Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Immediately after Samir entered the arena, there was a burst of cheers that overturned the audience.At the beginning, he defeated the Nether Snake and was promoted successfully, and he has been showing a high level of fighting since then. Although he doesn't look very powerful, no matter how strong his opponent is, Samir is always stronger than the opponent.

His strength and unique style have attracted many audiences.Sometimes, when Samir was shopping outside, he could hear them discussing the white mask.There are even many spectators who will come to watch the White Mask match.

So far, no one has been able to take off Samir's mask.

This gradually became another gamble, and they guessed who Samir would lose in the end.Not only the audience, but also other contestants are also very interested in it. The staff member who is very familiar with Samir secretly asked him. Samir said at the time, "Do you want to watch it? I can show it to you directly."

The staff waved their hands again and again. Of course, it is best to keep the white mask mysterious. The more mysterious, the higher the audience's expectations.

Samir looked at the Nether Snake on the opposite side, and his eyes couldn't help falling on his neck. The scars there were still very obvious. Didn't he deal with the injuries after he went back?

The Nether Snake still looked the same, waved his hand, and his body floated over like a shadow.

Behind him, there are countless black silk threads tangled crazily. When they smelled Samir's breath, they all rushed over. Samir took the sword borrowed from the staff and cut towards those threads, but those threads were not affected by the sword.Samir turned around and directly attacked the Nether Snake.

The Nether Snake saw the momentum of his sword and said in a low voice: "As expected, you can see it."

Samir approached the Nether Snake with his sword, and when he cut it, the figure of the Nether Snake disappeared.On the ground, there was a large pile of black lines rushing towards Samir.This move was used by the Nether Snake against the Blood Lion. At that time, the Blood Lion caught the Nether Snake, but Samir didn't know how he did it.

Samir listened intently, then took a step forward, drawing a large circle with the long sword in his hand.He heard the tiniest sound, hidden in the hiss of the bunch of little snakes on the ground.Samir turned around and waved his hand, and accurately grasped the neck of the Youming Snake. The Youming Snake had no expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to cover Samir's wrist. Then, it turned into a thin thread and wrapped around Samir's wrist.

Samir was slightly startled, is this a trap?

At the same time, those black silk threads wrapped Samir up, almost instantly, Samir cut off all perception of the outside world.He fell into the darkness, and the sword in his hand had no effect on these silk threads. A faint blue light flashed in Samir's eyes, and a slender dragon tail stretched out behind him, splitting the bondage.

His breaking free was unexpected by the Nether Snake, but the Nether Snake showed no extra expression.A thick black fog appeared in the arena, and the Phantom Snake was hidden in the thick fog. Samir lost his perception of him this time, so he conducted a slow investigation.

At this time, the fighting time has passed for a long time, and the audience shouted dissatisfied on the stage. There was a thick fog on the scene, and they could not see anything.

The Eighteenth Prince stared closely at the field, he always had a bad premonition.

Samir finally found the trace of the Nether Snake, this time he was much more cautious and only stabbed it with his sword.The tip of the sword hit, and with a bang, the sword broke.

The Nether Snake emerged from the black mist, and Samir fought him a few more times, feeling his mind gradually becoming dizzy. The Melee Snake's melee combat ability suddenly became stronger for some reason, and the skin of its body was extremely tough. A stab with the sword broke the sword, and his tail hit it, but it couldn't cause damage.

It is almost as tough as the dragon's skin, as strong as the strength, and has all kinds of strange abilities. The suppressed Samir is no match for the Nether Snake. He half kneels on the ground, and several small snakes wrap around his upper body The little snake on his wrist and waist suddenly turned into a pair of hands, and the Nether Snake stood behind him, lowering its head and biting down on his neck fiercely.

Samir let out a muffled snort, the toxin injected into his body, he began to feel powerless, his whole body was hot, but the body of the Nether Snake was extremely cold.Samir took a breath, strangled the Nether Snake's neck with his backhand, twisted his waist and pressed the Nether Snake to the ground forcefully, tearing a piece of flesh from his neck.

Samir pressed the Nether Snake, his right hand pushed down, pierced the Nether Snake's shoulder, and pinned the opponent to the ground.

The blood on his hands was cold and strangely colored.

Samir smelled it, and the blood didn't smell bloody at all, but had a familiar smell instead.

The Nether Snake looked at him strangely, and then, his body twisted and turned into a black snake.

Is it fake again?

The black snake opened its mouth wide and bit him. Samir's body was already paralyzed due to the continuous erosion of the poison and black mist on his neck.

The Nether Snake watched Samir fall to the ground. At this moment, the thick black fog dispersed.

The referee looked at the scene in disbelief, there was a blood hole in the Nether Snake's chest, and it was bleeding out, but he didn't seem to feel it, and knelt beside Samir expressionlessly.

The referee has not yet spoken, and the audience has already issued a huge quarrel, which finally converges into one sentence.

"White Mask lost?!"

"what happened?"

"Didn't you win last time?!"

"That Nether Snake seems to have gained new power recently."

"The Nether Snake may be defeated by anyone, and anyone may be defeated by the Nether Snake."

"how so!"

"mask……"

"Take off his mask!"

"Take off his mask!"

Samir turned his head to the side, such a voice was too painful for him now, and his nerves were suffering tremendous torment.

The Nether Snake grabbed his chin and put his hand on the mask.

The audience shouted even more motivated, and couldn't wait to see the true face of the white mask.

The Eighteenth Prince suddenly stood up, put his hands on the railing, and was ready to jump off at any time.

In the eyes of everyone, the Nether Snake let go of his hand.

At this time, the referee came over and determined that Samir could not continue to fight, so he declared the Nether Snake the winner.

The Nether Snake turned around and left, and the audience scolded him from behind, asking him why he didn't take off his mask.It was obvious that the Nether Snake had won, but he didn't get any compliments. Some audience even threw things at him, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

The Nether Snake didn't care about this, and Samir was quickly taken backstage.

He actually felt better backstage.Samir sat in the lounge and pondered for a while. The last ability used by the Nether Snake should not be an illusion, but a replacement with the other little snakes present.

When the orcs fight, it's not just about who is more powerful, better skilled, and faster, but about each other's mastery of blood power.

Samir heard footsteps outside the door, he was already very familiar with the footsteps of the Nether Snake during the battle just now.Samir stood up quickly and opened the door, just in time to bump into the ghost snake passing by outside.

The Nether Snake stopped in its tracks.

Samir said, "The person behind you must be His Majesty the King."

The Nether Snake paused, then nodded.

Samir smiled and took off his mask.

Because Samir was injured, the Eighteenth Prince went to the shaman first, and then hurried to the backstage. The first thing he saw was the gloomy and weird ghost snake, thinking it was bad luck, and then he saw Samir leaning against Outside the rest room, looking thoughtful.

The Eighteenth Prince asked, "Why don't you go in and rest?"

Samir said, "I lost that game just now."

The Eighteenth Prince thought he was sad, and quickly comforted him: "In this kind of competition, there are always winners and losers. I think the source of the ghost snake's power is unknown, and it's not very normal."

Samir thought to himself that this was his random guess, or because he saw something, no matter what, the eighteenth prince's guess was astonishingly accurate.

Samir pointed to the rest room at the back and said, "Because I lost, this lounge doesn't belong to me anymore."

The Eighteenth Prince immediately became angry and wanted to argue with the staff, but Samir persuaded him, saying, "He also follows the rules, let's go, and win back next time."

After losing, Samir's game is over today.Naturally, the Eighteenth Prince didn't have the desire to continue watching. He asked Samir if he wanted to go back directly, but Samir was still in the mood to take a stroll outside.

Standing in front of the ruins of the Church of Holy Blood again, he asked the Eighteenth Prince, "Is there anything special about the garden in the palace?"

Eighteenth Prince: "No... No, I often go there to play."

Samir said, "But, Noah Xiu doesn't allow me to go to the park."

The Eighteenth Prince said: "I don't know about this... Actually, I was not in the Beastman Empire for a while, and there may have been some things that I didn't know about."

Samir: "Hey, why aren't you here?"

The Eighteenth Prince was silent, with a painful expression on his face, presumably it should be a painful memory for him.

Samir: "Can't you tell?"

Eighteenth Prince: "There's nothing you can't say, it's just hard to say... Do you know slave traders?"

Seeing that Samir nodded, the eighteenth prince continued: "I was abducted by slave traders to the human land before. During that time, I experienced many things that I could never imagine... Fortunately, some kind people rescued us later. But He seemed to be just passing by, and I never saw him again, and I don't remember what he looked like or what his name was."

Samir didn't think much about it: "It turns out that you were also trafficked."

Eighteenth Prince: "Yeah?"

Samir waved his hand: "It's not me, it's a cub of my own clan who was trafficked. I said, Dan, do you feel that someone is following us?"

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