in agony but his gaze burning as though with fire, surprisingly not overwhelmed by negative emotions?

In his youth, he had followed the Great Sage of the Magic Association to learn magic; though shallow, he had acquired considerable knowledge.

When the unknown entity linked with him through some means to flood him with negative emotions for torment, he realized he might reverse the process and send his own emotions back through the link... But to what end? His personal emotions wouldn’t even amount to a grain of dust before an entity presumed to be a God, only serving to infuriate it.

But today, witnessing adventurers invisibly neutralize the threat of the unknown entity and release their Life Force to dazzling extents, Ainz III’s fear of the unknown entity gradually waned, leaving only raging fury directed at this bastard.

Since it—or rather, it wouldn’t let me go after the failed plan, instead of being tortured to death in pathetic pleading, I’d rather display my dignity till the end.

Ainz III gathered the most furious emotions of his life into steel needles, sending them resolutely through the link to stab at the life-manipulating unknown entity!

And after doing this, he didn’t even manage to see the unknown entity’s reaction before being engulfed entirely by negative emotions, transforming into a Beastification Man, howling in the room.

The unknown entity sank into silence, followed by an indiscernible rage; if these emotions manifested as spiritual power, they could sustain a small Dungeon for many years!

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