章節 975: A Freak? No, I Am The Dragon King!

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Iron's enormous body clashed against mine, as his spinning blade body began to pierce through my scales, easily reaching my flesh! He was going to slice me in half?! This bastard really doesn't hold back, huh? This entire Colosseum according to Jotun works through special means. Our bodies are emulated to almost perfection, and when we receive damage, it really feels like it. Whenever we "die" we go back outside the arena and find ourselves just fine, because these are just astral projections.

However, this colosseum emulates pain and everything so well that if I get sliced, wouldn't it be the same pain as in real life? So he does this to the newbies that dare to come fight him, huh? What a ruthless bastard. That would surely break the spirit of any dragon that gets cocky enough to get ahead of themselves.

"GYAHAHAHAHA! DIE!"

Iron laughed like a maniac, slowly slicing through me.