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Chapter 619 Guior's Roar
Dragon Tomb.

If it weren't for discovering the crimson, decaying traces on the ground while running around aimlessly, none of the Skyrim strategy team members would have imagined that this place was in Galid.

It's unbelievable that there are monsters of such immense strength in Galid!
Elite-level monsters are everywhere. Even the weakest monsters I've found are of the strength of a villain. It's no exaggeration to say that one villain can probably take on several Grik soldiers.

After crossing the bridge where the dragon Guiller lingered, and leaving the territory of the Beast Temple where the Black Sword's followers and evil soldiers resided, one could truly arrive at the place known as the Dragon Tomb.

The scenery there was nothing like Galid.

Gone was the iconic blood-red sky, replaced by endless rainy nights and dark, gloomy clouds that seemed about to collapse.

Everywhere you look, there are scattered puddles of water pattered by raindrops. Trees that look like they belong in a horror movie set in a mountain village are everywhere. The rain keeps falling, the shadows of the trees sway, and the rustling sound of the leaves rubbing against each other is extremely prominent to the senses, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Here, at least in this small area, even the presence of crimson decay is diminished, leaving only humanity's most primal fear of the eerie environment.

The small flying dragon that flitted among the swaying shadows of the trees brought the danger of this place to life.

These sights, though eerie to battle-hardened adventurers, were not so terrifying as to instill fear. Even when chased and attacked by dragons, Luluwo could still find a moment of humor and feed Toret a handful of fruit.

But at this moment.

As she witnessed the white rocks—no, the white mountains—suddenly tremble before her, her heart, along with that of everyone in the Skyward Strategy Team, trembled along with the ground.

Especially after clearly seeing the true face of these white mountains, the initial tremor instantly transformed into one of humanity's most primal fears—

Fear of giants!

"Ouch————"

The unprecedentedly loud noise spread rapidly, as if it had materialized!
This roar tore through the air, contorting it into visible gray-white waves, like thousands of drums beating in unison, the shockwave causing rocks and water to tremble and shatter within a radius of miles!
"Smack!" "Bang!"

The adventurers' guild was also startled by the loud noise that was present in the video. Wine glasses, dice, and other items were dropped to the ground by the adventurers' trembling hands, making sounds that echoed the loud noise.

The adventurers who had been joking and teasing each other stopped what they were doing and stood there dumbfounded, as if their brains hadn't had time to process the huge sound.

Then came a few more "bangs" – the sound of something heavy falling to the ground from the street outside the Adventurers' Guild. It turned out to be several flying dragons.

Their expressions were a mixture of shock and fear, their faces etched with a human-like dread. One word vividly describes their current state:
It's like a child suddenly being yelled at by an elder like their grandmother.

What's even more terrifying is that they themselves don't even know what they did to deserve such a shouting.

The roars of other dragons are just roars, but the roar that appeared before the adventurers at this moment contained a deeper and greater power. If a weaker creature were to personally experience this roar, it would probably faint on the spot!
A few people quickly recovered from the chaotic shock brought on by the roar and hurriedly stared at the image to see what had made the roar, but the image captured by the recording stone remained filled with white rocks.

"Hurry up and show us the whole thing!" someone exclaimed impatiently. At that moment, a dragon in human form burst through the guild's door and rushed in, shouting in disbelief, "Whose ancestor is angry?!" Unaware of the situation, the onlookers swarmed in, and in the blink of an eye, the guild was filled with all sorts of "miscellaneous people."

"Stop pushing! Stop pushing! Someone's going to die if you keep pushing!"

"Who pulled my tail?!"

"I think I just heard Grandma yelling at me?"

Amidst this chaotic scene, Lulu remained unmoved, simply magnifying the image on the recording stone several times over, making it visible to everyone.

Suddenly, the screen flickered and shook rapidly, as if the recording stone had been thrown out in an instant. It spun continuously in the air and finally landed on a tree branch and got stuck.

This action just happened to capture the entirety of the "White Mountain"—or rather, its upper half.

People craned their necks and stared wide-eyed, and sure enough, the creature reflected in the picture was the same.

It was a colossal dragon lying on the spot!

Shock; there is no other word than shock to describe people's feelings.

Luluwo stood with her hands on her hips; she recorded this herself, so of course she was proud of it.

The only downside was that the entire Skyward conquest team was knocked unconscious after taking that [Gioar's Roar] at close range, and they collapsed on the spot.

Fortunately, the recording stone slipped from her hand and managed to record the scene. It was also fortunate that she had consciously tied the recording stone to her body with chains, otherwise she would not have been able to obtain this precious image.

The reactions of the people in the guild were roughly the same.

"Okay, so big!"

"Like a continuous mountain range!"

"It's like a giant mountain roaring!"

"A mature and beautiful dragon!!!"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The crowd's exclamations ceased, as if they had heard something strange, and they all turned to look at the person who had uttered the last sentence.

Strangely enough, the person who uttered the term "older Mei Long" was actually a pure human being.

"W-what's wrong? Don't you dragons like this?"

That person just wanted to be a funny character to create a lively atmosphere, but he didn't expect that even the dragons would find him strange this time.

“No, well, how should I put it,” a dragon said, pointing at [Guioor] in the image with a strange expression, “she looks quite old, old enough to be my great-grandmother, so…”

"Would you have any thoughts about a woman your grandmother's age? Don't make wild guesses about our dragons' sexual fetishes, okay? It's because of your fabricated stories that the world has so many misunderstandings about us."

"Yes."

Before the dragon could finish its complaint, someone in the crowd suddenly agreed with it. This time, a deathly silence fell as everyone turned to look at the speaker—a pure-blooded human.

Everyone looked at that guy with terror in their eyes, as if their eyes were saying, "You're no longer human!"

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

"I can tell you're from the Kingdom of Anor. In the Kingdom of Warriors, relationships between people with an age difference of more than two hundred years are suspected of being pedophilia."

A small group of people present actually began to seriously discuss sexual fetishes and social ethics.

However, most people still focused their attention on Guiaol.

"If such a large dragon were used for a dragon feast, how long would it take to eat?"

"I think you're welcome to give it a try; I won't stop you."

Luluwo shrugged. She thought this great white dragon was probably even stronger than the Black Sword's familiar. Putting aside the other powers that Guiol might possess, just its size alone was enough to crush several streets of humans if it rolled around on the ground twice.

When she was little, she often wondered why the giants in fairy tales always attacked the city bit by bit with weapons. Why couldn't they just line up a few giants and roll them into the city like a vengeful log to crush everything?

"Such a large dragon must have an extraordinary origin. Why is it here?"

"The one who can defeat it is the strongest dragon warrior, right?"

"I want to try taking a couple of bites of its heart."

Just as everyone was lost in their daydreams, someone who was a little more level-headed said:

"We can't take down an entity of this scale on our own."

As he spoke, he looked around and saw a group of famous figures mingling in the crowd, before finally focusing his gaze on the Skyline Strategy Team.

"Only cutting-edge organizations like the strategy team can provide us with results."

He took a deep breath, and with a heart full of anticipation, spoke to Luluwo with the sincerity of a villager watching a hero embark on his journey:
"Please, satisfy our curiosity! We can crowdfund to buy you supplies!"

When people made requests, Luluwo's ​​response was:
"No, I refuse."

"Why!?"

People were astonished, and some even used human detection techniques on the spot to see if Luluwo was really a real person.

How could they possibly refuse? The Skywalker Strategy Team, whose adventurous spirit ranks among the top in the country, would actually refuse someone's crowdfunding request? This just doesn't make sense!
"It's because of scheduling issues, scheduling."

Luluwo, her expression unchanged, shook her slender fingers and said, "We have other things to do next, and we really don't have time for the Dragon Tomb."

Is there anything more worthy of attention than that giant dragon? People were puzzled and confused.

"But you don't need to worry. Releasing the footage today is equivalent to releasing information publicly. Those strategy groups will definitely go. There are plenty of organizations stronger than us, so you don't necessarily have to expect anything from us," she said calmly.

"But your guide is very useful to us."

"Thank you so much for the compliment!"

Luluwo put away the recording stone, called her companions to leave the guild, and said before leaving:

"It's alright, Yuffie and the others are already exploring the Dragon Tomb. You can look forward to their findings. That's all, we're leaving now."

After struggling to squeeze through the crowd to the guild, Berto glanced at the still completely blocked guild and said:
"Captain, since the Dragon Tomb is attracting so much attention right now, shouldn't we change our target and explore this place first?"

“Berto, you need to understand that the Dragon Tomb is now a well-known place. It attracts a lot of attention, but many people who are more capable than us will flock there to try and get a piece of the pie in this exploration race.”

Luluwo smiled and said:

"If we want to explore, we need to find places that no one has discovered yet, and present our biggest findings all at once before everyone realizes what's happening."

“Perfect timing. I’m quite interested in what that white-masked guy named Van Lei said. That so-called ‘Blood Dynasty’ might be a place that has never been discovered by people.”

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

【The Oath of the Blood King】

【The pure white oath given by Vanley】

To become a knight of "Blood King" Mongo, one must complete the final trial: soak that cloth in the witch's blood.

However, since you don't have a witch, using the blood of other witches is fine.

"I never expected to encounter the White Mask in Lake Lienia, which I had already explored thoroughly, and I also got this item along the way."

Luluvo gave instructions on the next steps for the Skyrim strategy team.

"Isn't there a finger witch at the Battle Festival? Let's go find her and borrow some blood. A little prick on our finger should be enough, right?"

"I don't know if Melina's will work, but unfortunately I can't find her anywhere right now."

The Skyward Strategy Team embarked on an exploration of a currently unknown, hidden map.

As for Gui'er...

It attracted the attention of the dragons of the Warrior Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)