Moro, the Garol Mountains, the Elven Court, and the Orc Savannah—the Arcane Empire has carved out four more battlefields!

Seeing four more prominent red dots on the military map, the maid frowned.

Forget about Moro and the Elven Court, they are both very important areas for the Elves and the Ogordon Empire, but what do the Garol Mountains and the Orc Prairie mean?

There are no important cities or regions there, there are only tribes in the orc savannah, and they need to move around the steppe to herd cattle and sheep, and the Galol mountains have only one city-state after another, and it is not much use to fight a city-state or tribe alone, and it may even anger the orcs and dwarves.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the Arcane Empire wants to contain the orc gods and dwarven gods in this way, but ...... Just a floating city wants to contain a god system?

Is the Arcane Empire so powerful?

Serena frowned, her index finger tapping slowly on the table in front of her, if the Arcane Empire was really that powerful, why did they hide and hide before.

So, are they planning something now?

Although the action was obvious, maybe they had everything in place before then, and they could start their plans when the Floating City was in place.

...... Can't wait any longer!

"Latinia, go help Seth, I suspect the Arcane Empire is up to something!"

As soon as the words fell, far away on the battlefield on the southern border of the Principality of Sorrowful Winds, a door opened again, and behind the door, a golden garden was displayed in front of the eyes of mortals as if it were surrounded by a substantial river of gold, and the eyes of the Grand Arcanists fell on it, and the unforgettable hatred filled their hearts.

If it weren't for the help of the Goddess of Wealth, the black dragon wouldn't have been able to break the barrier of the inner city, and Olem wouldn't have died because of it!

Holy Spirit Hals once again stepped on this battlefield, looked at the monsters in front of him like a wave, shouted angrily, waved the weapon in his hand, and led the army of God to crash into the enemy.

The swordsman grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, his arms tightened and twisted his waist and abdomen at the same time, and the long sword in his hand slashed from the ground, dragging out the wisps of wind flow, the tip of the sword rubbed against the steel earth and burst into flames, and the sword light suddenly brightened, like a blue sea tide, and a sword was lifted.

The tip of the sword that remained a little hot almost brushed the tip of the black dragon's nose, and the corners of Cervantes' mouth raised slightly, as if mocking the swordsman in front of him.

- Is that all you have to do?

The swordsman's eyes suddenly widened, his hands suddenly released the hilt of the sword, his wrist flipped and then clenched again, and in an instant, it changed from a rising momentum to a slash, and the atmosphere suddenly produced a bang.

A screech of steel grinding sounded, and a waning moon slashed into the air, cutting through a cloud of dust and mist, and the tip of the sword hung only three inches above the ground, but it fell into the air.

Cervantes's posture did not change, but he retreated three positions out of thin air, at this time, he took a deep breath, and the magic power rippling in the sky and earth swirled with the air current, and was sucked into the lungs by the black dragon, seeping into the alveoli, melting into the blood, and surging into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Blood carrying fire elementals and magical power rushes through the body, and under the control of the dragon's consciousness, it is 'ignited' by the rapid transmission of electrical signals in the neural network.

The heart beats, the boiling blood transports the heat to the lungs, and when the alveoli exchange gas with the blood vessels flowing through the lungs, countless faint heat quickly accumulates, and the stars of red light converge in the lungs, and finally, a little fire suddenly brightens.

The surging fire was brewing in the mouth of the black dragon, he grinned fiercely, clenched his teeth, carbon dioxide had already surged into his nose, turning into two white gases spurting out of his nostrils, slowly dissipating.

At the same time, Cervantes's legs staggered rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the swordsman, and only then did the swordsman raise his head, but he felt as if he had fallen into a burning hell.

The black iron boots suddenly stepped on the blade of the sword, and the swordsman only felt his arms sink, and a fist wrapped in the wind continued to expand in front of him, and he didn't even have time to resist, the arcane light in front of him flashed, the barrier shattered, and his face suffered severe pain.

The air roared, and a ring of mist slowly spread across the black dragon's right arm, and the right foot on the blade of the sword suddenly tilted to the side and stepped on the ground.

- Knock!

The swordsman's body turned into a streamer of light and suddenly flew out, and more than a dozen steel cages exploded almost at the same time, and the scattered fragments were thrown into the sky and fell like rain.

The dragon slowly opened its mouth, its staggered teeth parting, its brilliant light swaying between its fangs, the corners of its mouth twisting into a hideous, cruel arc.

The two legends, who had been hiding and waiting for their time, could no longer hide, and suddenly ejected from the shadows of the house, their bodies flying as if they were grazing the ground, and under heavy pressure, they pulled their weapons out of their sheaths.

Two arcs of light staggered in the air, and the two legends who had been hiding around and waiting for the opportunity suddenly found that the figure of the black dragon had been lost in front of them.

The swordsman struggled to his feet, his eyes red from bloodshot, and took the figure of the black dragon into his eyes, he stiffened his neck and shouted angrily: "Heavenly !!"

The two legends who had staggered by suddenly raised their heads, but their vision was filled with a piece of firelight, and at the edge of the flames, the corners of a pair of dragon wings flashed, and the dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

"Roar!!

The overwhelming flames smashed to the ground like a fist, and the disembodied flames scattered like water, rushing over the steel earth.

The bloodshot in his eyes quickly dissipated, the blood stasis melted, the swordsman roared angrily, threw the weapon into the sky, clenched his fists and slammed the ground under him, his hard-hit body stood up suddenly, caught the long sword that fell downward, and without the slightest hesitation, he charged angrily.

The swordsman himself seemed to turn into a sharp blade, cutting through the air in front of him, and suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot and jumped up.

The glow of life force circulated in his body, quickly repairing his body, and the wind element lingered outside his body, constantly pushing his body into the sky.

The Black Dragon...... That damn black dragon!

Cervantes laughed wildly, unaware that he had turned into a shadow and imprinted in the hearts of these legends, and even if he knew, he would not have cared in the slightest.

- Rather, this is the only way to show his image as an 'evil dragon'!

The swordsman dragged his weapon behind him, and the boots he wore gleamed with lines, and the magic came into contact with it and turned into a propulsive force, pushing his body into the sky.

Dragged by the gale and defying the pull of gravity, even the 'planet' could not bring him to his knees.

"Cyp-Wan-Ti-Si-"

A sharp voice of resentment poured out of the swordsman's throat, and the black dragon suddenly felt a kind of 'bondage'—from the atmosphere, from the restraint of the wind element.

The azure light lingered around the swordsman's body, and the long sword dragged behind him also swept into the wind.

The wind is blowing!

Cervantes looked down, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his dark yellow eyes seemed to turn into a mess, and all the malice and distortion were hidden in it.

At this time, the burning flames on the ground were also broken, and the two legends unfolded their [Legendary Posture] at the same time, and flew into the sky under the impetus of magical strange things.

The black dragon, on the other hand, opened his arms.

"You're not qualified enough!"

His voice was so distant that it seemed to come from the sky, and the three people who were staring at the black dragon felt as if they were looking at 'a god'.

The Tempest Sword was swung and shards of steel on the ground were lifted and swept into it.

Infused with countless dust and water vapor, and carrying countless steel chips, the swordsman set off a hurricane that swept the heavens and the earth!

The hurricane slashed at Cervantes, and at the same time, Cervantes also felt a deeper level of restraint, which came from the other two legends.

One can manipulate the moisture in the air, and the other can seal off the space.

A hurricane wound around a sword, a sword like a raindrop of steel, a sword crossed a distant space and fell head.

- Perfect fit!

But, not enough to kill him!

The wings suddenly contracted, enveloping the black dragon's body, and before his face completely disappeared before the eyes of the three legends, he still had a relaxed smile on his face, which alone had provoked their anger.

The sword marks continued to be stacked on the wings, and the other two legends were clearly the last, but they came first.

New scars appeared on the dragon's wings, and scorching blood spilled through the air, torn by the wind, and swept into the tornado, adding another layer of strength to the swordsman.

The swordsman gripped the uncontrollable weapon with both hands, roared and swung, and the curling hurricane finally arrived!

The hurricane slammed to the ground, spreading out into the distance for an unknown number of feet, and the black dragon was missing from the air.

The other two legends looked at each other, while the swordsman gasped and stared ahead in disbelief.

...... Win?