Today, the valley outside the Floating Island Silver Moon City, that is, inside and outside the huge arena, the bustling pedestrians coming and going have become more and more dense than before. The number is probably the total number added in the previous few days?

because

Today, the "peace" conference that concerns the fate and future of the continent of Elusalia is finally officially beginning.

The conference will be held in a fair, open and fair competition, and the final winner will gain the power to determine the future destiny of this world!

However, the final winner only has the power to decide certain details, and cannot ultimately change the advent of the Azeroth world and the peaceful reorganization of this world, making it a new world where all races can live peacefully.

Of course, even that is enough for the contestants to sharpen their knives and prepare to compete for the supreme honor and supreme power.

As of yesterday's registration, even after selection, the number of contestants participating in the competition still exceeded 10,000. Therefore, the competitions on the first day of today and the next few days will be carried out in groups, segments and scattered forms.

With the support of Azshara and some bad little girl, the huge arena was directly split into a total of 100 parallel subplanes by the space magicians of the upper elf. The enough tens of thousands of contestants and at least hundreds of thousands of spectators saw a wonderful showdown today and finally decided about about a thousand winners to enter the next round.

""

At this time, Gniel was sitting in his game preparation room wearing gorgeous golden armor, holding his spear in his arms, and beside him were his friends Matthew and Aimeda.

"Don't worry!"

"Genier, you must have no problem!"

"We are very optimistic about you!"

Aimeda had a tense face and cheered her friends hard, trying to relax Gniel a little, without being so nervous and worried.

"Yes, Gneil, don't worry!"

"You won't encounter mages or other professionals in the first round of the game. You still have a great chance to win."

Matthew also tried hard to comfort him.

Although he was easily eliminated by an orc from the Azeroth tribe in the second game, with one charge and kill, it did not prevent him from giving his friend Gniel verbal support and encouragement.

"hateful!"

"How can I rest assured?"

"I'm a dragon knight. They don't let my dragon participate. Is that fair?"

"I protest!"

"I object!!"

"I"

Gneil stood up and shouted hysterically.

Unfortunately, there was no one here except his two friends, so he quickly sat back in a desperate situation.

"ha"

"Genier"

Aimeda smiled dryly, and then, she didn't know what to say, so she had to look at Matthew on the side and signaled with her eyes.

"There is nothing to do."

"Gneil, you also know that your dragon is too strong. If you play together, no one else has to fight. How many players can kill dragons alone?"

"Stop talking about dragons."

"Even the Holy Gladiac Gulisa that I found, weren't they not allowed me to take it on the court?"

"Calm down and prepare for the competition!"

"I'll take a look"

"You will be in the next game, I just don't know who your opponent will be?"

Looking at the magical subtitles on the wall, Matthew explained with a embarrassed smile while comforting Gneal.

In general, the game is indeed relatively fair, just and open. Apart from weapons and armor within a certain level, the players cannot bring other things, even mounts. For example, Gniel's dragon and Matthew's own holy sword, they cannot bring them, so that he could only go to the arena's combat arsenal Curry to choose a handy sword.

result

In just one round, the violent orc, the green-skinned orc named Varoksarufal, charged forward and chopped it to the ground with an axe.

That axe hurts so much.

Of course, Matthew did not tell Gneal about the pain, so as not to affect the other party's fighting spirit and confidence.

“!!”

Gniel was about to say something, but when he saw the magic subtitles prompt on the wall and saw a portal appearing on the wall at the same time, he quickly jumped up and took a deep breath.

"I won't say it anymore!"

"It's my place!"

"Don't worry, I will do my best!"

After saying that, after he exhale himself and calmed down, he clenched the spear in his hand, held it upside down and held it behind him, and walked step by step towards the portal.

Swish!

The next second, Gniel discovered that he was teleported to the center of the huge arena. Fifty steps away opposite, there was a middle-aged uncle wearing dark blue gold armor, with two long blades of red and black around his waist, covering half of his face with a blond hair, and wearing strange hair accessories on his head.

“!!”

Oops

Seeing the other party, Gniel said in his heart that he was terrible.

Because, with many years of experience in mercenaries, he could tell at a glance that a middle-aged uncle like that, no matter what the other party did before, was a kind of experienced and experienced guy. Moreover, the other party's physical strength and strength were at its peak, which was very difficult to deal with!

‘Crazy!!’

‘Oh!!!’

‘Ahhhh!!!’

'yeah!!!'

‘’

Immediately after seeing the players on the field, the audience members who were watching the game on this plane began to cheer and howl loudly in the arena audience.

However, I don’t know whether it was the reason for the magic or other factors that were causing the blame, so Gniel couldn’t hear clearly what the audience was calling.

"Please prepare for both players!"

"The game will officially begin in three minutes!"

‘180’

‘179’

‘178’

‘’

A Panda Referee appeared between the two. He said a few brief words and disappeared in an instant. Instead, the magic numbers that were counting down were in the position where he appeared.

"Hello!"

"My name is Gniel!"

"It's a dragon knight!"

First, he stared at the other party for a while, but Gniel did not take the initiative to move forward, nor did he retreat. He just took a breath, and then he said his name loudly.

"I know you"

"By the way!"

"Where is your dragon?"

After hearing Gniel's introduction, the uncle opposite nodded, and then asked cautiously and hesitantly.

""

"They don't let my dragon compete"

"Say yes"

“Is it unfair?”

Gniel was stunned, and then said in frustration.

To be honest, if he had known that the competition was like this and he could not have allowed his mount to participate, maybe he would not have signed up.

"I see!"

"That's right, they don't seem to let my mount come in."

The uncle opposite nodded in relief and gave Gniel a comforting smile.

"oh!"

"What is your mount?"

"Is it a dragon?"
To be continued...