Duke of Grief

Why would Cervantes fear that a tenth of an army would be eliminated by a breath? Why would he be afraid of the four "legends" that it is difficult to do even to hurt him?

What he was worried about was not those people at all, but the floating city that could be restarted at any time!

The majestic flames burned the ground, and the water vapor evaporated and rose, just like a sun appeared on the ground. In this cold and freezing season, cold air and hot air form convection, and the rotating wind sweeps all directions, even the lead-gray clouds in the sky. Affected, the center of fire licking the atmosphere was twisted suddenly.

A dark giant claw protruded from between the beating flames and swept across the earth. Even the Iron Golem Legion could not resist this force that was enough to shake the mountain. It was swung open by the dragon arm just after walking out of the portal.

The dragon's claw didn't even touch the portal, the door fluttered violently, and could no longer maintain its shape, blasting open.

The splash of time and space cut the black dragon's right claw, but a moment later, the surging flame filled this part of the wound, and in a flash, the dragon's claw had recovered as before.

The four legends of the arcane empire were enveloped by a faint blue barrier, resisting the licking of the tongue of fire, and staring blankly at the head of the black dragon raised from the sea of ​​fire.

The dark golden eyes of all living beings penetrated deeply into their souls. If Longwei poured out from the dragon body, it shocked everyone on the battlefield.

It is the [Dragon of Iron], Cervantes Doig and Wind of Sorrow!

——The Sorrowful Wind of the Duchy of the Principality!

"I am the overlord of steel, the king of flames!" The black dragon took a deep breath, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth screamed as if the whole world was breathing.

Under the clenched five fingers, the earth has melted, and the crimson melt has penetrated into the cracks of the dry earth, completely destroying the vitality that has been left in this area for a long time. However, for the destroyer, nature cannot issue complaints and blame. , Can only bear this in silence.

The sea of ​​fire is still spreading in every direction. No one knows how powerful the black dragon's body is, but from the current performance, maybe he can really fight a floating city with his own strength...

The black dragon turned his head to look at the floating city and opened his staggered mouth. "Arcumman, do you only have this skill?!"

It is said that the four legends of the Arcane Empire suddenly shook their bodies, and a little desperate emotion suddenly came to their hearts in shame.

In the face of other legends, their tactics and strength are unfavorable, but if they fight this black dragon, a dominated fear will soon overwhelm them.

No matter how they do it, no matter what tactical cooperation they use, it is difficult to hurt the black dragon. On the contrary, no matter what the black dragon does, they can hardly make effective resistance.

The "temptation" is over, and next, it is "war"!

Pure magic forces converge on the walls of the inner city of the floating city. Through the gaps in the outer city, they can see at a glance a'magic condensate' is gradually taking shape.

The round sphere is gradually blackened from the dark blue, and more and more terrifying power is emitted from it. Just seeing the appearance of that thing, you can smell the dangerous breath.

But Cervantes was not afraid, and even grinned, showing a grin.

As expected, if the Arcane Empire wants to win this battlefield, it needs to invest most of its strength, because in any case, he is just a relatively powerful dragon, far less than his father's enough to be single. The degree of killing God.

The element furnace in the floating city is still running. He never thought of fighting a floating city with the power of a single dragon. After all, he is not stupid.

It's just...Latina needs a'beacon'!

The magic has condensed to a limit, and the magic condensate that needs to be vented has become a sphere like a black hole, and even began to collapse autonomously, twisting the surrounding light, and the atmosphere of destruction also overflowed.

From the beginning of the magic condensation to the present, it is only a few seconds.

The Arcanist poured all the additional magic from the Elemental Furnace into that magic condensate. Now, the magic erupts!

boom--

"Roar!!!"

The floating city and the dragon both roared, and the pure black beam of energy penetrated the atmosphere in an instant, and the breath of the flaming dragon brewing in the black dragon's throat was sprayed. No one reacted, and the two energy streams had collided in the air. The bursting flames and thunder roared between heaven and earth, and the dazzling light even penetrated the heavy clouds.

The shock wave burst, pushing everything on the ground, whether it's rock or mud, it's vanished into glory.

The blown air blows everyone out of the battlefield, even the three legends of the arcane empire are inevitable, and only the assassin hides in the shadow plane to escape the disaster, but his eyes are already full of fear .

He screamed with a tremble: "...Monster!"

Except for ‘monster’, he didn’t know what words to use to describe the black dragon that could wave against a floating city with an element furnace as support!

High-temperature blood like lava flows quickly in the body of the black dragon, the heart beats, and the huge body draws a huge amount of magic from the world. With the extraction of the magic, the hurricane surrounds his body, and when a large amount of fire After the element is absorbed, the temperature between heaven and earth begins to fall.

Even though those fire elements returned to heaven and earth after the eruption of dragon breath, the huge fire element vacuum destroyed the balance between the four elements!

The two streams of energy gradually ceased, but between them, the earth had become devastated, the sky became more gloomy, there was thunder in it, and the imbalance of elements sounded the chaotic prologue.

The reloaded soldier gritted his teeth to resist the pain, and stood up from the ground with the warhammer. Suddenly, when he looked back, he found that the fortress of the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow was not far away from him.

He was stunned for a second or two, and then he had a bad thought in his heart.

For a moment of silence, the heavy soldier licked his **** lips and took a stiff footstep.

At the same time, the other two legends who can still stand up have made the same move. They first took their steps carefully and then ran.

Confused thoughts filled their minds, maybe they didn’t even know what they were doing now...

The three legends galloped on the barren ground. The knight stationed on the city wall glanced at the battlement, his eyes narrowed, his heart fluttered, and he roared in a low voice: "Machine gun class, fire!"

Suddenly the same dark gun barrel was poked out of the arrow of the black hole, and the machine gunner threw his eyes on the three legends through the limited hole.

The machine gunners made a roar, twisted the crank of the machine gun, and pulled the trigger at the same time. The muzzle flame suddenly erupted, the bullet pierced the sky, and the head to tail formed a long ray.

The footsteps of the Juggernaut changed dexterously, avoiding the interception net woven by bullets, and the warriors and reloaded warriors were unavoidable. They shot up with the machine guns.

"You..." A voice suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and the four legends who were charging towards the winds of the Principality's border fortress were numb at the same time, and were almost scared. "Where do you want to go?"

The heat suddenly approached from behind them ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The dazzling fire even crossed their bodies, illuminating the way for them-that road leads to death!

The three legends fell to the side at the same time and rolled on the ground. The flames that had wiped their bodies had burned the clothing and armor on their backs. The sweat was evaporated as soon as it leaked out of the body.

Facts have proved that the battle between the black dragon and them just now is just'playing'. This is a genuine'monster'!

The magic power once again condenses in the gap of the floating city, but Cervantes has no power to take that blow.

With a helpless sigh, he took out a sword-shaped badge from somewhere and bounced into the air.

After the badge was bounced, it spun down in the air, and then the black dragon punched it, smashing the badge, and the surging magic poured out of it, forming a barrier in front of him.

With a grin, he looked back at the three legends, so let's get rid of the dragon flies first!

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