
The Dragon God Arena.
Du Lu's protective dragon shield had long been broken. Dragon scales fell, and dragon blood splattered.
The steel dragon was also in a bad mood. It shone with a metallic luster, and its seemingly dense body became dim and even illusory.
Joelson's eyes became serious, and he couldn't help but stand up.
At last.
Du Lu was about to bite the neck of the steel dragon fiercely. Even though the dragon tooth was broken, he still refused to relax.
The thick and long tail turned around and smashed into the body of the steel dragon.
The steel dragon let out a helpless lament, and its body stiffened.
The next moment, it suddenly shattered and turned into a golden light that filled the sky.
He won!
Du Lu finally won!
An expression of excitement and excitement appeared on Joelson's face. He was even more excited than when he won the next battle.
In the fifteenth battle, Du Lu finally defeated his first opponent in the Gladiator Arena!
Du Lu raised his large dragon head, and his roar shook the sky. His broken dragon wings raised his scarred body. His aura was weak, but it was almost burnt in the eyes of the dark dragon.
This was the pride of the dragon race!
"Congratulations to the dragon race belonging to the breeders for having obtained victory from the Dragon God Gladiator Arena. You have gained 1 victory point."
Victory points?!
Whatisthis?
Joelson was stunned for a moment before he began to examine the system closely.
He discovered that after Du Lu's victory, the Dragon God Arena had opened something similar to lottery roulette. For that it takes a winning point to be drawn.
Five points of victory will be drawn once.
Joelson intended to examine carefully whether there is a good thing that can be used on roulette, but the sound of the system is heard once again.
"Congratulations to the fire-type dragon Du Lu for earning the praise of the ancient Dragon God for his tenacious fighting spirit."
After the voice ended, a golden pillar of light descended from the sky, enveloping Du Lu within it.
Du Lu howled in pain.
However, the wounds on his body quickly healed.
At the same time, his body continued to expand and develop, and explosive power appeared beneath his body.
Joelson quickly checked Du Lu's status panel.
The growth rate has not increased at all.
However, there was a strange progress bar at the bottom.
"The Ancient Fire Dragon Bloodline: 1/100"
The bar of progress is constantly increasing. When it reached '10/100', the golden pillar of light spread out.
At this moment, Du Lu seemed to have undergone a great change.
It was still a type 5 dragon, but Du Lu's body had grown into a single circle.
The color of the scales became purer, and the red scales were like rubies.
His claws and teeth also became harder, longer, and sharper.
The once cute Du Lu had disappeared, and now had the ferocity of a dragon.
However, it was still as intimate with Joelson as before.
Du Lu lowered his head and let Joelson climb onto his back, spread his wings and soared high in the sky above the ranch.
"Du Lu, that's great!"
Joelson patted Du Lu's big head in satisfaction.
Du Lu let out a few happy growls.
Du Lu, who had obtained a portion of the heritage of the ancient fire dragon bloodline, had soared to 2,500 combat power, completely surpassing the dragon soul of the steel dragon he had defeated.
The growth rate has also reached 3,866/4,000.
Joelson's heart was filled with anticipation.
Soon, he would have a second dragon.
New dragon companion, new magic attribute talent.
Double element magicians, or even multi-element magicians, or even magicians of all elements in the future!
After challenging the Witch Tower, Joelson was extremely envious of the elemental magic wolf that could easily control the power of light and dark attribute magic.
Joelson walked out of the Dragon God Farm and walked out of the basement.
Leas came to greet him and said softly, "Young Master, the bath water has been put in."
Joelson nodded small.
The bathtub was filled with hot water, and Leas sprinkled essence and flower petals on it.
Joelson doesn't know what to say. He said helplessly, "Leas, do you think I'm a woman?"
Leas's face flushed. He whispered shyly, "I think that's what everyone else is doing."
"Other people? Who do you think did it?"
Leas helped Joelson take off his clothes and frowned.
"This is the sister of young Mr. Morton. They often come to talk to me."
Leas was a little worried. He carefully looked at Joelson's expression, fearing he was unhappy.
"Oh, so?" Joelson said lightly.
Joelson knew that Morton must have asked the servant to specifically teach Leas.
Morton is very smart.
Joelson slowly lay in the bathtub.
A pair of cold little hands suddenly stretched out from the back of his head and stroked Joelson's temple, pressing down on him gently.
"Did they teach you this too?"
Joelson laughs.
Leas' technique was very awkward, but it turned out to be comfortable.
"Yes." Yeah."
Joelson could not see that Leas, who was behind him, was already blushing.
Leas said nothing. Actually, what Morton's waitress told him was...
At this time, he had to go into the bath together and put Joelson's head on his body.
Sometimes, he even had to meet some of the demands of the nobility.
Leas still can't do it.
Leas stared at Joelson's handsome side profile with his eyes slightly closed. Inevitably he thought that if Joelson really made such a request, would he agree to it?
Leas was deep in thought, and his eyes could not help but become a little stunned.
Suddenly, a pair of clear eyes stared at him.
Joelson opened his eyes.
Leas hurriedly turned his face to the other side, his face flushed red until it reached his neck.
"Forget it, I'll wash it myself."
"Oh."
Leas stood obediently.
He let out a sigh of relief, but for some reason, there was a slight sense of disappointment.
Joelson watched as Leas' slender figure slowly disappeared at the door, and shook his head helplessly.
Initially, Leas massage was fine, but then, the pressure became lighter and lighter. In the end, it was as if he was tickling himself.
If this continues, Joelson fears he will fall asleep in the bathtub.
A servant who doesn't look like a servant.
And a nobleman who doesn't look like a noble.
After Joelson took a bath, Leas brought the beautiful clothes he had prepared beforehand.
Tonight was a banquet in the palace, and it was also his honorary ceremony.
"Forget it, I'll wear it" he said after thinking for a moment.
It was a new witch robe, but it was black.
The four golden lines on the left side of his chest shone under the light of the magic lamp, and there was also a purple-gold badge that symbolized nobility.
Fourth rank magician certificate.
Harriet Terrence had prepared it for her.
"Wear this witch's robe. Even if you don't say it, everyone will know that you are Joelson Edward."
By the time Joelson arrived at the agreed location with Harriet Terrence, Harriet Terrence was already waiting there.