Shadow Dragon

High in the sky, the Star Giants examiner responsible for monitoring this area was stunned for a moment.

When had humans become even more simple and brutal than Giants?

Couldn't he wait for the old dragon to stand upright, finish chanting his protective spell, and then attack?

Young people these days...

On the battlefield.

Before Zhou Leng could habitually reach out to collect the spoils, a flash of white light swept past, and the dragon corpse vanished.

Ahead, three gates of light appeared.

They were marked in Divine Script: "Beginner," "Intermediate," and "Advanced."

The rules had been explained on the previous screen.

Most of the time, Testers could choose for themselves.

But there were two issues.

First, sometimes there was only one gate, leaving no choice.

Second, Dragons changed as well. Beginner Dragons might advance, while Advanced Dragons might die.

Because many battlefields had been set up years ago, changes were inevitable. The Deities could not be bothered to manage them, and they wanted to raise the difficulty too.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment. As a human, he could not imitate the Giants and charge in recklessly. He would try Intermediate first, then decide based on the situation. He stepped forward and entered the Intermediate battlefield.

The moment he entered, vast dragon might crashed into his face, even heavier than the old dragon's pressure before.

Upper Demigod Realm.

The thousand-meter-wide circular battlefield was entirely enveloped by that dragon might.

It was a Dragon with white whiskers covering its mouth, drifting off to either side like white sleeve bands and trailing all the way behind its head. White dragon scales covered its entire body, coated in ice crystals that shone with seven-colored radiance beneath the sunlight.

Unlike a Mid Demigod Realm, whenever it wielded its power, cyclones naturally emerged more