"Roar————"
The dragons let out their fiercest roar in unison.
When the thunderous roar, which forced the outside spectators to cover their ears, faded away, the scene had already shifted from Red Lion City to the Weeping Dunes.
Under the crimson sky, Latan's figure stood towering in the distance.
As the challengers appeared, he picked up the heavy Lion Great Bow. Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, he forcefully pulled a giant arrow from his back.
Like a siege spear, the arrow was aimed at the crowd.
There was no announcement of "start" or the sound of a referee's gun.
The moment the challengers appeared here, the Battle Festival had already begun!
The vast legion composed of various master fighters surged at this moment!
Latan's demeanor was still overwhelmingly fierce, and his tower-like physique exuded an overpowering presence even from afar.
