Similarities

  "Oh. It would be great if you all honestly serve the Evil Water Tribe. You don't know the purpose of bringing you out of the secret room. I just want you to behave well and wait until the Black Demonic Dragon comes out so that I can let you go."  Teacher Wen was wearing a gray robe and stroking his beard.

  As the eldest brother, Zang Mixiu stood at the front, taking the lead even though he was seriously injured.  "Teacher Wen, we have been suppressed by the Black Demonic Dragon with spells. As long as he gives an order, we will die. Now that he has been completely suppressed, it is time for us to leave. How many times has the Badwater Tribe been attacked by other races over the years?  Every time, it wasn't our brothers who saved the siege. Could it be that we relied on that useless black dragon?"