Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 930 - 607: Dragon Feast, Dragon King, Mad Dragon

The time reversed to the moment when people first started fighting Aggis.

Behind the rocks far from the battlefield, Jon stared at the situation on the battleground.

"No wonder they are praised by everyone, even when facing the Flying Dragon they remain composed... Wait, they are adventurers from the neighboring country."

His words of praise were cut short, as a Prince's bodyguard, he had long been accustomed to viewing things from a macro perspective.

"It is said that the people of the Yanor Kingdom have grown stronger due to the emergence of Sain Dungeon. It's unclear what this 'growth' specifically means, although Sain Dungeon has now appeared in our Warrior Country, we are still far behind in time, and this gap cannot be erased immediately."

Jon's tone revealed a sense of crisis, he muttered to himself, "We have to work harder, or we'll be surpassed."

In reality, he felt that by hiding here, he had, to some extent, already been surpassed.

As soon as Aggis first swooped down from the sky, he promptly donned an Invisibility Cloak crafted with the same technique as Edgar's and strode towards some nearby buildings.

Seeing the buildings getting closer and closer, while Aggis did not notice his presence, Jon's mood couldn't help but lift.

This was a location that many adventurers tried to explore but failed to conquer, and at this very moment, he was about to claim it for the first time!

His work had never had such a promising start, he wanted to cheer for himself, to celebrate himself!

"Click-clack, click-clack."

As he approached the building, his ears keenly caught an off sound, click-clack, like the sound of metal clashing, usually occurring when someone is fully armored.

However, that discordant sound vanished instantly, like an Undead Man in Sick Village, appearing only for a brief moment, making one feel it could be an auditory illusion.

Jon, being a professional bodyguard, certainly didn't think he was imagining things; something wasn't right.

He became the Prince's bodyguard because his predecessor made a mistake during a protection detail. Lanle got one of his ears blown off by an assassin during a speech, while Jon's predecessor stood frozen, leading to dismissal and punishment. Subsequently, Jon got this job.

No matter how minor the anomaly, he must thoroughly eliminate it!

As he approached the building, Jon slowed his steps and retrieved a scroll capable of detecting life nearby, receiving a response only from Steeran.

But this did not eliminate suspicion, so he tossed an Enemy Attraction Skull fragment into the building, held his breath for a minute, and nothing happened.

"Now I can probably relax."

After all, some Monsters cannot be detected by Magic, but the attraction effect of the Enemy Attraction Skull can force them out, making it essential equipment in the bodyguard industry—going without it is unprofessional.

Despite being aided by the Invisibility Cloak, Jon still chose to quietly enter through the collapsed wall of the building.

At this moment, the sky over Galide had dimmed, the red sky appearing even more crimson as if about to bleed.

Under this red sky, Jon saw the interior of the building, a smile involuntarily broke out on his face.

"It's settled, this must be the place I'm looking for."

He was certain because he saw a Dragon here.

A Dragon corpse that was almost completely petrified, unrecognizable as having once been alive!

The massive being occupied nearly half of the building's space, surrounded by various statues, perhaps Dragon sculptures, but only the upper halves, with heads severed, leaving only weathered necks.

The Dragon corpse curled up, and in front of it, where the head lay on the ground, stood a human-sized altar silently.

On the altar, a mysterious purple-red substance burned quietly, merely glancing at it assured Jon that it was extraordinary.

The surroundings exuded a ritualistic ambiance, indicating a high probability of it being the [Great Dragon Feast Church]!

"This time, Lanle His Highness will surely commend me well, there's hope for a pay raise, hehe."

With vigilance towards the unknown and respect for the mysterious, Jon slowly approached the altar.

His gaze shifted to the enormous Dragon corpse, trying to determine whether it was a Two-legged Dragon or a Four-legged Dragon.

Yet, its legs were completely shattered, leaving only a remaining spine linking a long neck and a slightly shorter head compared to Flying Dragons like Yakir and Aggis.

Clearly, this unknown Dragon could hardly be a mere Flying Dragon!

"Judging by its size, it should be a Four-legged one. Why did it die here, and why does the Flying Dragon outside guard this place?"

With doubts swirling, Jon raised his hand to touch the altar.

He knew that confronting the unknown, one should refrain from rashly touching things, but without touching, there's no way to understand—a rule he simply couldn't follow.

When his hand touched the flame-like presence atop the altar.

He didn't feel the sensation of fiery burns, but another sensory stimulus far exceeding that of flame burns instantly surged into his heart.

A scene like an illusion appeared involuntarily before Jon's eyes.

The sound of Storms howled at his ears, momentarily making him think he returned to Stoneveil City, but upon closer inspection.

He witnessed a city hovering high in the sky, gradually withering amidst the Storms.

Dozens of Hurricanes capable of destroying everything circled the city that unmistakably exuded ancient vibes, seeming protected by some mysterious force against the wild winds, far more enigmatic than Stoneveil City.

Thunder roared beside him, lightning momentarily illuminated the stormy clouds, Jon's body shivered.

Because he saw colossal Dragons passing through the dense clouds!

Not just one, but dozens of Dragons!

Could this be a city built by giant Dragons?

Before his rapidly changing mind could comprehend it, his vision was pulled directly into the Ancient City, closer and ever closer, traversing the barriers of storms and gaps in time and space. He saw an extraordinary presence in the deepest recesses of the Ancient City.

It was a thing suspended upside down above the sky, resembling a cocoon...

No, it wasn't a cocoon at all.

That is a dragon!

A dragon wrapping itself with its wings!

Jon was about to take a closer look when a dragon roar, surpassing any feeling he had experienced before, suddenly erupted from within the cocoon. Just hearing the sound made him feel like his soul was being torn apart!

At that moment, another dragon roar, filled with domineering wildness, responded!

Before his eyes, another dizzying scene shift occurred. The storm vanished instantly, replaced by a sky so oppressive it seemed like it would fall.

Sky City was gone, replaced by mountain peaks that pierced the sky like spikes!

And here, dragons also roamed!

His vision kept closing in towards the very top of Spiky Mountain. Just recovering from the roar, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of dragon was that hanging upside down; even seeing it made him feel like vomiting due to the oppressive feeling.

And could the source of the other dragon roar be at the peak of this spiky mountain? I've never heard such a wild and overbearing roar in my life.

Jon's heart was filled with a desire to explore the unknown, but he was doomed to fail.

Because before reaching the highest peak of Spiky Mountain, it seemed the owner of that other roar had sensed his presence.

The next moment, overwhelming red lightning descended before Jon!

"Ahhhh—"

A horrific sensation, almost burning his soul to ashes, pierced his heart. Fear filled his heart in an instant, as if his chest was about to explode.

Unable to resist the dragon, unable to fight back against the dragon, unable to defeat the dragon!

This thought filled his mind in an instant, rationality vanished, leaving only terror.

He almost fell to the ground, even the dragon corpse by the altar brought him immense pressure, he....

"Oh oh oh oh—"

A heart-wrenching voice suddenly rang out, giving Jon another fright, but then he immediately noticed that it seemed to be a human voice, coming from within Spiky Mountain.

He couldn't see the person, but he felt an unmistakable passion in that voice!

"Belle!"

The voice was old and frenzied, yet full of courage!

"I am no longer afraid of you!"

"Look clearly! My soul!"

"The soul of a Dragon Warrior!"

Initially, this old voice seemed to be buried completely by the dragon roar.

But when he shouted these words, the pride in his tone, as if he had regained courage by overcoming fear, suddenly elevated his voice!

Even if the mightiest dragon stood before him, perhaps he dared to draw the slaughter sword!

This courage not only pierced the skies but was also infectious.

The fear that had just risen in Jon's heart suddenly disappeared.

Before the voice faded, images appeared before him like time-travel scenes.

He saw people dressed in unusual clothing, seemingly from different eras, unrelated individuals.

The only common point was that they were all fighting dragons!

Biped, quadruped, Flying Dragon, Ancient Dragon, ice, fire, thunder; these people wielding weapons battled with terrifying giant dragons one after another!

Some met death, some succeeded in slaying dragons, digging out the bloody heart of the giant dragon, consuming the dragon heart at the altar.

Subsequently, their eyes looked like boiling gold!

Jon suddenly called out the names of these people:

"Dragon Warriors!"

In that moment, the illusion vanished!

Jon could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.

Around his ears, the roar of that unknown Dragon Warrior still seemed to echo, the howl towards the unknown existence named "Belle."

It filled his heart with indescribable emotion.

Returning from the illusion, it felt like a separation of lifetimes, as he once again looked at the altar beside the dragon corpse, scenes of the Dragon Warriors devouring the dragon hearts appeared before his eyes again.

For a moment, he envisioned himself standing by the altar devouring the dragon's heart.

If he gained any thoughts from the previous illusion, it was:

The dragon heart seems to look quite tasty.

No, no.

It should be that those Dragon Warriors looked very impressive!

"Whew...."

Jon took a deep breath and expressed his thoughts.

"Stunning."