White Dragon Lord

　　 These adventurers have gone through a long life in a mine, and their bodies are not covered.

　　 But it’s nothing in Baibao. The murlocs are all loyal fans of naturism, and the jackals and ogres only wear a small leather skirt.

　　Amos glanced at the white castle steward—Gulgaru's dress, yo~, it was still in leopard print.

　　 But apart from not having a set of decent clothes, in other respects, these voluntary miners have not been abused.

　　 Especially in terms of food, the Baibao has plenty of food. Even the low-ranking races such as kobolds can have meat at every meal, as are these human miners.

　　Amos looked at the bulging muscles of the adventurers, nodded in satisfaction, enough food, coupled with long-term hard "exercise", made their physique stronger than ever.

　　 It's just that these muscular big men, in front of the White Dragon Lord, are like shivering chicks.

　　 Amos looked down at the trembling adventurer: "You! Dare to challenge the authority of the White Castle! To you to die is a gift for you."

　　 The White Dragon Lord's words changed: "But, now, I give you a chance to regain your freedom."

　　The adventurers whispered.

　　 Amos pointed to the two-headed Wyvern: "My pet lacks combat experience, so I need some sparring, fight with them, and you will regain your freedom."

　　 "The premise is that you can survive their attacks."

　　The adventurer looked at the two huge two-legged dragons and rioted.

　　 Seeing Bai Long's frown, a big man with the appearance of a leader immediately stopped the whispers of his subordinates.

The big man knew that he and the others had no other choice. He gritted his teeth and raised his head to look directly at the lord of the white dragon: "Dear Lord Bailong, our hands are already familiar with mine picks and mine carts. We need a few days to come back. Adapt to long swords and shields."

　　Amos thought slightly for a while: "Yes! Then I will give you a week, during which time you can move freely on Tasman Island."

　　Amos is not worried at all. The adventurer will run away. On the vast sea, there is no ship, where can he escape? Besides, who can escape the hunt of the murloc.

　　 "Then, a week later, you will report to the White Scale Colosseum by yourself."

　　 After several years of expansion and development, Bailin City has become a large city with a population of 100,000. The surrounding breeding bases have been relocated to other islands.

The social hierarchy of 　　 murlocs has gradually differentiated. The specific manifestation is that Bailin City is divided into four districts: the square district, the trade district, the college district and the residential district.

Among them, the square area is the political center of the fish people and the residence of the upper class of the fish people. The school area and residential area are just as the name suggests. In addition to business, the trade area also contains all kinds of entertainment. Among them is what the White Dragon Lord said. The Colosseum.

The 　　 Colosseum is a circular building with a sunken center and a circular arena with a diameter of two hundred meters. Around the arena are circular auditoriums that are raised in sequence.

　　 In the Colosseum, the beasts and slaves captured during the expansion, the gladiators specially trained by the Colosseum, or the warriors who volunteered to participate in the gladiatorial battles are engaged in the most primitive and **** duels, bringing joy to the audience.

　　 A week passed in the blink of an eye.

　　 Today's Colosseum is more lively than ever. Not to mention the seats, even the aisles are full of people, all because of the stalwart figure on the high platform.

At the beginning of the construction of the Colosseum, the situation of the white dragons was taken into consideration. The highest point in the four directions was designed with a huge square platform for the white dragons to watch the game.

　　 However, the white dragons are not interested in these little fights. With this leisure time, it is better to take a nap.

　　 And now, the seat specially designed for Bailong finally ushered in its first guest.

　　 The White Dragon Lord looked at the cheering murlocs and relatives of other races, and raised a huge dragon wing. The atmosphere on the scene was completely ignited, and the cheers were deafening.

　　 Standing blindly by the white dragon lord, looking at the scene below, he was filled with emotion. When was the murloc still at the bottom of the food chain, struggling to survive.

But now, you can sit high on the Colosseum and watch the previous predators fight for fun. It respectfully looks at the White Dragon Lord on the side. If it’s not for the identity, it will be like the ordinary murlocs below. , Chanted the name of Lord White Dragon together.

　　Because of all this, it is changed by the white dragon.

　　 The old Jimmy on the side also smiled and looked at the crowded scene below. While feeling emotional, he was also calculating today's income.

　　 Yes, it is impossible to build such a huge Colosseum in Whitescale City without the support of the senior murlocs. The colosseum was built and operated by old Jimmy, and other murloc seniors took shares.

Amos opened one eye to these small actions at the high-level murlocs, and closed one eye. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as the bottom line is not violated, Bailong is also happy to see the prosperity of business, because all the business within the Baibao's sphere of influence Twenty percent of the behavioral profit is tax, which enters the private dragon vault of the white dragons.

Before long, a side gate on the arena opened, and a team of human adventurers in leather armor filed out, either holding spears or carrying swords. Although the weapons are different, everyone holds the standard. Oak shield.

　　 The gate was closed, and the adventurers stood on the edge of the arena, taking the last time 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 **** atmosphere. That was because the blood in the past penetrated into the slate and could not be cleaned. The pits and nicks on the surface of the slate ~www.novelmt.com~ told the audience of past battles. Tragic.

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

Although the old Jimmy who received the news has done a good job of propaganda, the audience already knows the protagonist today, but still can't suppress the excitement, or why it is suppressed, no matter in that world, the most primitive blood and violence will always be able to suppress the excitement. Inspire the most instinctive animal nature of intelligent creatures.

The audience watched the two-footed dragon descending from the sky, cheering madly, throwing out the petals in their hands. The Colosseum has been established for a few years, and there are only a few high-level battles, and this time there are two high-level battles. Rank Yalong, that was unprecedented.

　　 Wyvern with two legs is the closest to the real dragon. Apart from having no forelimbs and small size, it is no different from the real dragon.

　　 Of course, these are only external, internal things like dragon inheritance are not something that Yalong can have. They can only rely on dragon veins to passively awaken some spell abilities, and their intelligence is low, and they cannot actively learn magic.

　　 The intelligence of the two-footed flying dragon is equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child, able to accept simple orders. Before coming, the White Dragon Lord had confessed that he could not fly away and did his best to fight.

　　 But it was the adventurers who took the initiative.

　　 Under the command of the leader, the adventurer raised the shield to protect his torso, and slowly approached the two-footed dragons scattered to the center of the field.

The two-footed flying dragon looked at the approaching human beings and felt threatened. The dragon kissed slightly, revealing its white fangs, and a threatening low roar from its throat. The turbid green acid dripped from between the teeth and fell on the ground. The rock made a creaking sound, and small bubbles emerged, and the surface was corroded into small pits of different depths.

　　 The show has started!