"Of course, I know this tradition, because it means... if I prove more suitable than you, then according to tradition, when I become the candidate for Dragon Envoy, you will automatically lose your title as Dragon King!"
"We need a new king!"
Kenneth voiced his true thoughts.
"Good, very good!"
"Let strength speak for everything!" Ares' eyes surged with terrifying killing intent as he decided to use the most brutal methods to kill this challenger.
"No, don't!"
Freya cried out, shielding Kenneth, but in the next second, a powerful force swept her away from a distance.
"Look at your son!"
Ares, no longer willing to hide his emotions, looked at Freya with eyes full of malice.
"Then let it begin."
A grand voice echoed, a phantom above the temple slowly descended, and immediately the entire structure of the temple transformed.
The phantom merged with the throne below, and at the center, it turned into a massive arena.
"I witness!" Six voices echoed simultaneously.
