Chimaera's Conquest: The Legend Of The Devourer-Chapter 224: Temple Run (1)

[Due to an exploit from Admin’s side, the User’s curse has been revoked with immediate effect.]

[The monsters will no longer be attracted to attack the User.]

[All of the User’s stats have been restored.]

Those texts were the first things Adrian saw after waking up. Although strange, the sudden change in tone assured Adrian that one of the entities must have been behind last night’s incidents.

’Why bother keeping up the farce? It has to be Hera. After all, I have to enmity with any other entity.’

Adrian was even more pissed because she took away his memories with Sophia. Even though he could create some new ones now, he still felt slightly salty about it.

But as if that wasn’t enough, she attempted to have him killed by exploiting the Admins, whoever the fuck they were. However, unlike before, Adrian wouldn’t let things go without making a scene.

Adrian opened the tab to contact the admins without wasting time, which was the only way he knew to reach the system’s elusive managers.

[Please enter your query.]

"I want proper compensation for last night’s incident. The things should have never happened-"

[You have already been compensated. Your stats have been restored 38 hours earlier than supposed to. Learn to be grateful for the little things. Though it might not be the first time you have heard that line.]

"What was that supposed to mean!?"

[You’re already aware of the implied context. You have two questions remaining for the day.]

"...at least tell me, how do you plan to punish the one responsible for this mess?"

[The culprits have been dealt with. The User does not need to worry about them and should focus on entertaining the entities. You have one question remaining for the day.]

"So you’re letting them off with a slap on the wrist? Is that it?"

[Not a slap on the wrist. A verbal warning was deemed to be sufficient. You have used up all your attempts. We wish the User to have a great day ahead.]

"Fucking piece of shit..." Adrian rolled his eyes before taking a deep breath.

He had hoped by revealing the name of the entity responsible for messing with him, he could get the other entities to do something about it. But it seemed the admins were already aware of what he wanted and evaded his questions by twisting their responses.

[The higher entity, The Monkey Sage with a Golden Headband, smiles and says, you might need to think of something... mischievous.]

’What is that supposed to mean?’ Adrian asked the entity.

[The higher entity, The Monkey Sage with a Golden Headband, sighs and says, It won’t be fun if I have to explain everything to you. But think, what would piss a god the most?]

Adrian let out a smile before bowing before thin air. ’Thanks for the tip...’ freeweɓnovel.cѳm

[Countless are intrigued with what the User is planning.]

[Entities from a certain pantheon ask the User not to do anything frivolous and to let bygone be bygones.]

[Entities from other pantheons boo loudly.]

’Don’t worry, I’m not planning on stopping now...’

***

An open dungeon. It was just like the name suggested. A dungeon open for anyone to enter, even the non-awakened populous.

These dungeons had been thoroughly searched after clearing the monsters and capturing the boss monster. Usually, a dungeon is cleared and closed following the defeat of the boss.

But what would happen if the boss was captured and kept alive? It would result in an open space ready to be claimed by anyone. Such dungeons were called Open Dungeons.

One would question why this was even done. Well, the answer was simple: for luxury. The rich were always on the lookout for frivolously spending their money on new things.

One recent craze was owning an open dungeon. The rich would hire experienced hunters to clear the dungeon and capture the boss monster.

The group would then ensure that the boss never escaped, and the rest of the dungeon would be free to be used as desired.

Most of these dungeons were converted into resorts and recreational areas, such as amusement parks or casinos. But there was another use for these dungeons: to create temples dedicated to various entities.

While the phenomenon was primarily seen in Asian countries such as Thailand, Japan, and India, America was no exception. Miami had one of the many temples dedicated to the forgotten gods, such as the Greek gods.

Although it seemed strange to have a temple dedicated to Greek gods in Miami, billionaire Maria Angelicova created one and dedicated it to the entire pantheon.

But why did she do such a thing? Long story short, during one of her many travels, Maria and her security were swallowed by an instance dungeon.

As much as they tried to survive, her guard fell one after the other until only she remained. Deep down, she knew it was her turn next, but just then, she was bestowed a blessing by none other than Hera.

Maria was turned into an apostle for the goddess and survived the ordeal. Thanks to that, she dedicated her life to Hera as her priestess on earth. Maria created the Temple of Serenity, as it was called, to show her sincerity towards her saviours.

"And that’s the tale of how this beautiful place came to be," the guide proclaimed before the crowd, who were mesmerised by the vast temple.

Amongst the crowd was a strange-looking man. With a hunched back and scarred face, no one wanted to interact with him.

’Poor woman... she doesn’t know her gods as I do,’ Adrian thought as the crowd moved onwards, leaving his hunched-back self behind.

Adrian tried entering the temple as usual, but despite his status, he wasn’t allowed inside. Although he didn’t say anything, he knew it was Hera’s doing.

She probably knew what Adrian had in mind and informed her priestess about it. Hence he wasn’t allowed to enter. That’s why Adrian had to use alternate means to get inside... by disguising himself as a follower who believed the goddess would cure him.

’Fools didn’t even check my ID after seeing my pitiful condition,’ Adrian smiled, remembering how helpful the staff had been to him.

But why was he there? To mess with Hera, obviously. Heeding the monkey sage’s advice, Adrian knew someone like Hera would love nothing more than her ego.

But how could he hurt someone like her? The answer was pretty simple.

’An almighty goddess who protected an innocent soul and turned her into a priestess. I wonder what would happen if she couldn’t protect her own temple?’

It was obvious. People’s trust in Hera would hit rock bottom... dealing the perfect blow to her ego—just the thing Adrian wanted.

’I wonder where they are hiding the boss.’