Chapter 2: Eternal Dungeon

Argon's face is beaming with joy after he finally found a grassland. Finally, after a week of walking and flying endlessly, he found the exit.

What he experienced in the past week was all kinds of horror—grotesque beasts, humongous beasts—he experienced it all in just a week. Especially those gigantic beasts, as big as a mountain, were visually shocking to him.

Without any delay, Argon set foot in the grassland with caution. Who knows if there's someone who can see him? Although the beasts can't see him, that doesn't mean humans or any intelligent creature can't. He is naturally vigilant—that's just how he is.

While traversing the plains for some time, he finally found a small village. He didn't approach the village but observed it from a distance.

After that, he went back into the forest not far from the village. Since the forest was super wide, Argon couldn't even see the end of it.

"Uhm, this should be enough." The place he chose was not far from the entrance, like a 15-minute walk.

"System, how do I build the dungeon?" Argon scratched his head. While he was thinking about how to do it, suddenly a huge magic circle materialized in front of him, and the next second, a bright light exploded. He couldn't help but close his eyes because of the brightness.

The beasts in the vicinity were quivering and growling in the direction of the white light shooting up in the sky. Other beasts ran off as though their biggest enemy was chasing them, while some weaker beasts were on the ground and couldn't move.

After some time, the white light dissipated. Argon opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a temple... No, to be exact, a run-down tower. Although it was only one-story tall and full of cracks, with a lot of plants sticking into it, he was still amazed by its structure. It looked like a combination of a temple and a pagoda, giving it a majestic aura.

Argon was about to enter when a transparent screen popped up in front of him.

[Name your dungeon]

"Uhm... a name?" He already had a name in his mind, a lot, to be exact. Shortly after, Argon finally decided on a name.

"Okay, let's call it Eternal Dungeon." After that, he went in with excitement.

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"Hayah!"

"Yahh!"

In the open space of a village, a row of children ranging from 10 to 15 years old were practicing martial arts, punching left and right with their middle-aged instructor. After punching a hundred times, they would sit down to cultivate.

Alix was the only fifteen-year-old of the team, the oldest among them all, and also the strongest since he set his half-foot on the body tempering realm. In terms of talent, Alix even thought that if he were in a city, he would be considered a genius. Moreover, all the resources of the village were poured into him. Furthermore, the villagers had great hope in him, so he couldn't slack off and disappoint everyone.

After finishing cultivation, Alix was just about to go to the training dummies when he saw a light in the distance. His eyes widened.

He ran to the instructor, who was also his father.

"Father, what is that?"

Arnoux was looking at the white light with a gloomy expression. He just hoped that this was not a disaster.

"You go and inform the elders and village chief, and evacuate all the people."

"Ok, father." Alix said, seeing the seriousness of the situation. He didn't delay any further.

Shortly after, all the warriors of the village arrived—a total of ten people. Among all these people, only three were in the body tempering realm. The rest were all human, and although they were twice as strong as ordinary humans, a first-layer body tempering could still knock them out with a punch.