Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Demon King's Underground Castle part 2

"Miss Lisa, since when did the stone tablet break like this?"

"At least three or four hundred years ago."

"So in these three or four hundred years, the stone tablet fragments have been circulating among your various tribes and gangs?"

"Yes, some black market merchants use them as currency, and some tribal leaders I know use them as collectibles. Many fragments may have already... been scattered around, lost and abandoned in corners."

Lisa's words made even Vielsia, who was listening, frown.

She could see that this stone tablet was probably also an item that was extremely helpful to the professor.

But now... It was equivalent to the stone tablet fragments being scattered and distributed throughout the Syndicate, and they had been lost for several hundred years. They were not held by a few major forces, and ordinary people might also pick them up.

If they really wanted to go and find them one by one, such a workload would probably require the mobilization of most of the Shadow Demon Tribe's power.

But the sandy sea environment and the highly exposed sunlight were the most unpleasant environment for the Shadow Demons, further reducing efficiency.

Moreover, the Shadow Demons also had to take care of Ilinor. If they were really diverted to the Syndicate, what would happen to Ilinor?

After letting Lisa withdraw, Reji sat alone at the table, deep in thought, playing with the stone tablet fragment in his hand.

Indeed. If they wanted to act in a concealed and low-key manner, the only option was to choose the path of the Shadow Demons.

But the efficiency was too low. And there was a risk of losing one thing while attending to another. Ilinor had only recently been controlled by them, and the Shadow Demons could not be mobilized at this time.

After rejecting the Shadow Demon plan, the remaining option was to invade the Syndicate on a large scale, conquer the entire Syndicate, subdue every tribe and gang, and then mobilize them to help find the stone fragments and hand them over.

This method was feasible.

But it was truly the worst strategy.

The Syndicate was surrounded by the three major nations second only to the Empire: the Radiant Holy Nation, the Court of Judgment, and the Mage Nation, corresponding to the Fate Tracks in the game, which were the three major factions on the protagonist's side, absolutely "righteous and upright"—Radiance, Judgment, and Wisdom.

These three major nations were different from Ilinor.

Reji had to put a question mark on their national strength now, and the Syndicate was located at the junction. The three major nations previously didn't manage the Syndicate, not only because the Syndicate was a barren sand sea but also because the Syndicate itself was chaotic and disorderly.

But if a new powerful force suddenly emerged in the Syndicate and integrated all the tribes and gangs with a sweeping momentum, Reji didn't believe that the three major nations would sit back and do nothing. At that time, he might instead lose more than he gained and lose his greatest advantage of being in the dark.

Looking at it this way.... It indeed seemed a bit tricky.

Was there really no method that could take into account both concealment and high efficiency, killing two birds with one stone?

Of course, there was.

Reji stopped spinning and playing with the stone tablet fragment in his hand.

He let out a long sigh. The furrowed brows from before were long gone, replaced by a kind of eager anticipation.

Seeing Reji like this, Vielsia knew that he must have a solution.

The elf woman curiously asked, "Teacher, so you plan to..."

"Vielsia, have you ever played a dungeon or an underground castle? The kind where you call up your friends to work hard to conquer it, operate it step by step, try repeatedly, refer to strategy guides, and finally overcome hardships to defeat the boss and obtain the treasure chest and treasures inside the dungeon."

Faced with Reji's counter-question, a big question mark rose above the elf's head.

Seeing this, Reji couldn't help but shake his head.

"What a pity, Vielsia. Also, come to think of it, the demon race is the same. In other games, there would always be a dungeon-like instance, using enticing treasures to attract and deceive adventurers and heroes to enter, filled with various slimes, goblins, tentacle monsters, and so on. Then kill all the males, as for the females..."

Reji muttered in a low voice. In the first playthrough of "Magic Chronicles," although there were demon races, the focus was entirely on the war between humans and demons, and the most classic dungeon gameplay was actually missing.

I have to make up for this in this world.

Coincidentally, the sixth floor of the Demon Tower was still empty.

I will treat it as an experiment as well.

Demon Tower safety assessment.

It wouldn't be too much to ask for a small entrance fee for kindly inviting all the tribes and gangs of the Syndicate to experience such a classic game content, right? One stone tablet fragment to enter once, which was absolutely a bargain compared to the endless treasures inside.

Vielsia could more or less understand Reji's meaning. It was probably to use the Demon Tower to create an area similar to ruins to attract the Syndicate people, requiring stone tablets to enter.

In this way, there would be no need for them to search. The Syndicate people would instead actively rush to deliver the stone tablets in order to obtain more treasures inside, and they would spontaneously help them find the stone tablets on a large scale.

With the demon race's accumulation, it should not be a problem to tempt humans. Just the various spell items, scrolls, and weapons made by the Sorcerer Demons on the third floor made even the elves tempted, let alone the Syndicate humans here.

Amazing!

As expected of teacher!

But Vielsia had another question...

"But teacher, letting them enter the Demon Tower, isn't it a bit... what if they go out and leak our intelligence..."

For the simple-minded elf woman's question, Reji shook his head.

As a player, there were two kinds of people he hated most in games.

One was the person who designed disgusting dungeons to disgust him.

The other was the person who wouldn't let him design disgusting dungeons to disgust other players.

Wanting to come out alive from the Demon King's dungeon instance?

Who are you looking down on!