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."
