Even Ezio was wide-eyed, looking at Jared in disbelief. Incredibly, Jared has managed to change the rules of the prison. What kind of status does he possess?
Even Claude was somewhat surprised. He hadn’t expected that Jared’s actions would not only fail to attract more guards but, instead, seemed to have extended their free time.
Claude threatened Jared, saying in a tone of intimidation, “Brat, it seems like you’ve got some power backing you up, but you’ve messed with the wrong person. Since I’m given ten minutes, I could kill you a hundred times over!”
Jared chuckled. “Are you a Draconian?”
With an air of arrogance, Claude declared, “Yes. I am a Draconian, and you’re just a nobody!”
Jared’s face was adorned with a smile when he uttered, “How come you don’t seem like you’re a Draconian at all? You’re more like a burrowing snake.”
“What did you say?” Claude was instantly infuriated. “Are you blind? Can’t you see the dragon horn on my head? If you dare to claim I’m not a Draconian, then I’ll show you just what Draconians are capable of.”
With that, Claude immediately leaped into action, launching an attack on Jared.
In an instant, the void trembled, and a wild wind stirred.
Jared watched as Claude took action, sensing the energy within him. This made the smile on his face even more radiant.
“You? A Draconian? You certainly like to talk big!”
After Jared finished speaking, he leaped up.
Bang!
In the fleeting moment when their bodies intertwined, a deafening sound erupted.
Immediately after, the two individuals separated, standing back to back.
Everyone was watching closely, yet no one could discern who had the upper hand between the two.
Neither of them had any injuries.
Jared and Claude both turned around, once again standing face to face.
Jared still had a smile on his face, while Claude looked rather serious.
“What the heck? The horn… It’s gone…”
At that moment, a cultivator suddenly noticed that the dragon horn atop Claude was gone.
At that moment, all the cultivators turned their gaze toward Claude, each one of them utterly astounded.
Claude was left baffled by the flurry of discussions among the cultivators. He quickly reached up to touch his own head and, sure enough, found that the horn was gone.
“Your faux dragon horn attachment seems a bit unstable!” Jared reached out, holding in his hand was indeed the dragon horn from Claude.
The color drained from Claude’s face when he saw the dragon horn in Jared’s hand, leaving him looking utterly dreadful.
“Hahaha! That’s truly hilarious! As it turns out, we have ourselves a fake dragon!”
“F*ck! After being bullied for so long, I actually thought he was a Draconian.”
“Sticking a fake dragon horn on his head, he must be obsessed with becoming a Draconian.”
The multitude of cultivators who Claude and his cohorts had oppressed in the past all began to laugh heartily, mocking Claude.
Even Ricky, who had been behind the scenes, was momentarily taken aback. “F*ck! Claude is actually a fake Draconian!”
Ricky was fooled, mistakenly believing that Claude was truly a Draconian. After all, within the entire beast race, the Draconians were the most noble of all.
Claude’s face flushed red when he heard the surrounding people’s mockery. He bellowed, “Brat, I’ll kill you!”
The roar from Claude was accompanied by the intermittent echoes of a dragon’s roar.
Moreover, within him, his blood began to surge and boil, a terrifying aura spreading all around.
Within Claude’s aura, there was a subtle hint of a dragon’s power, and indeed, the intermittent dragon’s roar was real.
Jared turned to Claude and said, “It seems you’ve reached the stage of the sea serpent, indeed on the verge of transforming into a Draconian. However, you can’t be considered part a Draconian yet, so you shouldn’t swagger around as one, oppressing others!”
Claude simply wouldn’t listen. He threw a punch directly, causing dust and smoke to rise and the air to ripple with spiritual energy.
Boom!
A torrent of sand and pebbles obscured everything. At the same time, Claude revealed his true form, and that was a hundred-meter-long white sea serpent. With his giant mouth wide open, he lunged toward Jared.
Upon witnessing that scene, all the cultivators felt a surge of anxiety for Jared.
Claude’s figure leaped amidst a whirlwind of sand and pebbles. However, in the blink of an eye, Claude’s silhouette had vanished.
