Fwoooosh!

The Spirit of the White Dragon was on an entirely different level from the spirits of Morgan and Argos. The spirit materialized as a translucent flame that was visible even to the commoners. 

The spirit soon gathered into a large phantom of a dragon and floated over one side of the large stadium. Dragons were known as the relatives of the arrogant gods and the giants, and the image of the brilliant dragon, composed of Dragon Fear, caused the humans to shudder in fear and freeze in place. 

Naturally, spirits could not kill, but they exuded an enormous pressure on the mind. Similar to how prey acted in front of a ferocious predator, thousands of humans were suspended in place with instinctive fear and awe in front of the dragon’s spirit. 

“Do not point your blade carelessly.”

Raven spoke in a low voice and skimmed through the knights who were surrounding him and the two girls. 

“Hm…”

The knights were intimidated by Raven’s deep, blue gaze and they quickly sheathed their swords.

Woosh!

Then the spirit disappeared instantaneously.

“Ugh…!”

“Gua..gh….”

The crowd was finally freed from their physical and mental stranglehold. They let out gasps and came to their senses. But no one dared to speak or act hastily, and Raven’s voice pierced through the quaint silence.

“Are you ready to listen to some nonsense now?”

“Ugh….”

The general had spoiled his pants unknowingly, and he...