Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 920 - 601: Stained with Sain’s Color

Sain Dungeon, the City Lord's room.

"The Warrior Country has turned green."

Gong Qiying stood by the altar, gazing at the stained world map in front of him.

The entire Black Stone City was colored green, representing his Sain Dungeon, signifying he had completely taken over this city. The gray color representing the Giant Stone Dungeon had faded into invisibility.

However, the City Lord Panson himself didn't seem to care about this.

Outside of Black Stone City, because Sain Dungeon already had a certain level of notoriety in the Warrior Country, coupled with Temude's large-scale release of Battle Festival Image Stones, people had completely cemented their impression of Sain Dungeon.

The colors representing other dungeons within the Warrior Country were still present, but a pale green color covered these colors and continued to erode them.

Sain Dungeon had already left a deep impression in the hearts of the entire nation.

"Wherever I go turns green, why do I feel like I'm Nagor..."

After joking about why his representative color was green, Gong Qiying contently closed the world map.

Thinking about how the name Sain Dungeon was being mentioned all the time within the Warrior Country, he felt a bit shy.

"I've already sent the Battle Festival Image Stones to Panson and Mording, but neither of them has responded. Who knows what their reaction is."

"I wonder if their determined warrior spirit can be rekindled by this incident."

"However, after the Battle Festival ends, I guess I've firmly established myself here. I don't need to keep a constant watch anymore. I can finally relax a bit."

Gong Qiying felt a rare sense of mental fatigue, having been tirelessly preparing a good experience for adventurers at the Battle Festival.

In terms of current results, everything was positive.

"I'll take a nap, just a short one."

He lay on the altar, and by now his body was accustomed to this hard bedding.

But just then, an envelope suddenly teleported over from the altar, landing right on his face.

"Who, who is sending a letter at this time...."

Gong Qiying tore off the envelope and frowned upon seeing it.

"Never seen this color before, was there ever a dungeon with bright green as its representative color?"

"Let me check the name......"

"Cangyin Dungeon?"

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As the suddenly appearing Mad Dragon was driven away, the Imperial Capital gradually recovered from the chaos.

News of the War Festival's postponement spread."

"They say it's because the crucial offering for rapidly summoning the ancestor spirits during the festival was roared and damaged by the Mad Dragon, and it's undergoing urgent repairs now?"

"Who knows how long it'll take to fix this time... such a big incident at the War Festival, will the country be uneasy for years?"

"Did you guys see that Mad Dragon? It looked way scarier than my soldier brother described, it's as big as the entire Royal Palace."

"That thing lurking at the border... I no longer dislike those border folks seeking refuge, I'll go donate some money to them tomorrow."

The Mad Dragon, with its overwhelming power and excessively large appearance, left a deep impression on people.

Previously, the creature only operated at the border, and Imperial Capital residents merely heard rumors, indifferent unless they were in the army.

But witnessing the Mad Dragon's form and might firsthand today, the residents' attitudes shifted dramatically. They began rallying vigorously for the nation's soldiers to rise and either kill the Mad Dragon or drive it to another country!

This is the classic case of not feeling the pain until the slap lands.

Besides the calls for action against the Mad Dragon, another matter in the Imperial Capital was rapidly gaining attention.

It's none other than the pigeons—no, the Image Stones brought by the pigeons.

Specifically, contents of the [Battle Festival].

While they'd been focused on the War Festival, others were engaging in epic battles within the dungeons.

And not only were the battles fantastic!

The recording level was exceptionally high too!

Such amazing combat footage, for the residents of the Warrior Country, whose core code includes appreciating combats, was as irresistible as Blood Therapy to the Yarn people, Palatable Rock to the Drumming Clan, or stew to Big Stomach users!

As a result, the hunt for Image Stones storing the Battle Festival footage began.

Due to the Mad Dragon, the pigeons hadn't managed to distribute all the Image Stones across the city before getting roared to death, leaving heaps of fallen pigeons collected by people across the city, while certain individuals began purchasing them at high prices.

Now, with the Battle Festival event brewing, people all wanted to witness the splendor of the Battle Festival and started searching for pigeon trails city-wide. As expected, the black market placed Image Stones for sale at over a hundred Gold Coins each, treating show-chasers as sitting ducks ripe for picking.

Even wealthy Imperial Capital residents frowned at such exorbitant prices, yet some could not resist purchasing.

Those ambitious folks were thrilled, but not for long.

A large batch of Battle Festival Image Stones suddenly went online, and not on the black market, but through official legitimate channels!

Priced at only ten Gold Coins, with affordable rental options!

The black market folks were utterly crushed monetarily.

Overnight, flocks of pigeons spreading Image Stones appeared in every major city in the Warrior Country.

And in the image stores in those cities where the response to the video was good, Image Stones titled "Battle Festival" were stocked. Although they quickly sold out, new stock was quickly replenished, continuously, as if there were still factories running at full capacity to produce them.

Thanks to this, nearly everyone in the country had the video of the Battle Festival to watch!

At the moment when the video was further promoted, people finally learned which force was behind promoting this video.

It was none other than Prince Temude!

About his actions, people's evaluation was...

Well done, keep up the good work!

It could be seen that Temude's move was very popular among the public.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's selling like crazy!"

A guard ran into Temude's residence, unable to hide his excitement as he reported.

Temude seemed completely unsurprised, nodding calmly, he said:

"It's all because the content of the video is compelling. Without good content, people would just complain that I'm sending pigeons to dirty their clothes."

"No one would dare talk to you like that," the guard chuckled, then asked, "Your Highness, what should we do next?"

The way he looked at Temude was full of admiration, and being able to be by the third prince's side, he was definitely a staunch traditionalist who also thoroughly enjoyed himself at the Battle Festival, fully experiencing the long-lost warrior spirit.

Now seeing that the people outside were also so welcoming of the Battle Festival, the guard couldn't help but have other thoughts, such as using this opportunity to help the traditionalists make a comeback, giving the reformists a hard slap in the face!

Your Highness must have an excellent follow-up plan, right! He looked at Temude with shining eyes.

"For now, do nothing." Temude said.

"Alright, as expected of Your Highness, I'll go... wait, what did you say?"

The guard showed a bewildered expression. Did he just hear the words 'do nothing'?

Temude was amused by his expression and said:

"We just distributed the Image Stones, and people have only just started watching them; what else can we do? Acting too hastily isn't good."

"Uh... what about after everyone has watched them?" The guard blinked.

"Then there's even less need to act."

Temude also blinked like him and said:

"Once people have finished watching the video, they've already had emotional reactions to it; what they think isn't something we can control, but we've already fully conveyed our intentions through the video."

"So we don't need to do anything more, just wait until the seeds sprout and grow out of the soil, reaching for the sky."

Temude's expression was confident and serene. He hadn't felt this relaxed for a long time.

It was as if all the agitation within him had been poured out along with the blood at the Battle Festival. Now, he felt extremely peaceful and capable of calmly thinking through any situation.

"...."

The guard glanced at him a few more times and whispered, "Your Highness, these scholarly words are more suited for Prince Lanle; you're a bit out of character."

"Scram."

Temude stated his opinion simply and directly with just one word.

The guard instantly grinned and was about to leave, feeling reassured from Temude's words and actions.

Just as he turned around but hadn't taken a step, Temude spoke again, "Wait a minute, I have a special task for you, deliver something for me."

He handed over a meticulously wrapped Image Stone, stating, "Give this gift to Princess Selene of the Yanor Kingdom."

The guard was immediately surprised, observing Temude with disbelief and said, "Your Highness, are you planning to propose!?"

"Nonsense, who would propose to her," Temude denied, "I'm just showing off. Didn't she say my stories were boring? Now I have an exciting personal experience; if we meet again, let's see how she can come back from this story of mine!"

"You're really persistent about winning in the strangest places...."

The guard left Temude's residence with a quip.

Temude leaned back in his chair, and when he closed his eyes, the scenes from the Battle Festival played in his mind, so vivid that he couldn't sleep.

Rubbing his dark circles, seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly revealed a grin as exaggerated as having drunk Century Thick Soup, and murmured softly:

"Hey, the way I charged towards Latan's self-destruct that day must have looked awesome, everybody can see my heroic figure...."

"My dear brother, what are you smiling at?"

A teasing voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He quickly collected his smile and looked over, glaring:

"Lanle? Why are you here, the War Festival...."

"That kind of thing is no longer needed."

It was Lanle who had come.

This guy's actions were really fast; he had already returned to Black Stone City so quickly.

He showed a friendly smile and said:

"Brother, tell me about the Battle Festival, won't you?"

"I also want to participate in it personally."