As the competition approached its official start, various factions gathered, realizing that this was not merely a contest, but an important battle that could change their future fate.
David led Isabelle and the witches to the competition field.
Isabelle noticed the chaos on both sides and snorted coldly, instantly releasing the dragon might of the Fifth Ring level from her body.
In an instant, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, silencing everyone in the field.
"This aura is... a Five-Ring Dragon Descendant Mage?"
The mages on the Storm Sea side felt this aura, and their faces changed.
They all knew that the leader of the Alien Race Continent was a Five-Ring Dragon Descendant Mage, but had not expected there would be another one!
Originally, their greatest advantage was the extra Five-Ring Mage, but now that advantage suddenly vanished.
The mages of Storm Sea looked at each other, their hearts deeply shaken.
