Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 933 - 610: Monster Hunter’s Notes

Late at night, Blackrock City.

In this city, a certain street serves as the dividing line; one half is brightly lit, while the other half is engulfed in silence.

The brightly lit side is where adventurers roam, and the silent side is where the normal residents live.

In the past, everyone lived without bothering each other, but now...

"Roar!"

A loud roar echoed in the brightly lit area and instantly reached the silent residential zone.

"Roar!" "Roar, roar!"

The next moment, roars big and small echoed in response, making it sound as if a pack of dragons were in heat, seeking mates.

Indeed, all these roars were Dragon Roars.

To human ears, these Dragon Roars might sound different, but to real dragons, they were like foreigners speaking a broken local language, with hardly any difference in tone, like a bunch of replicants.

Yet still, these Dragon Roars were filled with excitement.

"I really can't stand these adventurers."

Uffie's disciple, Abel, who was a Twin Flying Dragon, listened to these Dragon Roars with a face full of exasperation, and clutched his ears desperately, shouting:

"Do these humans even know what they're roaring about, yelling around like this!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Moer felt much the same way, and the two of them now just wanted to rush over, and beat up those adventurers causing chaos late into the night.

Dragon Roars are inherently the language of the Dragon Clan, a simple roar contains myriad changes and can convey a vast amount of information.

To Abel and the others, these Dragon Roars emitted by human bodies conveyed all kinds of weird meanings, completely incomprehensible, listening to them was like conversing with Ancient Gods.

One word could describe their feelings:

Irritated!

"It's all because of the Sain Dungeon."

Abel said irritably:

"Created so many half-baked Dragon-men."

By now, some time had passed since the appearance of the Great Dragon Feast Church, and with all sorts of guides flying around whether useful or not.

A batch of capable, or rather lucky, individuals had already obtained the power of the Dragon Feast.

The power of the Dragon is indeed well-deserved, those who experienced it all praised it.

The Dragon Feast Ceremony at the altar not only allowed adventurers to gain power from the Dragon but also enhanced physical fitness, some even reported their eyesight seemed to have improved!

The Dragon Claw could split mountains and crack rocks with one swipe, a Dragon Bite could collapse houses, and the upgraded version of Flame Breath, [Yakir's Flame], obtained after hunting Flying Dragon Yakir, could melt everything with high temperatures.

Very strong, all these prayers are very strong!

Even for those capable enough to defeat Flying Dragon Yakir, the power of the Dragon Feast was a strong assist.

If there was a shortcoming, it would be that the release is too slow, high power comes with low speed, and they could be easily interrupted by a certain degree of impact.

There are pros and cons, but in the hearts of adventurers, the pros outweigh the cons.

Some even developed playful tricks.

Any Dragon Prayer summoning a Dragon Head to attack could first not be used for an attack, but instead be controlled to emit a roar.

The roar itself has no attack power, merely a roar, with variations in pitch depending on the power and micro-control used during initiation.

This should have been a fairly useless discovery, but in the hands of adventurers, it somehow became a way to greet each other, one person roars, and others respond with a roar, no matter the time or place.

Thus, the incessant Dragon Roars emerged in Blackrock City.

Very perplexing, truly a puzzling human behavior, yet the adventurers found endless pleasure in it, even Gong Qiying couldn't understand what these people wanted.

Perhaps... because those who can obtain the power of the Dragon Feast are extremely rare.

So those who are already Dragon Warriors want to showcase their superiority this way?

No matter what, as long as the adventurers are happy.

"If my parents were here, hearing such lousy roars would make them want to kill someone."

Abel suddenly emitted a pure, majestic Dragon Roar into the city, trying to intimidate those half-baked Dragon Warriors into shutting up.

The result was a few seconds of silence in the city, but then shouts filled with surprise echoed again and again.

It seemed those adventurers didn't expect anyone could emit such a realistic Dragon Roar, and they all rushed to mimic it.

"...Damn it, a bunch of idiots."

Meanwhile, in Lanle's mansion.

"Your Highness, the team you summoned is booming, more and more people are signing up!"

Jon cheerfully came over hugging a stack of papers to report the news.

"Hmm, this is within my expectations."

Lanle outwardly maintained a calm demeanor, but those eyebrows lightly raised, clearly showing joy.

"After all, the image of this Prince battling a giant dragon is sure to attract fellow warriors."

"Of course, of course," Jon didn't snark back, simply echoed with praise, "These are the latest resumes, if there are no issues, let these people join."

"My team needs to be the best, to achieve results even better than the battle with Temude."

Lanle's face showed a proud expression as he personally reviewed the resumes submitted by these adventurers, carefully selecting them one by one.

He has now shed any lowbrow interests and spends his days doing only two things.

One is to exercise in the forest area, the other is to recruit a team.

The recruitment is absolutely under his leadership, a team capable of challenging the Battle Festival!

Although others haven't said it, Lanle is very clear in his heart that his current reputation still doesn't match that of Temude.

The footage he released earlier of challenging the Flying Dragon Yakir was only to prove his strength and tell the outside world that joining my team wouldn't be disgraceful.

After all, people with strength care quite a bit about their reputation.

Joining a team of the "Prince with decent martial art skills and the courage to slay dragons" is certainly more respectable than joining a "Prince who only knows magic but hasn't achieved much fame."

Additionally, he received financial support from Banto, so now gradually people are starting to join him, and his short-term dream is about to be realized.

"I originally wanted to bring the army along too, but the army is now practicing hard to defeat the Mad Dragon, and Temude can't move them."

Lanle regretfully said a sentence, at this time Jon brought over another Image Stone.

"Your Highness, this is today's tachi demonstration footage."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Lanle's praise made Jon very happy.

"Relaxation time has arrived."

Lanle put down the resumes he had finished reading and looked at the footage, which showed an adventurer using a tachi to challenge an umbrella bird.

That person was very familiar with the monster's movement patterns, and the tachi was practiced to perfection. Even the footwork during battle and position switching were extremely skillful, making the whole battle highly entertaining.

When it ended, the hunt against the umbrella bird lasted a total of six minutes and thirty-two seconds.

"A new record!" Lanle applauded and praised, "What's his name, I want to reward him!"

Among adventurers in the forest area, there is a rather popular activity — challenging to defeat monsters with forest area weapons in the shortest time possible.

Every weapon, every monster, the number of challengers, whether magic is used, all have different record categories.

As for why this activity with no reward has become popular, most adventurers not involved can't say.

Probably because it feels cool?

However, those familiar with the forest area can say this activity stems from "archaeology" of Sain Dungeon.

In various places of the forest area, traces of human activities can occasionally be seen, and there are even some remnants of very old buildings and shipwrecks.

You can often pick up notes from this, which record information about the area, such as what is produced where, which monster's weak points are where, the most enjoyable meat to hunt, etc., which is quite helpful for adventurers.

Some notes also record old stories.

For example, people who once lived here were researching the secrets of the creatures here, and those hunting these guys were honored as Monster Hunters.

Talented people emerged among the Monster Hunters, and often a person who could defeat the sky and earth appeared after a while.

For instance, a Legendary Hunter nicknamed "Canglan Star" had ventured through this forest, as recorded in the notes, challenging countless unimaginable monsters, each accomplishment enough to boast about for a lifetime.

It is said that when a Demon Hunter went to the Ancient Tree Forest to hunt the Deer Head Spirit, this Canglan Star suppressed the other monsters in the Ancient Tree Forest singlehandedly.

People want to know more about this legend, but unfortunately, no new notes have been discovered; even here, fragmented storytelling seems to be in play.

However, people have gleaned a bit about other things from the fragmented storytelling.

Like drinks available at the "Rebirth" tavern in the Elu cat base being Jieyun Village specialties, with each drink named after Monster Hunters based on different ingredients, supposedly a privilege for Legendary Hunters.

The Gathering Point Restaurant's dessert shop sells dumplings from Flame Fire Village, and a Legendary Hunter once ate dumplings as meals every day.

When adventurers learn about these things, they often smile knowingly, feeling a rare sense of humor and serenity in comparison to other regions (except the gourmet area).

Who knows why they feel such peace in a forest area filled with dangerous monsters? Perhaps other regions are more hellish.

"I'm now more interested in the stories of the forest area."

Lanle looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and sighed:

"It's completely different from Younka's alarmist tone; Sain Dungeon is clearly a fun place."

Thinking of Younka, his voice paused.

"If he wants to do something to Sain, now I would stop him."

At the same time, in Sain Dungeon, in the Dungeon Lord's room.

Gong Qiying looked at the letter spread on the altar with a somewhat conflicted expression.

It was a letter from Cangyin Dungeon, but the content made him feel a bit difficult.

"The opposite Dungeon Lord actually says they want to donate ninety-nine percent of their spiritual power profits each month to repay the favor of saving their life, and actively come to be a subordinate Dungeon..."

The useful content of the letter can be summarized with these words, but besides these, the letter contained a large amount of praise, commendation, and accolades for Gedwin... all positive language, almost enough to exaggerate him into a perfect, omnipotent God.

Gong Qiying had never seen such an enthusiastic Dungeon Lord, enthusiastic to the point where he was a bit at a loss.

But there's one problem...

"Who was the Dungeon Lord of Cangyin Dungeon again?"

Time has passed, and he really can't remember.

Just then.

[The Dungeon Lord of Cangyin Dungeon has sent a meeting invitation]