| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
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| 262 | Dark Coin Champion #0078 | 10000 | + |
| Amid the chaotic ruins of a desolate city, Dark Coin Champion #0207, a formidable figure with the Elder Dragon skin and the eerie Undead head, stood tall. His shield, drenched in the darkness of the Forest, clashed against the glaring Aquatic light of Dark Coin Champion #0078's Fire Dragon skin and majestic Dragon head. "Your fire will die in my darkness," jeered #0207. "And your shield shall shatter under my intensity," retorted #0078. Sparks flew as #0078 lunged, his fiery skin clashing with the elder Dragon shield. But it was #0207's cunning move and the protection of the Magician's Robe that outsmarted the brawny #0078. With an agile dodge and strike, #0207 emerged victorious. "Fade in your empty bravado," sneered victorious #0207, standing over the fallen champion. |
| 261 | Dark Coin Champion #0827 | 10000 | + |
| In a volcanically heated under-realm, Dark Coin Champion #0207, a majestic Elder Dragon with a shield and an undead head, garbed in a magician's robe, clashed with Dark Coin Champion #0827, a gruesome Undead with an imposing Executioner Axe, donned in Hidden One Armour with a monstrous Uni Horn head. "Your magic will fail you, dragon!" #0827 hissed, charging forward. "I have none, rotten mind," #0207 snarled, deflecting the axe with his shield. Back and forth they danced, words as sharp as their weaponry. Finally, with incredible strength, #0207 smashed his opponent, trapping him under the shield. The tables had turned, he had won. |
| 260 | Dark Coin Champion #0207 | 10000 | + |
| Under the sweltering dunes of a deserted desert, Dark Coin Champion #0207 and his doppelganger clashed. Both elder dragons, wrapped in Magician's robe, wearing a shield, possessing undead heads, no magic. Their foreboding stature casting a long shadow on the sands.
"Hiding in my form, you imposter!??? 0207 roared. His replica sneered, ???You're the carbon copy, parasite.???
In a gruesome exchange, their shields clanged, spat sparks. The imposter, cunning but impatient, dropped his guard during the battle. Siezing the moment, 0207 lunged, his shield crushing into the foe, sending him tumbling backwards.
???Real dragons show patience, fraud?????? 0207 rasped, standing victorious among whispering sands. |
| 243 | Dark Coin Champion #0579 | 10000 | - |
| In the misty caverns of Stranglehold, the Dark Coin Champions clashed. No.0579, garbed in dark skin with a fierce dragon knight helm, bared his dragon long sword while No.0207, wearing a magicians robe and an undead visage, readied his shield. "You are a disgrace to our kind, demon!" spat No.0579. No.0207's reptilian grin widened, "We'll see who's worthy after this, bogtrotter!" A vicious melee ensued, dragon sword slashing against the shield. No.0579's agility helped dodge No.0207's spells. In the end, No.0579's precise sword strike overpowered No.0207's defence, claiming victory. |
| 240 | Dark Coin Champion #0286 | 10000 | + |
| In a post-apocalyptic deserted city, Elder Dragon-skinned #0207 stood defiantly, his shield glinting under the toxic sun. Tribal-skinned #0286 brandished his sickle menacingly.
???Rot in this wasteland!??? #0286 growled, charging immediately. Their gear, Magician Robe & the Dragon Knight Armour both shimmering ominously.
Using his Undead head, #0207 indulged in necromantic trickery, raising bone walls. ???Feel my wrath, foul beast!" Armed with a sickle, #0286 cut through effortlessly, his Uni Horn glistening with anticipation.
Finally, #0207 smartly used his shield to deflect a fatal blow, pushing #0286 into the toxic sludge behind. Grunting in agony, #0286 sunk, defeated. |