"Honorable sorcerer, I was confused and made a mistake at the time, but now I realize my error. Please give me a chance to atone, I'm willing to do anything, just command me." "Honored one, every word Little Dragon says is true, I beg you to show mercy and spare my life."
In the face of overwhelming power, the Poison Dragon King knew he was powerless to resist. As soon as he could speak, both heads hurriedly pleaded for mercy.
Living in a survival of the fittest environment, he was more discerning than any creature.
Unfortunately, Ivan still looked at him with a detached gaze, as if looking at a dead man. The reason he hadn't ended the opponent immediately was because he was contemplating the attitude change of the Flame Dragon's throne.
With the temper of the Flame Dragon's throne, it shouldn't be like this.
"Sir, Little Dragon----"
"Silence."
Hearing his reprimand, the Poison Dragon King shivered, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
