The warrior, who looked like the commander, pressed his right hand tightly on the grip of the weapon, gritted his teeth and ordered: "All of them—"

The fire in front of him shone brightly, and then the figure of the black dragon suddenly disappeared, he felt the wind sweeping around him, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his arm to resist, but the bursting fire had already appeared in the corner of his eye.

The devastating force shattered his arm bones and shoulder blades in an instant, and the warrior's body flew sideways, bounced off after rolling on the ground for weeks, the broken bones of connective and musculature wriggled, the subcutaneous granulations docked with each other, and the wound was restored, and the burning pain was gone.

His right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword again, and this time, he suddenly pulled out his weapon, held the hilt with both hands, and the mournful sword light cut through the atmosphere, and the music of the wind and snow immediately played.

"Forward, Attack!!"

But the glow of the half-moon was stopped in mid-air, and the black iron boots stepped on the blade of the sword, only to hear a sonorous sound, and there was a violent friction between the steel, and the sparks bloomed brilliantly, and the long sword was kicked crookedly.

The warrior gritted his teeth, his arms and shoulders muscles exploding, and with his waist strength, he twisted the unstoppable sword back, wrapped in a burst of wind and a shining magical brilliance!

All that left in his eyes was the black dragon's smiling face with contempt, hateful, hateful, hateful!

The sword was activated, and the arcane forces that imitated the 'Soul Reager' but were better than the blue let out a deafening roar, like a monster opening its huge jaw, gulping down the transcendent elements that were separated from the atmosphere, absorbing the power of the world.

The atmosphere was extracted, and the ice and snow swept over, and even the flames that lingered around the black dragon were distorted.

With the dance of the sword, the center of the storm also changed, and at this moment, the warrior felt as if blessed by the power of the world, and felt the power coming from the sword, and this power turned into a thousand strands, blending into the limbs and bones.

"Ah!!h

The ground under his feet suddenly exploded, the transcendent elements beside him roared in unison, the light on the sword became more and more dazzling, and Cervantes, with a smile, raised his hand, met it with three fingers, and pinched the blade of the sword.

The warrior swung his sword, and the tremendous force from the sword pushed Cervantes, whose legs were nailed to the ground, and plowed the ground into a half-arc, until the warrior was exhausted.

The eyes in the eye sockets couldn't help but tremble, and the evil smiling face was reflected in the pupils, and suddenly, the lips of the smiling face moved, "The void has great power, but it can't be controlled, from the beginning, you have gone the wrong way!"

Boom!

The black dragon punched the warrior's chest and abdomen, and the force came out through his body, causing the air behind him to explode, and then his wrist flipped, lifting his elbow and hitting his chest, and with the elbow as the axis, the arm drew a circle in the air, and the fighter was violently thrown out.

Immediately after, Cervantes suddenly spun around and slashed down with one leg, and the long-handled war hammer happened to cut through the cloak flying in the wind behind him, and in the surprised gaze of the hoplite, the black dragon's right leg fell like a battle axe, and the force of a thousand jun fell on his shoulder, causing his face to change, and the bones of both knees were violently deformed at the same time, and he could no longer support the weight of his body, and he fell to his knees.

Only then did he feel a sharp pain coming from his leg, and the heavily armed warrior glared angrily, roared angrily, and slammed his fist to the ground.

It was as if the heart of the earth was trembling, heavy pressure fell from the sky, the earth rippled in all directions from under their feet, whether it was the earth, the snow or ice, or the unrestrained wind, all of which were pulled by gravity and sank downward, and even Cervantes felt a pressure on his body.

- [Legendary Posture: Star Core Traction]!

The broken bones returned to their original positions under the wriggling of the muscles, putting themselves together and fusing together, and the strong vitality drove the bones to regrow, and the knees of the heavy warrior repaired themselves in just two seconds, but he still couldn't move.

The right hand gripping the handle of the hammer suddenly let go, and a fist swung upward, but it fell into the air.

In the eyes of the hoplites, the sole of a shoe continued to enlarge, and suddenly a blazing flame ignited, and finally, the black iron military boots were imprinted on his face with unmistakable accuracy.

The upper body of the hoplite slammed to the ground, his body still bounced slightly under the interaction of force, and his brain seemed to explode, the blood vessels burst open, blood spurted out from the seven orifices, and even the capillaries of his face burst open.

The face under the armor was drenched in blood, and the heavy soldier's vision was darkened as a result, and both hearing and smell were temporarily useless.

Just as Cervantes was about to stomp on the enemy's chest, the Assassin suddenly stepped out from behind him, bringing with him several afterimages.

And the Sword Master also rushed over at this time, with a flying wind and snow behind him, and took Cervantes's neck dragon head with a sword.

In his pupils, the golden cross emitted a faint light, and he saw that the golden cross in the pupils of the Sword Saint suddenly expanded, and firmly locked the figure of the black dragon in the center, and the original horizontal slash instantly transformed into an oblique split.

And in the midst of this, Cervantes didn't even see how he changed his moves.

It's like time...... No, even I have some extra changes!

As soon as his dark golden pupils shrank, Cervantes noticed that the current image of the Juggernaut was slightly different from when he first arrived, such as the mud stained on his hair, which no one could notice if he didn't pay attention to it.

Lifting his right foot back to the ground, the black dragon leaned back, dodging the strange sword, and the assassin had already quietly handed out the Hidden Blade.

The afterimage behind him moved in the same way, and Cervantes flicked his fingers away, but then, several Hidden Blades came one after the other, cutting through his gloves, piercing his palm, and removing a piece of broken bone attached to the shredded flesh.

It wasn't until the blood spurted out of his palm that the black dragon reacted, and when he turned his head to look, he only saw the assassin's gloomy expression, looking at him as if he were looking at a corpse.

- [Legendary Posture: Overlapping Shadows]!

The corners of Cervantes' mouth hooked, and his chin was slightly raised, "Interesting!"

Boom!

Cannonballs streaked through the sky and landed in the armies of the Arcane Empire.

The barrier of magical shields firmly sealed the sky above the army, and no amount of violent explosions could hurt the soldiers of this army.

Their ranks split in two, far from the battlefield of the Legends, bathed in artillery fire, and strode towards the fortress ahead.

And the cannonballs fired from the fortress also bypassed the battlefield of their Grand Duke, and even if a small number of cannonballs deviated from the established trajectory and landed on the battlefield of the legends, they could not be harmed in the slightest.

The Sword Master paused, and a cannonball fell beside him, only to see his movements switch abruptly, the shining sword light weaved a messy web in the air, and the cannonball exploded in the sky above him, and the hot wind blew on his back and the hem of his clothes.

In this case, everyone looked a little embarrassed, except for the black dragon's military uniform, which was still brand new, and the cloak with a few holes behind it danced in the wind.

However, he could no longer maintain his former lightness, and he was out of breath.

Even he didn't have an easy time facing the four legends, and until now, he had found several opportunities to kill them, but each time he was destroyed by someone else.

Unbuttoning his cloak, Cervantes moved his neck, and the four legends became vigilant as if they were facing a great enemy.

The black dragon's eyes closed slightly, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face again, "Get ready, I'm going to go all out!"

Wordless fear suddenly appeared in their hearts, and the four legends held their breath at the same time, without any hesitation, and rushed directly towards the black dragon.

Bursting flames poured out of Cervantes's body, rushing out like a rolling torrent in all directions, engulfing everything that could be swallowed, only to see pitch-black scales emerge one after another on his body, and flames flowed under the fluffing scales.

The entire body was covered in flames, and only a pair of dark golden eyes were left that attracted all the eyes of the four legends, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to both sides at this time.

"I am the Lord of the Flames!"