Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 943 - 619: Gui Ao’er Is a Dragon Who Could Be My Mother!

Humans are the most imaginative race in the world.

In this world, ninety percent of the love literature about beautiful young girls or boys of different races is all created by humans.

It's said that in the era when giant dragons hadn't learned the magic of transforming into humans, vampires still looked like ancient scrolls, and beastmen were big and burly and not cute at all, certain special individuals among humans creatively depicted the beautiful images of dragon ladies, vampire ladies, and beast girls.

These beautiful images spread widely among humans, eventually forming humans' beautiful fantasies of other races, even turning into something like base logic.

Millions of single aging magicians create related mental nourishment day and night, and this human imagination has covered the entire world, seemingly even affecting real products in the end.

Giant dragons, after learning the magic of transforming into humans, really chose to mold their appearances according to human stereotypes.

The muscles of female entities among beastmen became less and less obvious, their figures more slender, and their faces leaned towards beautiful young girls, while the male entities became more muscle-bound, looking like ideal berserker material.

Vampires also divided into two factions; one looking more and more like the elegant beauties imagined by humans, with fair skin and graceful demeanor, while the other turned into mad gigantic men who liked screaming, "Wryyyyyy—".

Whether such a trend of change is an inevitable change originally within these races, or whether human imagination created a miracle and changed the world, is unknown.

But what is certain is that human imagination is still playing a powerful role, just like now.

"In my opinion, Gui Ao'er's human form must be at least three meters tall, with a completely fair complexion and a very loud voice, but internally gentle like a kind old man, and will embrace humans and gently comfort them when they are feeling down, best accompanied by a lullaby, such a grand beauty!"

"No, no, no, no, no, obviously it should be a loli mother type no taller than 1.5 meters, right? Literature works like to do it this way, the contrast is maxed out!"

"So, apart from the disagreement on appearance, is Gui Ao'er's kind and loving old man character setting confirmed? Once confirmed, I can start writing the novel."

Inside Black Stone City's adventurer's guild, adventurers were having a heated debate about what Gui Ao'er's human form should look like.

This argument has been going on for two whole days, and up to now, it has been divided into two factions: the "Grand Beauty Faction" and the "Loli Faction", both sides firing back and forth with great joy.

The spiritual leader of the former is Roger, an adventurer and famous beast tamer, and the leader of the latter is a local officer named Xia Ya.

At this moment, intense emotions were sparkling in both of their eyes, and their gazes fiercely collided as if sparks could fly.

Gui Ao'er's news had stirred such discussions for so many days, surprisingly, the hottest topic among humans is how its human form should look…

"Humans are a lost cause, and so is this country."

Inside the guild, one of Uffie's disciples, Moer, a quadrupedal giant dragon who was watching the argument, held his eyes, letting out a sigh filled with exhaustion.

Gui Ao'er's age and such, in human eyes, are like a cute attribute tag that can spark endless fantasies, but in the eyes of Moer, who is a member of the dragon clan, these human quarrels…

It's like arguing about what kind of presence the old, old, old... old grandmother at home would have after turning into another race.

Just thinking about that scene made Moer so uncomfortable that he covered himself, feeling a pang of gastric pain.

If he were to imagine it deeply, he'd probably faint on the spot.

"If it weren't for the family mission requiring me to interact with people here, I'd really want to turn around and leave..."

The task Moer received from the dragon clan was to contact Roger to analyze the monster related to "dragons" that appeared in the Sain Dungeon.

Roger and his animal friends caught the attention of the dragon clan, of course, this attention first focused on the Sain Dungeon before settling on Roger.

The elders of the dragon clan discovered something puzzling.

Inside the Sain Dungeon, dragons like the Flying Dragon Yakir bear similarities to today's dragon clan, but those dragons in the forest area, like Dawn Dragons and Bomb Dragons, feel quite different from their own dragon clan.

This can't be explained away with just a phrase about biological differences from ancient times.

The dragon clan couldn't understand; could it be that these dragon corpses and other creatures inside the Sain Dungeon are hybrids? But the subtlety of the details makes one doubtful.

Coincidentally, Roger and a bunch of beast tamers seemed very familiar with the monsters in the Sain Dungeon, so Moer was assigned this task.

"Sigh, why couldn't it be Abel coming over, and yet he ran away."

Moer sighed, gazing at the endlessly arguing humans, recalling Abel.

That guy ran off, leaving him here alone, in order to relay Gui Ao'er's news to the elder member of the clan in the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Imperial capital, the highest point of power in Warrior Country.

The Royal Palace, standing tall like a pinnacle and resembling a sword piercing through the sky, is noticeable even before entering the city. Once inside the gate of the imperial capital, the majesty projected by the towering Royal Palace would make anyone feel their own insignificance, thus generating tremendous respect for the ruling figure within.

You think this is the credit of the architects?

In fact, it's just that the King Banto instructed magicians to cast hypnosis magic at the city gate, placing one every hour; it's cheaper and more efficient than sparing a lot of effort to enhance the palace's perception architecturally.

And not far from the Royal Palace, a building resembling a giant nest occupies a vast space, at first glance looking like a monster's lair.

Large and small flying creatures come and go in the giant nest. On closer inspection, they are all flying dragons of various shapes.

This unadorned structure was named Dragon Nest, built specially by the Warrior Country as a gesture to show importance to their dragon clan allies, equivalent to the royal palace for the dragon clan.

"That guy Banto has been delaying the War Festival for so long, what's going on with their heroic ancestors?"

Deep inside the Dragon Nest, an elder with the body of a strong man but the head of a dragon, wearing a luxurious robe, murmured irritably to himself.

"It's all because when I was young, I swore to respect human customs and live amicably with humans, leaving me no room for enjoyment these days."

During the War Festival, people are required to strictly discipline themselves; although enjoyment is not forbidden, it is not encouraged.

This elder, or rather, old dragon, is itching at the moment.

Because he heard there was a mysterious and beautiful female dragon appearing in Red Teeth Dungeon, and he really wanted to see it!

However, he is the current clan leader of the dragon clan, without a special reason, he can't wander around during the War Festival.

"Damn it!"

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

At this moment, Abel's voice echoed within the Dragon Nest.

The elder didn't even turn around and asked, "So, what trouble did you get into this time to come back looking for me?"

His old face became stern, and he said irritably:

"The matter of you falsely claiming that there would be beautiful dragons at the Battle Festival and coaxing your father, mother, and a bunch of elders there to get beaten up isn't over. Several elders are still shouting to beat you up, only I managed to hold them back."

"Doesn't that show how wise and mighty you are, Grandpa?"

Abel chuckled awkwardly.

At the first Battle Festival, the reason those flying dragons participated was quite different from the people's, they were coaxed by Abel to go there.

As a result, they became Latan's living targets, purely there to get beaten up.

"Tell me, what do you want this time? Didn't I ask you to learn some skills?" The elder kept a stern face.

"This time in Sain Dungeon, I've discovered something incredible."

Abel said, producing an Image Stone related to Gui Ao'er, and opened the projection, saying:

"There appeared an age-unknown giant dragon in there. I feel the opponent might be extraordinary, so I came back to show you, Grandpa, should we go investigate?"

"What incredible giant dragon, I...."

The elder turned his head with a face full of disdain.

But as his eyes hit the image of Gui Ao'er, his breath paused for a split second, then his eyes widened.

"This, this, this..."

He leaned closer to the Image Stone, constantly inspecting Gui Ao'er's figure. Abel said, "How about it, can't determine the age, right? Seems really impressive."

"That majestic gaze, that robust body, and that booming voice remind me of my deceased mother."

With eyes full of Chasing Memories, and even somewhat moved, the elder softly said, "This could be a giant dragon that is like my mother...."

"?"

Abel's expression stiffened for a moment "Grandpa, what did you just say?"

Even though he knew his grandfather sometimes behaves unpredictably, he doubted he'd joke at such a moment?

"You said she was in Sain Dungeon?"

The elder raised his head, his gaze burning as he looked at Abel.

"Yeah." Abel was at a loss for words.

"Certainly worth investigating."

The elder regained his wise and calm demeanor, stroking his dragon beard, and finally clapped his hands, saying:

"It's decided, I will personally go!"

"Huh?"