Chương 667: Dealing With A Berserker

Suddenly a robust man appeared as he spoke with a deep tone. Arthur glanced at him and from all the scars he held over his face and bare upper half he knew this man was a fight maniac.

And also he realized his race.

"A berserker?" he softly muttered while he felt the nervousness in the atmosphere coming especially from the three supreme leaders of his.

"Who is that damned person? Show yourself up and kneel for mercy now," the mage shouted again and his face veins bulged from his rage.

"It's me," Arthur simply flapped his wings and flew a couple of tens of meters in the air to be seen clearly by everyone.

"Who the hell are you?" the mage seemed quite puzzled, "I never heard of a dragon being here leading this forsaken place."

"Your intel is wrong," Arthur calmly said, opposite to the feeling prevailing now over his three supreme leaders.

"Intel?" the mage asked in surprise, "what a weak kid like you can possibly tell about me?"