The temperature is so hot that even on the ground you can feel the heat wave coming towards you.

The fiery red flames added a bit of power to Igna's body, and people underground could not tell whether he was an adult dragon or not.

The loud roar of the dragon continued for a while, and Igna wandered around in the sky for several times.

A perfect script, but the ending is not perfect.

An accident happened. There was a major problem with the frequency of Ignar's wings flapping. The sudden change caused him to fall from the sky. This phenomenon was the same as "falling on the ground". He was once again used to falling naturally, but he fell.

The landing point of the dragon also habitually deviated. He missed Demi again and fell in front of Grover Waverley. The dragon's head lay flat on the ground so naturally, as if he stretched his neck and waited for the fall.

The guilty criminal.

Grove was stunned for a moment, astonished by the dragon head that came to cheer him up. He subconsciously slashed Igna's neck with his sword blade.

There was a clanging sound, and it felt harder than being hit directly on steel.

".. Can you please pay attention to the rules?" Ignar cursed and stood up. It was already embarrassing enough for him to fall down by mistake, and he was attacked by the enemy. He looked back at his own camp and found that most of the people had looked away.

, Demi covered the dragon's eyes, and even the other dragons felt embarrassed by his performance, which was more humiliating than expected. In other words, he was humiliated. He turned his attention to Yue

Er, I saw him spreading his claws, looking like there was nothing I could do.

Poor Igna also understood that things had already happened and it would be difficult to change them. He turned his head dejectedly.

"He looks quite weak..." Hetkela Bian expressed his opinion.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Grove added, "His defense is very strong."

But the meaning of this sentence is more like, nothing more.

"You're going to have to pay for this, little guy."

Igna responded, speaking loudly to the provocateur.

"Hetkra Bian is the most powerful warrior in my army. He is a fifth-level warrior. Even the royal family is amazed by his sword skills. Mr. Joel, I am right to call you that.

I wish to play a game with you."

"Game...?" Joel made a voice, questioning with a little excitement.

"Hetkra Bian is the most powerful warrior in my army. Even the royal family was amazed by his sword skills."

"so what?"

Joel interrupted Grove's useless nonsense, he urged, he just wanted to know the content of the game and the rewards and punishments.

He still has full confidence in Igna. Although he is a little unreliable as a dragon, there is no doubt about his combat power.

If everything goes well, he can make a fortune.

I heard Didi Lila say that the key to nobles among humans is the word "noble". They have a lot of treasures.

"I want my warrior to have a duel with your dragon."

"I accepted the duel for him, but between the two... yes, it's called a bet, and it's up to me to decide." Joel thought of what McGee introduced a few days ago.

Bet, a good word.

"What do you want?" Grove asked slowly and calmly.

"Gold coins." Joel said, raising a finger.

The meaning is simple, he wants one hundred gold coins.

A very ideal and rich reward.

"Ten thousand? It's a bit less...but it's not bad."

Grove did not refuse, but looked pleased as he thought about the bet.

But these words really frightened Joel.

As a diligent wealth-keeping dragon with no more than a thousand gold coins. Suddenly, he was frightened when he heard that he had wealth ten times his own.

"One...one...ten thousand?" Joel said incoherently.

Grove didn't understand what Yoel's reaction meant. A dragon with this power would plunder more than this amount in any decent noble territory. It shouldn't be caused by excitement. Could it be that it's too little?

, causing him to tremble with rage?

"Is it one hundred thousand? It would be a bit difficult to raise this amount. All my funds are used to train the army."

"One hundred thousand! Yes, you are right. You have actually seen my thoughts, which is worthy of bragging." Joel said pretendingly, he would not admit that the bet he said was one hundred gold coins.

Grove thought for a while before nodding his head in agreement.

"If I win, then you must go with me to the capital of the Kingdom of Scarlet."

Under the temptation of gold coins, there is nothing that Joel cannot agree to.

Without even thinking about it, he said: "I agree."

Joel stepped forward and patted Igna on the shoulder with his paw. From the perspective of a bystander, it seemed like a cheering move, but in fact...

"If I lose, I'll kill you. Also, Demi, don't even think about it."

A simple sentence, but it made Igna energetic. A simple threat would not frighten Igna. Such things did not matter to him. Even the bellicose, he wished that Joel could follow him.

He was fighting. But the last sentence was different. It simply strangled his weakness.

"You won." Igna compromised, and added a confident words after that, "I can't lose."

The battle began quickly, and just as Igna said, it was a one-sided situation.

The fifth-level warrior Hetkela Bian, as the sharpest sword in the army, did not even have the courage to collide. The thought of this made Hetkela Bian feel sad and guilty. But immediately

He gave up this idea. As the sharp blade of Lord Waverley, now is not the time to be sentimental. Being weak is a sin, and all he has to do is spend every bit of time growing up in the rest of his life, and now he wants to

What you do is simpler, just procrastinating, and that's enough.

"Combat skill, Shifang Shifang."

Originating from the unique skills taught by the Marquis of Grove Waverley, the sword energy blade released by the fifth-level warrior Hetkela Bian is stronger in power than Eli, who also performed it.

Dozens or hundreds of times. The huge sword energy blade slashed at Igna's body, completely incorporating it and disappearing into the sword light.

“What a disappointment.”

Igna's sigh came out from the sword light, a small claw tore out from the sword light, and the entire cross blade was torn apart directly.

Disappointed...?Why is he disappointed...

In an instant, Hetkra Bian understood that he was disappointed because of his weakness.

The speed displayed by Igna was completely incomparable to the previous one. In just a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of him.

Ignar's claws thrust forward with an offensive that ripped apart the sword's light. At this speed, Hetkra Bian would never be able to dodge.

But the claws stopped, just before he attacked his chest and heart.
Chapter completed!