Chapter 66: Scorching Heat and Thorns

Zhuogu was exceptionally tall and powerfully built, far more so than an ordinary Lizard-man.

He stood nearly three meters tall, his body covered in thick, dark-red scales. His vertical pupils held a faint golden-red glint, like two smoldering flames.

This was proof that the Dragon Race blood within him was far purer than that of an ordinary Lizard-man.

Seven or eight Lizard-men followed Zhuogu, each with an aura as profound as an abyss. They openly radiated powerful waves of Magic Power, clear signs that they were all elites who had reached the Golden Tier.

His gaze swept over the fiercely fighting Dwarves, his golden-red vertical pupils narrowing into two dangerous slits.

"Thorvin."

Zhuogu's voice cut clearly across the battlefield, reaching everyone's ears.

"Gray Rock Castle is interfering in this war. Do you mean to make an enemy of the Molten Spike Tribe?"