A different world game? A different world game!

As the group entered the storm, a peculiar sight came into view.

A massive, sunken mountain stood before us, as if it had once been a towering, majestic mountain, but had been smashed off by an incredibly powerful dragon, its peak sheared off and its body hollowed out from the waist down.

The mountain's edge bears the marks of broken cliffs, jaggedly jutting upwards.

Inside the mountain, a massive arena had been transformed. A ring of viewing platforms surrounded the arena, but these platforms were specifically designed for the dragons; they were enormous and had no seating.

Bugret slowly landed on one of the platforms, then his chest opened, and the people walked out one by one.

"My goodness, this place is huge!" Popper exclaimed in amazement.

“This should be the largest arena in the world. After all, it’s a special area for dragons to fight and practice, so it naturally has to be huge,” Kana explained with a smile.

Just then, a dragon's roar rang out from the side; it was Bugret.

"This place is so familiar. It reminds me of the times I cheered for those soldiers here."

The avatar of the Necromancer Dragon simply stared silently, the flickering flames of will within its eye sockets making it impossible to guess what it was pondering.

"Hehe, you've arrived." A deep voice sounded softly.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Svenana seemed to be stimulated, immediately frowning, transforming into a dragon, and assuming a fighting stance.

This sound also caused the soul fire in the necromancer dragon's eye sockets to flicker violently and burn fiercely.

"It's you, you damned traitor!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and a huge eyeball emerged from it, peering out. It was the eye of the Fallen Blade Dragon, and its voice echoed from the crack.

"Oh, isn't this my former colleague, Liswal? The once dazzling and radiant Orb of Life, now fallen into this hideous undead form. Hahahaha..."

The Fallen Blade Dragon laughed scornfully, its tone full of mockery, "It seems that my attack back then almost took your life. You actually had to reverse your own power and associate with the undead just to survive."

Its voice contained not a trace of remorse for betrayal, but rather was filled with self-satisfaction.

"I heard you arrived a while ago, why did you only show your eyes?" Cana asked.

"Ha, you sharp-tongued human, I can't wait to tear you to pieces." The enormous pupils were fixed on Kana.

Hearing this, Kana couldn't help but laugh out loud, casually waving his hand: "Come on, if you really had that ability, you wouldn't be like this, only showing an eye and talking big from a small crack. Even now, you're still being stubborn, it's really incomprehensible."

"You will pay the price for your betrayal." The undead dragon remained remarkably calm in the face of the sarcasm.

"Haha, my fallen junior, why don't you come out and greet your elders?" Biglet laughed loudly. In terms of seniority, he could indeed be considered the elder of the Fallen Blade Dragon.

"You? And where did you come from, you idiot? You're nothing but a wisp of soul attached to a construct." The Fallen Blade Dragon replied disdainfully.

"That's right, but my soul remains pure and flawless, and my dragon heritage is still closely connected to me."

Unlike some dragons, whose lineage no longer responds, whose souls are corrupted by the abyss, leaving them only to futilely vent their anger here, searching everywhere for a way out. "Bregrett retorted sharply.

"A bunch of useless bums who can only talk big."

The grudges between these dragons erupted the moment they met, with them exchanging sharp words and mercilessly exposing each other's weaknesses.

This left Kana and the others speechless, watching silently.

A deafening roar echoed from all around, causing the entire mountain range to shake violently. The Fallen Blade Dragon's eyes darted around, seemingly sensing something, while the Undead Dragon slightly raised its head.

"Another Avenger has arrived. Looks like he wants to see your fate with his own eyes."

A huge dragon head made of rock emerged from the cliff face, its massive body resembling a moving mountain.

Fortunately, the venue was extremely spacious, and the giant dragon, which was even wider than the cliff face, slowly emerged from the cliff and steadily perched on the largest viewing platform.

It is the Earth Dragon – Ketherkel, the first dragon that Bgreat sought out, and the oldest dragon left in this world because of the Creation Stone.

Since most of the young dragons did not know Bugret, only Ketherkel, who was of his generation, remembered him.

When the Fallen Blade Dragon betrayed them, it was deliberately chosen when Kasserkel was not present.

"Traitor, I will witness your demise here."

Upon seeing Kaiserkel appear, the Fallen Blade Dragon stopped spouting nonsense, knowing that its opponent was far stronger than itself.

When it betrayed us a thousand years ago, Kaiserkel had already reached level fifteen, but later did not have much time to pursue the path to godhood, so he chose other development paths.

Even now that the Fallen Blade Dragon has fallen into the abyss, its strength is no more than that of Katherkel, who has been in a state of decline.

"You've all arrived. Where's the last one?" the Fallen Blade Dragon asked.

It had long anticipated that as long as it appeared in this world and left its mark, its kin, whom it had betrayed, would flock to it. This was why it would never fully reveal itself until the appointed time.

“I am everywhere.” A clear, ethereal female voice echoed, and clouds and whirlwinds gathered on a platform.

An elegant, streamlined dragon with blue and white stripes appeared there.

Her horns were long and translucent, and the scales on her body shimmered with a pure, flawless luster like the blue sky.

Her attention was not on the Fallen Blade Dragon, but on the Undead Dragon, and then on the Frost Lord floating behind Kana, her eyes filled with grief and guilt.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have appeared before you, Liswal.”

The undead dragon shook its head and remained silent.

"Heh heh, you're part of their 'tableware' now, Anriville," the Fallen Blade Dragon chuckled smugly.

However, the Sky Dragon didn't even glance at it, completely ignoring its existence, and simply looked at its former friend with eyes full of apology and sorrow.

This infuriated the Fallen Blade Dragon.

“The love and hatred between these dragons seems to be more complicated than we imagined,” Popper said quietly, standing next to Kana.

Kana recalled the plot he had learned in the game and couldn't help but nod.

"That's true to some extent."

As for whether there is any "love" between these dragons, Kana is not sure.

All he knew was that the Sky Dragon Anrivil felt so guilty and was even reluctant to show herself easily because, in that betrayal a thousand years ago, she was deceived by the Fallen Blade Dragon, which backfired and indirectly led to the death of the Frost Dragon and the transformation of the Life Dragon into the Undead Dragon in order to survive.

"You have one day left. You can use that day to think carefully about your last words." (End of Chapter)