“So fast!” Xu Yangyi’s gaze quickly followed. In the air, a figure moved as fast as lightning. Xu Yangyi couldn’t see Savidean, only able to hear the scream of breaking wind. The falling meteors were unable to catch the lycan at all.

“Hell’s Serpent!” Dorothy’s hair rose up, and she waved her staff again. Powered by the strength of Sixth Circle magick, her fire rings silently surged thirty meters up. At the same time, the arena floor broke apart inch after inch! Endless fire became a blazing serpent that was five to six meters tall and half a meter thick. The serpent answered Dorothy’s command and came forth, spewing out a barrage of sparks into the sky.

In an instant, the sky overflowed with crimson flames. Under the cover and shadow and light, a glimpse of Savidean’s silver-white fur was finally seen. He was like a killer roaming in the dark, quiet and silent, standing at the pinnacle of confidence.

“Your Highness.” At Pale Dragon’s side, a Marquis’s face was heavy. His eyes contained a tinge of worry. “Savidean VII, he…”

“He must win.” Pale Dragon smiled without a care in the world. “He, is a true genius. The sort that is a cut above...