The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

The huge arena is made of rocks, and there is a faint smell of magic runes on it.

On the second underground floor, the warm sunlight scatters on the huge circular platform in the center of the arena. The blood stains on the khaki rocks have a history of thousands of years, and are the blood left by civilian soldiers of all ethnic groups.

The auditorium was full of high-level people from various tribes. They were brightly dressed and full of energy. Some kobolds and orcs held their cubs in their arms to watch the blood-colored baptism.

Shadows shrouded the entire arena, and people from all tribes looked up at the sky from their positions.

They saw a sharp claw enough to easily destroy a city wall passing under the white clouds. Between the clouds, they could only vaguely see the vast gray-brown body approaching them.

They didn't panic. Instead, they sorted out their instruments and looked up at Ansel, who was flying in the sky.

As the high-level leaders of each clan, almost all of them have gold-level strength. They have been informed by the clan leaders that a great demigod-level dragon will come to watch this duel this time.

This time, Ans El didn't need to become the naive look of Jean. Although the rooms prepared for him by the clan chiefs could not hold his body, it was enough to hold an old giant dragon.

Using the natural magic charm to transform into Osmond's appearance, Ans El flew into the viewing platform tailored for him by the patriarchs from a low altitude.

"Lord Dragon, not only does your body possess unparalleled power, but your magic is also extraordinary!"

A legendary lizardman high priest bowed his head and respectfully said to Ans El.

As for the "natural magic" that Ansair can change his appearance at will, not to mention the legendary high priest, even Sandro, who is a demigod, can't see through it.

"My Lord is so great!"

Sandro flew in after him and admired him.

"Okay, you all go down."

Valk also came in with them, and he waved to a large group of legendary patriarchs and high priests in front of him.

If Ansel had not come to see the gladiatorial fight today, he would not have come to the gladiatorial arena to watch this savage game.

Vulgar!

"This?"

The reason why the various tribes wanted to invite Ansi Er to watch the gladiatorial fight naturally had their own plans, but Valk told them to leave first.

"Okay, let's go first and leave this place to the three demigods."

A kobold patriarch spoke first. He led the other kobolds out of the main stand and came to the stand next to them for extra preparation.

His words awakened the patriarchs of other tribes.

Although Valk never watches duels regardless of things, he is a demigod-level powerhouse. Even if they all have legendary strength and lofty status in their respective tribes, they are still not enough to watch in front of Valk. What he said is the rule. .

"Okay, three adults, if you have any instructions, please ask us at any time."

The other tribes also resigned respectfully.

After everyone else had stepped back, Valk, who had been pretending to be majestic, let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't think about what this group of people had in mind, but just didn't want them to see how he was being held in front of Ans El. After all, he was somewhat of the highest-ranking kobold here.

Valk also wants to be embarrassed!

Ansier was already lying on the main stand, and through the huge viewing window, the entire arena was in full view of him.

There is actually a magic circle under the viewing window, which can block the sight of the outside world, but Ansi Er did not open this magic circle.

He let other races look at his strong body with admiration, and the little fire of faith entered Ansel's body. These people probably admired his powerful strength.

But Ansel did not receive a fanatic.

Sure enough, Sandy's brain disability is not caused by the month of disability.

Ans El regretted in his heart.

These beliefs are too shallow, and they don't even have the flame of belief that Valck contributed to him when he read the novel at the climax.

It is worth mentioning that Valcke has reached the level of the general public.

As the main guest, Anse Er has already taken his seat, and a huge voice sounded on the arena, ensuring that every audience can hear it. This is the opening speech.

This speech is not too boring, mainly to brag about the great achievements of a wave of metal dragons, especially the golden dragons, many of which are not even in Ansi Er's inheritance memory, and belong to the products made up.

However, this is more useful to Ans El, after all, which dragon doesn't like to listen to good words.

Even if this is the underground world, these underground tribes have not forgotten the reason of the world.

The other viewers were more uncomfortable and felt very bored, but they had to cheer up and not show disrespect to the dragon in front of Ans El.

"These guys, why didn't I know they were so good at slapping dragons."

Valk looked at the group of patriarchs with contempt and muttered in a low voice.

He is a literate kobold, and he can't stand this kind of flattering behavior.

Valk rubbed his hands at Ansel, and the dog's face squeezed a pleasing smile.

"Your Excellency Ansel~www.novelmt.com~ When will you prepare for today's manuscript..."

Ansel turned his head away and said impatiently.

"Just write when you go back, there will be a good show right away, don't bother me."

Sandro immediately pushed away Valk, who was in front of Anseir, and nodded quickly and followed.

"That's right, don't disturb the Lord's Yaxing!"

Valk's teeth are going to be broken. He has been a demigod for thousands of years, and he has never experienced this kind of anger even in front of a **** with low-level divine power.

"Okay, Your Excellency Ansel, I'm not urging you. Only with a good attitude can you write a perfect work."

Valck swallowed his breath, and said gracefully without losing the politeness of the nobles.

The ear was finally quiet, and the gladiatorial stage was finally about to begin.

"Okay, let's all enjoy the appetizer show, 'Kobold Warriors vs Human Magicians'!"

Ansel's expression froze when he heard the words, co-authoring really has such a program!

He looked towards the arena and saw that the fence beside the round platform of the arena was raised.

A strong kobold walked out of the darkness. He only wore a pair of shorts made of animal skins, with his upper body exposed.

As soon as this kobold appeared, there was cheers from the audience, especially the kobold's audience was very loud, and he obviously knew him.

Ansel also knew him, and this was the new legendary kobold priest he saw in the crystal ball.

I just didn't expect him to appear in the arena as an appetizer for a duel.

The tribes do place great importance on Ans El.

The creatures that appeared on the other side surprised Ansair even more.

Because that is almost impossible to see in the entire underground world——

Humanity!