Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 942 - 618: Gui Ao’er’s Roar

Dragon Tomb.

If it weren't for discovering traces of the Crimson Corruption on the ground during a reckless sprint, the members of the Skyrim Strategy Group couldn't have imagined this place was located in Galide.

They couldn't have imagined that Galide still harbored a place where the power of the monsters was so strong!

The ground was teeming with elite level monsters, and even the weakest monster encountered was as strong as the Evil Soldiers. It's no exaggeration to say that one Evil Soldier could take on several Grick Soldiers.

After crossing the large bridge where the Flying Dragon Gui Re'er wandered, and leaving the territory of the Black Sword Followers and Evil Soldiers at the Beast Divine Temple, one could finally reach the place known as the Dragon Tomb.

The scenery there was simply unlike Galide.

The characteristic bloody sky was gone, replaced by an endless rainy night and oppressive clouds that seemed about to collapse.

Scattered water ponds battered by raindrops were visible everywhere, with trees that looked like the background of a rural horror movie scattered around. The rain fell incessantly, shadows swayed, and the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other was prominent in one's senses, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

In this place, at least in this small area, even the presence of the Crimson Corruption was diminished, leaving only the most primal fear of the strange environment in humans.

The shadows of the small flying dragons flickering between the swaying trees further solidified the danger of this place.

For battle-hardened adventurers, although these sights were creepy, they weren't intimidating enough to instill fear. Even when being chased by flying dragons, Luluwo could still find a moment to jokingly feed Torret a fruit in the midst of the ordeal.

However, at this very moment.

The moment the white rock, no, the white mountain in front of them suddenly trembled, the hearts of everyone in the Skyrim Strategy Group, including her, trembled along with the ground.

Especially when the true form of the white mountain was seen clearly, that inner trembling instantly transformed into one of humanity's most primal fears—

The fear of giant creatures!

"Roar————"

An unprecedented giant sound spread as if it had materialized!

This roar tore through the air, abruptly twisting it into visible gray-white waves, as if thousands of large drums were beating in unison, causing vibrations that shattered water ponds and trembled rocks for kilometers around!

"Crash!" "Boom!"

Inside the adventurer's guild, the tremendous sound captured in the Image Stone startled everyone. Cups, dice, and other objects fell to the ground as the adventurers' hands shook, resonating with the thunderous uproar.

The adventurers, who were teasing and joking with each other moments ago, stopped what they were doing, standing dazed like their brains couldn't process the overwhelming sound.

Amidst several "boom, boom, boom" sounds, heavy thuds were heard from outside on the street, where a few flying dragons had crashed to the ground.

Their expressions were a mix of shock and fear, faces marked with the humanized expression of dread. There was a phrase that vividly described their current state:

Like a child suddenly being loudly called by their full name from their grandmother or similar elder.

The scarier part was that they didn't even know what they did to provoke such a reaction.

The roars of other dragons were merely roars, but the roar that resounded before the adventurers' eyes now... contained a deeper immense power, such that weaker creatures might faint immediately if they directly encountered it!

A few quickly snapped out of the chaotic vibrations induced by the roar, eagerly staring at the image, trying to see what produced such a sound, but the Image Stone's visuals remained filled with the white rock.

"Hurry up and show the whole thing already!" someone exclaimed anxiously, at which point a humanoid dragon burst through the guild doors, shouting as they ran, "Which great ancestor got angry now!?" Curious onlookers swarmed in, filling the guild with all sorts of "unrelated people".

"Stop squeezing, stop squeezing, someone's gonna get hurt!"

"Who's pulling my tail!!!"

"I think I just heard my grandma yelling at me?"

In the midst of this chaotic scene, Luluwo remained unmoved, merely expanding the Image Stone's visuals several times over so everyone could see clearly.

The image suddenly flickered and wavered, as if the Image Stone had been tossed into the air, spinning continuously before conveniently landing and getting stuck on a tree branch.

And this action just so happened to perfectly capture the full view of the "white mountain"... well, at least its upper half.

The people craned their necks and widened their eyes, seeing the creature reflected in the image that was expected.

An enormous giant dragon lying in place!

Shock, beyond the word shock, nothing else could describe how people felt.

Luluwo stood with hands on hips, proud of having recorded it.

The only downside was that after the entire Skyrim Strategy Group bore the brunt of Gui Ao'er's Roar at close range, they were left unconscious, fainting on the spot.

Fortunately, the Image Stone slipped out of their hands and luckily recorded the scene, and she had been wise enough to already secure the Image Stone with chains on her, or else obtaining this valuable footage would've been impossible.

The reactions of the people inside the guild weren't much different.

"So, so big!"

"Like a stretch of mountains!"

"It's like the mountain is roaring!"

"A grand old dragon beauty!!!"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Their exclamations halted as if they heard something strange, all turning to look at the person who shouted the last phrase.

Oddly enough, the one who called out the phrase 'grand old dragon beauty' was a purely human individual.

"Wh, why? Don't dragons like just like this?"

That person only wanted to be a playful atmosphere creator, but unexpectedly even the dragons found his comment strange this time.

"No, how to put it," said a dragon, pointing at Gui Ao'er in the image with a peculiar look on his face, "her age looks quite advanced, more than enough to be my grandma's grandma, so...."

"Would you have thoughts about women of your grandma's age? Don't make assumptions about our dragon preferences, okay? It's these kinds of unfounded tales that lead people to misunderstand us radically."

"Yes, I can."

Before the giant dragon could finish its appeal, someone suddenly agreed with him from the crowd.

This time, it was dead silent, as everyone looked at the person speaking—a purebred human.

People looked at the guy with an expression of horror, as if their eyes were writing, "You're no longer human!"

"Why are you looking at me? What's wrong with liking elves and vampires?"

"You're obviously from the Yanor Kingdom; in the Warrior Country, romantic relationships with an age gap of over two hundred years could be suspect of pedophilia."

A small group of people present actually began seriously discussing fetishes and social ethics.

But most of them turned their attention back to Gui Ao'er. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Such a big dragon... how long would it take to finish a Dragon Feast with it?"

"I think you all should try; I won't stop you."

Luluwo shrugged, thinking the giant white dragon might be stronger than the Black Sword Followers. Forget Gui Ao'er's other potential powers; just its size could roll over a few streets and crush humans.

When she was little, she often wondered why giants in fairy tales would attack castles with weapons bit by bit. Clearly, if several giants lined up and rolled into the city, they could crush everything like vengeful rolling logs.

"Such a massive dragon definitely has an extraordinary background. Why is it here?"

"Wouldn't the person who can take it down be the greatest Dragon Warrior?"

"I want to try biting its heart a couple of times."

As people were imagining one after another, the more level-headed spoke up:

"An existence of this scale isn't something we can take down alone."

As he spoke, he scanned the surrounding crowd, spotting several well-known figures and finally resting his gaze on the Skyrim Strategy Group.

"Only frontier groups like the Strategy Group can give us solutions."

He took a deep breath, full of hope, sincerely addressing Luluwo as if watching heroes set off on their journey:

"Please, satisfy our curiosity! We can crowdfund to get you supplies!"

Facing the people's requests, Luluwo's response was:

"Oh no, I refuse."

"What!?"

People were shocked, some even used human-detection techniques on the spot to see if Luluwo in front of them was real.

How could they refuse? The Skyrim Strategy Group, known nationwide for their enthusiasm in adventure, refused a crowdfunding request? That didn't seem right!

"Because of scheduling issues, scheduling."

Luluwo's expression remained unchanged as she waved her slender fingers, saying, "We have other things to do next. There's really no time for the Dragon Tomb."

What could be more worthy of attention than that giant dragon? People were puzzled and confused.

"But you don't have to worry. I released the image today, which is like public intelligence. Those Strategy Groups will definitely go; there are tons of organizations stronger than us, so there's no need to expect us." she said calmly.

"But your strategies are very useful to us..."

"Well, thank you for the compliment~"

Luluwo stored away the Image Stone, beckoning her teammates towards the Guild, and said before leaving:

"Don't worry, Uffie and the others are already exploring the Dragon Tomb. You can look forward to their results. That's it, we're leaving."

Struggling to squeeze out of the crowd at the Guild, Berto glanced at the still jam-packed Guild and said:

"Captain, since the Dragon Tomb is catching so much attention now, should we change our target and explore it first?"

"Berto, you should know the Dragon Tomb is now a place everyone knows about. The attention is high, but many stronger than us will rush over, trying to get a piece in this exploration race."

Luluwo smirked slightly and said:

"If we're going to explore, we need to find a place absolutely no one has discovered yet, and before everyone reacts, deliver the biggest results at once."

"Just right, I'm a bit interested in what that White Mask named Fanlei said. The so-called 'Blood Dynasty' might be a place yet to be discovered by anyone."

She took a piece of white cloth out of her pocket.

[Oath Cloth of the Blood King]

[Pure White Oath Cloth given by Fanlei]

[To become a knight of the 'Blood King' Monger, you must complete the final trial: soak the cloth in the blood of a witch]

[But since you don't have a witch, other witches' blood will do just fine]

"I didn't expect to encounter a White Mask in the Lake Lienia, which had already been explored thoroughly, and coincidentally got this item."

Luluwo gave directions for the Skyrim Strategy Group's next move.

"Isn't there a Finger Witch at the Battle Festival? We'll go ask her for some blood, just a finger cut should suffice, right?"

"Wonder if Melina's blood can be used, but it's a pity we can't find her now."

The Skyrim Strategy Group embarked on the exploration of an unknown hidden map.

As for Gui Ao'er.

It caught the attention of the Dragons of the Warrior Country.