Who designed this underworld dungeon?

Before he was shot in the knee, Kent was also an adventurer.

Although his strength was just average, he could at least make a living. However, since he was shot in the knee with a cursed arrow, his path to success was completely cut off.

Abandoned by his teammates, despised by his friends, and his lover was taken away by NTR, he learned from his mistakes and realized his mistake. From then on, he no longer obsessed with brute force.

He turned to studying various strategy books, armed his mind, and turned himself into a walking dungeon encyclopedia. It was also from then on that he really began to become famous and started his legendary life as a dungeon exploration master.

Why did he think of these now? Because he hadn't wielded a knife for decades, but now he was wielding a weapon on the battlefield to kill the enemy happily.

"Uh-oh--"

He screamed while watching his body dancing on the battlefield. Every time he waved his limbs, it would bring blood and screams from the enemy. He was simply a highly efficient killing machine!

And there are thousands of killer embryos like him! The gathering of so many Kasas warriors can only make people worry about their enemies.

The enemies on the opposite side are all wearing unknown armor, and it is impossible to recognize what era and country they are from, but it doesn't matter anymore.

"Hahaha!" Kent suddenly laughed. Didn't he want to stop swinging his sword? That's because his physical condition doesn't allow it!

At this moment, he felt the joy of mowing the grass, and his mood that had been so quiet was burning again.

No matter what this strange painting world wants to do, what he has to do at this moment is to experience the pleasure of killing and have a good time!

Almost instantly, he has brought himself into the Kasas warriors, shouting for the overlord while killing the enemy.

The scene changed several times, and the battlefield and the enemy's figures kept changing, which means that the Kasas Legion has experienced countless wars and has trampled every country.

Kent mixed with his comrades, his mental state was worrying, his eyes were red, and he was obviously addicted to killing.

No matter what war they experienced, the Kasas Legion was always invincible. The combination of tricky swordsmanship and evil spells frightened all enemies.

The murderous aura on the battlefield can really affect people's spirits. He witnessed Kasas's atrocities along the way, saw his dead companions resurrected by the forbidden power of the abyss, and watched

But Kent did not have any strange thoughts in his heart. He had obviously rejected the actions of the Overlord Wolnir before.

He could no longer remember how many wars he had participated in, but as long as he could kill happily, it was enough, even if he couldn't get out, it didn't matter!

Kasas became more and more terrible day by day, destroying one country after another. When Wolnir wore the crown symbolizing hegemony and Kasas was at its peak, Kent, who had been resurrected and turned into a skeleton, suddenly heard that a new enemy had come to the door.

It seems to be called the Undead Team? Such a familiar name, have I heard of them somewhere?

Long-term killing made his memory a little fuzzy, and he didn't want to think too much. Anyway, those guys would soon fall under Kasas's iron fist again!

Kent went with the army and saw the so-called Undead Squad on the battlefield. It was a legion with specifications that were no less than theirs. There were all kinds of soldiers such as Gollum and magicians. In the end, the group of figures wearing pointed hats were particularly oppressive.

Kent inexplicably sensed something was wrong. He felt that the enemy this time was a little different from the past, but he couldn't tell where the difference was.

No matter what, let's kill!

The two armies went to war. This was a grand war. Kent was as small as a grain of sand in it. As soon as he fought, he realized that the enemy this time was a little different. It was stronger than any previous time. He could no longer mow the grass like before.

This is not okay. If he can't mow the grass, what can he do for fun! ?

So, he directly set his target on the group of figures wearing pointed hats. He knew at a glance that they were elites. If he could take down their heads, it would bring a huge morale boost to Casas!

"Watch this, go to hell!"

He jumped high and chopped a member of the Fran Undead Squad with the big knife in his hand.

A flash of white light appeared in front of his eyes, and he opened his eyes again, only to find that

"Hey, why hasn't the fight started yet?"

Time actually went back to the time when the two armies were facing each other.

"What happened just now? I only saw a flash of light in front of my eyes." He scratched his head in confusion, and never mind, he continued to kill!

The target this time is still the Fran Undead Squad!

Ten minutes later.

"Why are you back to this time again?"

A few minutes later.

"Back again?"

A few seconds later.

"Still here!?"

Even a fool should have reacted, and Kent, who was overwhelmed by the murderous aura, finally came to his senses.

"Was I beaten to death by them just now?" The last time he finally saw the Undead Squad attack, and a light punch smashed his skull, which was more powerful than the blasting punch!

That means he had died four times just now!

"This is not right," he began to doubt himself. "Our Kasas is so powerful, why can't we stop the Undead?"

The war horn sounded again. This time he learned his lesson. He mixed in the crowd and was reluctant to move forward. He observed the Undead, and finally he saw the other side's attack clearly.

Fran swung the sword casually, and several Kasas warriors turned into broken bones on the spot. Swing a few more times and there will be corpses all over the ground!

Kent was stunned.

If one member was so strong, then the whole Undead Squad would be a number that made him despair.

The Kasas army was like paper in front of the Undead Squad, and was dispersed in an instant, and Kent also welcomed another rebirth.

At this moment, his head was already slightly painful, but the mental shock made him ignore the headache.

Multiple deaths had long dissipated the murderous aura that made him feel. After he recovered, he realized what absurd things he was doing. How could he indulge in the illusion created by the dungeon and couldn't extricate himself? He must actively find a way to leave!

But he didn't have time to think too much, the Undead Squad came again and sent him to rebirth.

It really hurts to be killed. The continuous pain made Kent shrink his body and his brain worked rapidly.

Think about how to break the situation quickly. This kind of illusion can't trap people to death in it. There must be something——

The time is up, the Undead Squad came again, and Kent's thoughts were reborn again.

I can't remember how many times I've been resurrected, anyway, he's numb.

Looking at the defeated Kasas and the Undead Squad that rushed to him, this time he opened his arms calmly.

Death, rebirth, and then an infinite cycle of this process.

Whether it's resistance or submission, there's no way to end this "illusion" that he thinks of. This is beyond his common sense and there's no way to crack it.

Kent tried his best, but he could only kill a few Gollums. Once the Undead Squad came on the scene, he had no choice but to resurrect obediently.

He tried to survive on the battlefield again. After paying countless deaths, there were only about one-tenth of Kasas warriors left on the battlefield.

It was at this moment that the atmosphere changed, and the terrible momentum of the Overlord came from behind them, roaring and majesty bursting out together.

This means that Overlord Wonir is going to take action!

Kent's face showed joy. Could it be that the Overlord can defeat the Undead Squad, and the way to get out of the illusion is to survive to the end and wait for the Overlord's victory?

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I am a genius who can think of these!

The sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds rolled, and the battlefield looked like a decisive battle was about to begin, but at this moment——

Kent's eyes blurred, and the scenery suddenly changed. He found himself back to the beginning of everything.

No, there was no scene or result of the battle between Overlord and the Undead Team.

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The joyful look disappeared. Because he was too surprised, Kent opened his mouth and his jaw bone fell directly to the ground.

He was in a daze for a long time, watching the Undead Team slowly approaching like the god of death.

He squatted on the ground with his hands on his head, scared like a child.

Outside the painting world.

"Where is Master Kent?" Aston was injured and killed the second head of the human pus, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Kent was gone, and the mercenaries around him were also at a loss.

"What's the use of you!"

He was angry, and he summoned a huge force out of thin air and gave the human pus in front of him a naked stranglehold! Ordinary people would probably have their bones broken at this moment.

However, when you feel frustrated in life, please think about it. Someone tried to strangle the Human Pus naked.

How could the Human Pus, whose body shape was almost the same as mud, be bound by the human body? It immediately dragged Aston's body back and forth in the secret room like a runaway calf.

"Tsk!"

Aston vomited blood every time he hit him, and he looked very injured.

But his expression was very relaxed, as if this injury was insignificant and could heal in an instant.

He touched the round necklace on his chest. As long as he used this, he could easily win, but he looked at the mercenaries around him and finally gave up.

This is the secret of the captains and some people, and it cannot be shown in front of ordinary mercenaries.

After a lot of effort, no new monsters emerged after killing the fourth Human Pus. Aston and his team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Captain, the place where these monsters came in is the exit!" The mercenaries found a way to escape from the secret room.

"What's the point of going out? Master Kent is gone." Aston gritted his teeth and said. This trip basically depends on Kent. What can they, the mercenaries, do? They will probably be trapped and killed in a short while.

"I just saw Master Kent being sucked into the painting."

The mercenary picked up the painting on the ground. Everyone was silent. Someone asked the most core question:

"Can the master come out?"

As soon as the voice fell, the painting suddenly shattered, and Kent came out!

The hunched figure knelt on the ground, looking trembling and pitiful.

"Master Kent!" Aston hurriedly went up to help, his face was worried and happy. "Fortunately, you are back. Are you okay? Are you injured?"

He took out the healing potion and was about to give it to Kent. Whether he was sick or not, a can of healing potion would always have some effect.

Kent let him fiddle with him as if he had no bones. Aston noticed something was wrong and turned him over. Looking at the other party's slightly dull eyes, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Master Kent?" he called out tentatively.

Kent responded, his dry lips moved, and he gave a speech of thanks for the award:

"Aba Aba?"