Who designed this underworld dungeon?.

Chapter 626 Erro's Diary
"How did the game go?"

The Lord's Room in the City of Sein.

Gong Qiying placed the newly released battle footage of Erro in front of Chi Ya.

He was very confident in his ability to select monsters, and the battle he had just witnessed would certainly be visually satisfying, and would also meet Red Fang's requirements.

While giving Akagi a good look, Miyagi also made an attempt to spread the Mad Dragon Virus and parasites to the dragon.

He had always wanted to see if there would be any extreme individuals or bizarre overcoming phenomena in this world, or even dragons that could possess both. It just so happened that Ero's powerful body could be used to observe this.

Unfortunately, the other party showed more of a negative state during this period, but it would be impossible if overcoming the extreme and the bizarre were so easy.

There's plenty of time ahead, so he chose a safer approach: luring Erro into the dungeon again and again, allowing him to gradually adapt to the Mad Dragon Virus and the parasites with each battle.

He didn't intend for Erro to leave the dungeon with these things, so he helped remove these negative statuses before Erro left.

As for what benefits Gong Qiying would gain from doing so.
On a grand scale, it could attract more dragons to the Sien Dungeon, increasing revenue from spiritual energy; on a smaller scale, it could...

He was very curious, and that was it.

"They played really well."

As Chi Ya watched Ero's disheveled state in the video, he couldn't help but nod repeatedly.

"But it felt like the fight wasn't exciting enough, and that old guy wasn't completely defeated."

He sighed, saying he hadn't had enough of watching it.

"This guy's strength has increased quite a bit since before. I didn't expect him to be able to fight your dragon to such an extent."

"I didn't expect him to be so resilient."

Gong Qiying waved his hand. He suddenly understood Chi Ya's thoughts. He probably shouldn't have sent such a handsome monster as Tianhui Longjue Yinlong.

They should have introduced some disgusting monsters like the Peach-haired Beast King and the Red Armor Beast, along with some ugly creatures like the Mudfish Dragon to inflict mental damage on Ero. If they had done that, Ero would definitely have been disgusted, and Red Fang would have had a great time watching.

But as for the consequences, Ero might be so disgusted that he never comes back.

"It's okay, I'll deal with him when he comes again, and I'll send you the footage as soon as possible."

Upon hearing what Gong Qiying said, Chi Ya felt much better, his expression returned to normal, and he changed the subject during the conversation.

"How many dragons do you have that I haven't seen before? Give me a list."

Those three dragons are really cool-looking, even though they're not female dragons, that's what Red Fang thinks; handsome dragons are also within his aesthetic range.

Note that this pertains to the realm of aesthetics, not the realm of pulling up radishes.

"There are too many to list," Gong Qiying said modestly.

"Then let's find an opportunity to release some more and see if there are any dungeons where sealed artifacts have escaped that we can fight."

You've got a pretty good plan.

Although he knew that Chi Ya was a very righteous and honorable person, for a moment, Gong Qiying was afraid that the other party might deliberately escape the sealed artifact in order to see more of the dragons in the Sien Dungeon.

But if you really asked him to list all the dragons that are available, that would take too much time, and there are also many dragons in their names that are not actually dragons, such as the Dragon God and the Fire-Breathing Dragon.
Therefore, Gong Qiying chose to change the subject.

"What happened between you two before?" He poked Red Fang's scales. "It wouldn't be fun if you didn't tell me the whole story."

"It's nothing, I was just young back then."

Memories surfaced in Chiya's eyes as he recounted the events of the past.

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Outside the city of Sein, it was nearly nighttime.

The return of Erro and his companions caused a stir among the surrounding adventurers.

The main reason is that the scene of such a group of dragons filing out of the dungeon is really too shocking. Apart from the first battle festival, people have never seen the dragons make such a big show.

Especially the giant, golden dragon at the head of the pack, it looked incredibly majestic. One look and you knew it wasn't an ordinary person, no, an ordinary dragon.

Some knowledgeable people even directly revealed Erro's identity, eliciting gasps of surprise from those around him.

"Is he actually the chieftain of the bipedal dragons?"

"Even such important figures personally go down into the underground city."

"Of course, he eats and goes to the bathroom himself." "Could it be that he was also attracted here by the news about Gui'er?"

People thought it was highly likely that Erro was drawn there by Guillor's message. With this speculation, everyone wondered what kind of intelligence he had obtained.

After all, it's impossible for such an important figure to come up empty-handed, right?
The evidence is that all these dragons have transformed into their true forms; they couldn't have done so without going through a fierce battle!

At this point, everyone is speculating wildly, with some even suggesting that Ero might also be after the Dragon Feast. Could it be that dragons can also enjoy the Dragon Feast? That seems a bit too hellish and cruel.

Ignoring the gossiping adventurers, Erro dismissed the younger ones and took Abe back to the hall in the Dragon Nest where he usually stayed.

This area is too vast for humans, but just right for dragons.

After shutting down all possible pathways for outsiders to see inside, Erro tore off the illusion magic covering his body, exposing his still slowly healing wounds to the air.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Erro showed an expression that said, "My grandson has grown up and knows how to care for his grandfather," and said kindly and gently:

"It's nothing, my foot! It hurts like hell! I should have let you go by yourself."

"Doesn't this make you seem like a really good grandfather?"

"Stop being silly and go find me some medicine to heal your wounds."

Abe went off to find healing potion.

Erro dragged himself onto the soft, oversized bed, reflecting on the day's battle, feeling increasingly distressed.

"Although I had heard of the existence of General Shattered Star, I did not expect that even the dragons in that underground city were so powerful."

He used magic to summon a thick notebook, and used magic to record his experiences of the day in detail; writing a diary was his hobby.

A gust of wind blew by, and the pages of the diary flipped forward with a rustling sound, instantly traversing the long years and returning to Erro's childhood.

What was recorded on it were bedtime stories his mother told him when he was a child, legends about the origins of their lineage.

"My mother said that it was originally difficult for bipedal and quadrupedal dinosaurs to interbreed and produce offspring, but this situation was changed by an ancestor whose lineage is unknown."

“My mother said that ancestor once held a very high position in the dragon clan, but later events led to his exile.”

"It is said that his blood relatives fell into assimilation with the demons. At the moment of his blood relatives' corruption, his ancestor was also corrupted by the demons, and his bloodline became impure and even ferocious. As a result, he was banished by the dragons and came to live in the mortal world, where he had offspring."

"Perhaps due to the pollution from the demon race, the ancestor broke the curse that two-legged and four-legged people could not reproduce, and his descendants would no longer be troubled by this problem. However, he was not happy at all and was still worried about his fallen blood relatives."

"On his deathbed, his ancestor said that on the day his blood relatives fell into depravity, his eyes saw a distant phantom."

"That was a giant dragon whose form was indistinct, gnawing at a pitch-black tree that stretched from the sky to the ground."

"My ancestor said it was a prophecy, a prophecy that would definitely come true one day in the future. After saying this, he died."

Erro looked at the diary he had written when he was a child, a diary he still remembered to this day.

I remember how I felt when my mother told me this story; all I could think about was:
"Mom, is this something I should tell the child as a bedtime story?"

Ero's lips twitched, which, in human terms, would be a disdainful shrug.

This story is completely boring and full of mystical ramblings; nobody likes it.

However, his mother liked to talk about these kinds of things, which shows how painful his childhood was.

His childhood experiences also instilled in him a deep-seated passion. Later, he personally cared for each of his descendants and carefully selected bedtime stories, sometimes even making them up himself to ensure they were absolutely interesting and easy to use for preschool education!

That's why Abe is so close to him now; Erro is a master at raising children among the two-legged dragons.

"Grandpa, the medicine has been found!"

"Apply it to me."

In the days that followed, although there was much speculation about Erro's behavior, he did not show up or take any action, as he was not very active in the public eye to begin with.

However, after resting for a few days, he still couldn't settle down and went to the Sien Dungeon again.

As a result, adventurers who frequented the area near the portal to the Sien dungeon would see a golden figure moving around every now and then. At first, they would point and whisper about it, but now they had completely gotten used to Ero's presence.

They were just people who, like them, were drawn to Saine.

Nothing to worry about.

(End of this chapter)