Blood wafted in the water as the carnage continued. The red liquid had already blinded most of the players in this blood game, but none of the attackers had stopped. Into the crevices did the deserters run, hoping that their smaller sizes could stop the pursuers to give chase.
The small bead eyes on their faces didn't know why these things had suddenly shown up. It's just that he wondered why the masters of this realm gave them the permission to get through, if not answering their call. The two opposing armies were being ravaged by monsters, and the two self-proclaimed kings couldn't even save themselves.
One then spotted the leader of the monsters. Its stone-green scaled skin stood out in the crowd of dark-colored ones. The king then ran towards the leader at his fastest speed, a huge pincer at the ready. "You! This is the realm of the moonlight dragons! How you dare take your serpent kin into these waters! Leave before Full Moon Rosen comes for your head!"
