My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! Chapter 27 27: Tournament (4): The Appearance of the Dragon

Drayken held Maurice with one hand while looking up in the air with a nonchalant expression:

"So she really did appear."

An equally giant dragon, the size of one hundred ters…

Her scales were golden, and her pupils were crimson red, as if hellfire itself.

Drayken had to admit that this form was very majestic compared to the one from the Ancestor of the Void Dragon.

It looked like an ugly, giant crow instead of a dragon, to be honest.

"Are they going to fight?" His grip on Maurice's head beca tighter and tighter, causing him to beco pale as snow, to the point that it would pop the entire head off the next second. It was grueso and bloody.

But Drayken only felt excitent bubbling in his heart. The fight between two Rank-7 Dragons—it would definitely be a sight to see. He could also assess their strength and sothing else…

"Eleanor, have you really betrayed the Dragon Clan so easily?" the Ancestor of the Void Clan roared in fury. "I, Luke, will purge your na from the pages of the Dragon Clan."

"I have not betrayed the Dragon Clan, but I believe that so changes are necessary."

Eleanor spoke eloquently with her dragon slithering. She looked down at the tiny forms around the stadium, who were watching her with hatred:

"Tell , how many years have we fought with humans?"

The Dragons flinched, a little uncertain in their hearts. The fight between humans and dragons had always been endless and without rest. No one even knew when it started, and no one sought an end to it.

"Alright, tell , when you fought with the humans a century ago, how strong were they?"

One of the Dragons, with a bulky body and glasses, raised his hand:

"They were like worms. My strong claws could absolutely rip them apart to shreds. I could just breathe fire and crush thousands of soldiers in one breath."

"Now, how do they fight? Can you beat thousands of them just like before?" Eleanor spoke in a deep voice.

"Umm?" He scratched his head. "No, they fight weirdly. So even have the power to throw mountains and can shield themselves from my fire so easily now."

"That's right, that's right." Eleanor nodded her big dragon head.

"The humans have progressed ti and ti again throughout the centuries, while we Dragons have beco stagnant. What do you think is the cause?"

"Humans are still insignificant beings we can crush easily," the dragon roared as if being provoked.

"Why haven't we crushed every single one of them then?" Eleanor scanned the crowd, and the Dragon people avoided eye contact with embarrassnt.

"Why can't you speak now, huh? While humans are improving by the second, we Dragons have beco stagnant, haven't we?"

The Dragon people's hearts wavered ever so slightly.

"Eleanor, you traitor, trying to sow discord among us! Today, I will end you!" Luke roared and flew like a wrecking ball, directly at her.

Eleanor wasn't a weakling either, as she raised her claws to fight.

Just as the two were about to clash, the pressure forming gradually made the surroundings chaotic. A cold voice ca:

"Enough. This has been enough."

It was a rather gentle but stern voice, which instantly stopped the two from proceeding further. They stopped and returned to their forms almost instantly.

Then, they bowed their heads without hesitation.

"We greet the Dragon King," the two shouted in unison.

The whole arena beca silent. They kneeled on the ground, praying piously.

Drayken also bowed slightly while trying to peek from the corner of his eye. Even without seeing the man, he could feel a terrifying presence that caused his Dragon Heart to thump and an urge to bow.

As for Maurice, he had already fainted after plopping to the ground.

This was the instinct of a low-level dragon!

"Eleanor, have you succeeded in the experintation?" a gentle voice sounded again.

"Yes, Dragon King."

Eleanor pointed at Drayken.

"This is the perfect creation. This pers—no, this creature has a human body but the bloodline of a dragon. He could live as long as the dragons and has the potential of humans. He can also increase the breeding ground."

Everyone's eyes were drawn toward Drayken again, and he felt the pressure mounting on him.

Especially the three gazes that had the highest presence.

"Raise your head."

Drayken heard the majestic voice, but now it dripped with disdain, and he looked up into the sky.

A lean man covered in blue armor.

Long, flowing blue hair!

And a blue crown on top of his head.

The Dragon King, huh, Drayken thought calmly.

"He is weak," the Dragon King uttered in a rather cold voice.

"Dragon King, he has just beco a full dragon, barely more than a week ago," Eleanor answered swiftly.

The Dragon King froze, then looked at Drayken with disbelief.

"How did he reach Rank-One… and his circle… he has two circles."

"He has accomplished sothing that no dragon has been able to accomplish since ancient tis. Give him a chance to grow, and he will be our key to a drawn-out battle." Eleanor smiled.

"Very well."

The Dragon King turned away with a flutter of his robe. "I will give you the chance to prove it, Eleanor."

Then he walked away into the skies, leaving everyone in silence.

"Can we start the battle?"

Drayken asked the old man in the tuxedo.

"Yes." The old man narrowed his eyes. Initially, it might have been a fight among countless, but now the only one fighting was Drayken against all the remaining dragons.

Before long, a blue-haired woman took the stage, causing Drayken to raise an eyebrow.

'Is she the daughter of that man?' A funny thought erged in his mind as he curiously looked at the woman.

"I am Synthia from the Sky Clan. It is my dishonor that I will have to fight nobody like you," she spoke with a cruel and cold tone.