Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 68 Treachery
The near-injury-less crushing duel drew applause from the surrounding audience.

"It's so easy, I've never experienced such an easy match."

"Haha, of course, with Boss Neville leading us, we are no match for any enemy."

Hearing the compliment from the younger brother beside him, Neville didn't show a happy expression, he turned his gaze to Spencer, and then walked straight over.

At this time, Spencer was dealing with the wounds on his body. Although he had not been a gladiator for a long time, injuries had become commonplace for him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something flying towards him, he subconsciously reached out to catch it, and found that it was a small wooden box.

Then, he looked at Neville who was walking towards him with some doubts.

"This is a secret healing medicine, which is very effective for trauma.

I usually get injured very rarely, and I don’t use it very much, so you can take it.

I heard that you have one more duel and you will leave here, don't die. "

"Thank you."

The two were silent for a long time before Neville continued to ask:
"Isn't your group gone, why didn't you choose to stay in the duel field.

Although it is dangerous here, as long as you adapt to the environment, you can live well. "

Just when Spencer thought that Neville was the lobbyist of Gold Tooth Bailey, the other party's next words dispelled his doubts.

"I've been here since I was born and I love getting better.

I not only want to become stronger myself, but also want my companions to become stronger together.

If you can stay, I will be one step closer to this goal. "

Upon hearing this, Spencer refused without hesitation:
"Sorry, I can't stay here, I want to avenge my people."

For Neville, who had lived in the dueling field since he was a child and was used to seeing casualties, Spencer's behavior was incomprehensible to him, and their thoughts were completely out of line.

Just when he was disappointed, the companion not far away shouted anxiously:
"Neville, the door of the corridor here cannot be opened, let's see if you can open it."

Neville was startled when he heard this, he hurried to the corridor on this side, trying to push the door open.

On the other side, Spencer also came over and tried to push the door with him.

However, no matter how hard they tried, the door never moved.

After the duel is over, the door to the outside world should be opened immediately.

The two glanced at each other, and both read dangerous information from each other's eyes.

At this time, the corridor door on the other side suddenly opened.

Seeing this, several gladiators rushed towards the open passage.

"hold head high!"

However, with a dragon's roar, a violent elemental impact spewed out from the corridor.

Those gladiators hadn't figured out what happened, but they had already been reduced to scum under the impact of elemental force.

I saw a huge beetle dragon slowly crawling out of the corridor.

Spencer was deeply impressed by this bug. When he first came to Canglan Arena, he witnessed its carnage show from the stands.

The moment he saw the air armor appear, his heart sank, knowing that Gold Tooth Bailey had broken his promise, and he planned to unilaterally tear up the agreement.

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Goldtooth Bailey sat at the top of the circular stand, condescendingly admiring the upcoming battle between the Ant Tribe Gladiators and the terrifying Dragonborn.

However, this time he didn't watch the duel alone, there was another person sitting beside him.

The pattern of the armor on this ant tribe is very special, yellow and black like the stripes on a tiger.

"Friends of the Tiger Clan, I have shown you my sincerity.

In order for you to enjoy the death scene of the remnants of the giant jaw clan, I have spent a lot of thought.

Even, a lot of manpower will be lost. "

"Golden Tooth Bailey, we tiger armors have always been generous to our friends.

The [-] aphids I promised you will not be missing, and with our support, it is not impossible for you to monopolize the business of the dueling arena. Couldn't this make up for your loss? "

"Haha, of course I can, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you to enjoy this duel."

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The sign of the awakening of the dragonborn is the dragon's breath. An individual who can use the dragon's breath, even if it is just a beetle, will have unimaginable power for ordinary people.

During the attack of the beetle dragon descendant, Spencer and others could only dodge constantly, and had no chance to attack at all.

Everyone knew that if they continued to dodge like this, they would die when their physical strength was exhausted.

Just when they were exhausted, the Beetle Dragonborn suddenly opened its carapace and flew up with a buzzing sound.

Seeing this, Spencer and Neville felt tense, and quickly prepared to evade.

However, the next moment, the Beetle Dragonborn suddenly flew to the edge of the high wall, and grabbed a person from the edge of the wall.

"Boss Neville, save me, save me quickly."

The one caught by the Beetle Dragonborn was the gladiator who had clashed with Spencer.

Taking advantage of the crowd to attract the attention of the Beetle Dragonborn, he quietly climbed onto the high wall.

Unfortunately, his cleverness was finally noticed by the Beetle Dragonborn.

"hold head high!"

Accompanied by a close-range dragon's breath, the gladiator also failed to escape the fate of death.

Here, Spencer took advantage of this opportunity, rushed directly to the Beetle Dragonborn, and then stabbed the target with a spear.

However, this full blow made him feel like he was poking on the granite. The dragon scales combined with the beetle's solid carapace, this kind of defense was too impeccable.

The Beetle Dragonborn seemed clumsy, but it was actually very flexible. With the cooperation of its six legs, it made a 360-degree turn on the spot, and instantly locked on to the sneak attacker, Spencer.

I saw that its mouth was shining with colorful lights, and the dragon's breath seemed to be brewing rapidly.

At this critical moment, Neville suddenly skipped over the beetle's head.

He stretched out his four arms flexibly in the air, grabbed the tentacles on the top of the beetle, and then opened his front jaws violently to bite it off.

The sudden pain choked the beetle's attack.

Naturally, Spencer would not miss this opportunity. He picked up his spear and rushed forward, directly piercing the beetle dragonborn's mouthparts.

The unbrewed dragon's breath exploded in its mouth, and red blood gushed out and covered Spencer's face.

A burnt smell emanated from the Beetle Dragonborn.

Still, it's not dead.

I saw that the Beetle Dragonborn spread the wings on its back and took the two of them up into the sky, and then hit the circular stand with a bang, and there was no movement at all.

Such an accident caused a riot in the stands, and Spencer shook his dizzy head, pulled out the spear from the beetle's corpse, and rushed towards the top of the stands without hesitation.

Seeing this, Neville quickly chased after him and asked loudly:
"Spencer, where are you going?"

"The ten duels have been completed, and I will get back my reward."

(End of this chapter)