Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1025 - 675: Reverse Cultural Exportation (Double-Length) (Part 4)
The truth is, the only remaining branch of the Dragon Clan that could spread the plague was the Floating Island Dragon Clan; other branches had already been infected, but the dragons on the Floating Island managed to dodge the crisis each time.
It had been a long time since the number of Demon Dragons increased. At first, the Demon Dragons were a bit anxious, and this time they used their killer move, sending the plague swollen to the extreme.
This led to the Demon Dragon invasion incident in the Warrior Country.
If Sain Dungeon hadn't intervened, they should have succeeded by now.
The earliest Demon Dragons had meticulously prepared for a long time this time, outputting the plague at maximum capacity. Their accumulated overwhelming desire drove them to a somewhat unstable mental state, a gamble.
But unfortunately, Sain intervened.
Not only was the plague neutralized, but the earliest Demon Dragons also faced unforeseen events.
Due to the unprecedented power of the plague, a certain degree of mental connection was established between the earliest Demon Dragons and the Floating Island Dragon Clan, allowing them to intermittently transmit mental influences to each other.
Yes, mutual influence.
Thinking about the circumstances of the Floating Island Dragon Clan, it's easy to imagine what happened to the earliest Demon Dragons.
"High Priest, sir, the Demon Dragons have gone mad with hunger and are gnawing on the Great Demon Tree!"
A Priest hurriedly ran over.
"They've turned against us, beat them to death for me!" Onora completely shed her calm demeanor, appearing to be in a rage.
After the failure of the plague, the earliest Demon Dragons had been starving for several weeks.
They'd devoured their reserve supplies and then resorted to robbery. Robbery wasn't enough, so they resorted to scavenging from various tribes, but no matter how much they ate, it was never enough.
According to them, the reason for their unfulfilled appetite was—
"The food here is too terrible, we want to eat what they have eaten!"
"They" referred to the Floating Island Dragon Clan.
How could the Demon Clan offer delicious meals? They couldn't even bake a cake; at most, they roasted some sweet dough to eat, their culinary culture was appallingly lacking.
Thus, the Demon Dragons went on a rampage.
"Sigh," Onora sighed, sitting back in the main seat, "none of them are making life easy."
Fortunately, while the Demon Dragons went on a rampage due to hunger, they were also influenced by Belle, who made them fear the large creatures that roar loudly. Using this characteristic, Onora managed to temporarily control them.
It's just unclear when their mental state will return to normal.
"Can't there be some good news?"
Watching Onora's fuming demeanor, her subordinates exchanged glances, stepped forward, and said:
"High Priest, sir, the Messenger returned from the human world this morning, bringing back letters."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Onora angrily grabbed the letters and began flipping through them casually.
But after only a few glances, she suddenly paused, then sat upright and started reading seriously. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
This was not the usual intelligence about humans; it was something her dedicated Messenger had been sent to seek out. No one else knew about it.
That is, intelligence about the Abyss!
The sender's name was Dorian, whom Onora remembered as a very experienced and capable Messenger.
After reading for a while, an alluring smile appeared at the corner of Onora's mouth, and she murmured softly:
"So that's how it is, it's a Dungeon..."
The guards nearby naturally couldn't understand what she meant, nor did they dare to try.
Onora had solved a long-standing puzzle in her mind, and her mood instantly improved.
Her slender fingers rhythmically tapped the arm of the chair; with each tap, she formed a thought.
It's time to send the most reliable subordinates to the human world.
To make contact with that Dungeon that appeared in the Abyss.
Then, make a friend.







