White Dragon Lord

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The White Dragon Lord looked at the cheering murlocs and followers of other races and raised its huge wings.
The atmosphere on the scene was completely ignited, and the cheers were deafening.

Old Blind was standing by the White Dragon Lord while looking at the scene below, and he was filled with emotions.
Where were the murlocs who were still struggling at the bottom of the food chain?

But now, one could sit high on the Colosseum and watch the murlocs fight for fun.
It respectfully looked at the White Dragon Lord on the side.
If it wasn’t considerate of its identity, it would be like the ordinary murlocs below, chanting the name of Lord White Dragon together.

Because all this was changed by the white dragon.

Old Jimmy on the side also smiled and looked at the crowded scene below.
While feeling emotional, he also calculated today’s income.

Yes, it was impossible to build such a huge Colosseum in the White Scale City without the support of the senior murlocs.
This Colosseum was built and operated by Old Jimmy, and other murloc seniors who took shares.

Amos opened one eye to these small actions at the high-level murlocs and closed another.
As long as the water was clear, there would be no fish.
As long as the bottom line was not violated, the white dragon was also happy to see the prosperity of business, because, for all businesses within his sphere of influence, twenty percent profit was considered tax, which entered the private vault of the white dragons.

Not long after, a side gate on the arena opened, and a group of human adventurers in leather armour flooded out, either holding spears or carrying sharp swords,

Although the weapons were different, everyone held a standard oak shield.

The gate was closed, and the adventurers stood on the edge of the arena, taking the last second to familiarize themselves with their weapons and equipment.

The audience was attracted by the human adventurers who appeared on the stage, and they all looked at the arena.

In the arena, the ground was red and black, exuding a bloody atmosphere.
It was because the blood in the past penetrated the slabs and could not be cleaned.
The surface of the slabs was filled with pits and nicks, telling the tale of the tragic battles to the audience.

After a while, there was a cry in the sky, and two two-legged wyverns descended from the sky and landed in the centre of the arena.

Old Jimmy who received the news had done a good job of propagating it, the audience already knew the protagonist today, but they still couldn’t suppress the excitement.
And why should it be suppressed? In this world, the most primitive blood and violence could always stimulate the most instinctive animal nature of intelligent creatures.

The audience watched the bipedal wyverns descending from the sky, cheering madly, throwing out the petals in their hands.
The Colosseum had been established for a few years, and there were only a few high-level battles, and this time there were two high-level battles of the half-dragons.
It was simply unprecedented.

Wyverns with two legs were the closest to real dragons, except that it had no forelimbs and was small in size, it was no different from the real dragon.

Of course, these were only external features, internal things like dragon inheritance were not something that half-dragons could have.
They could only rely on dragon veins to passively awaken some spell abilities.
They had subpar intelligence, and they couldn’t actively learn magic.

The intelligence of the wyverns was equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child.
It could accept simple orders.
Before it came, the White Dragon Lord had ordered that it could not fly away and so did its best to fight.

But it was the adventurers who took the initiative.

Under the command of the leader, the adventurers raised their shields to protect their torsos, and slowly approached the wyverns standing at the centre of the arena.

The wyverns looked at the approaching human beings and felt threatened.
They opened their mouths, revealing their white fangs, and a threatening low roar from its throat.
The turbid green acid dripped from its teeth and fell to the ground.
The rock made a creaking sound, and small bubbles emerged one after another, and the surface was corroded into small pits of different depths.

The show had started!