Why would Cervantes be afraid of an army that could wipe out a tenth of an army with a single breath, and why would he be afraid of four 'legends' who could not even hurt him?

It wasn't those people he was afraid of at all, but the floating city that could be reactivated at any time!

The majestic flames scorched the earth, the water vapor evaporated and rose, as if a sun appeared on the ground, and in this cold season, the cold air and hot air formed a convection, and the winds swept in all directions, and even the lead-gray clouds in the sky were affected, centered on the sea of fire licking the atmosphere, and suddenly distorted.

A huge pitch-black claw poked out from between the dancing flames and swept across the ground, and even the Iron Golem Legion could not resist the force that could shake the mountains, and it was already swept away by the dragon's arm as soon as it stepped out of the portal.

The dragon's claws didn't even touch the portal, and the door fluctuated violently, and it could no longer maintain its form, and exploded open.

The flying rift sliced through the black dragon's right claw, but a moment later, the spurting flames filled the wound, and in an instant, the dragon's claw was restored.

The four legends of the Arcane Empire were shrouded in a dark blue barrier, resisting the licking of the tongues of fire, and looked up in a daze as the black dragon raised its hideous head from the sea of fire.

The dark golden eyes that looked at all living beings were deeply embedded in their souls, and the dragon power poured out of the dragon's body as if it were a substance, shocking the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

It is the [Iron Dragon], Cervantes Doig Screaming Wind!

- The strongest of the Principality of the Howling Winds!

"I am the Overlord of Steel, the King of Flames!" the black dragon took a deep breath, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth roared, as if the whole world was breathing.

Under the clenched fingers, the earth has melted, and the crimson molten liquid seeps into the cracks of the dry earth, completely destroying the little life left in this area, but for the destroyer, nature cannot complain and blame, but can only bear it in silence.

The sea of fire was still spreading in every direction, and no one knew how powerful the black dragon was in his body, but judging from his current performance, perhaps, he could really fight against a floating city on his own......

The black dragon turned his head to look at the Floating City, and opened his mouth with sharp teeth intertwined, "Arcanist, is this all you have?!"

Hearing this, the four legends of the Arcane Empire suddenly shook their bodies, and a little despair in their hearts suddenly came to their hearts with shame.

In the face of other legends, their tactics and strength are invincible, but when it comes to fighting this black dragon, a fear of domination soon envelops them.

No matter what they do, no matter what tactics they use, it will be difficult to hurt the black dragon, and on the contrary, no matter what the black dragon does, it will be difficult for them to resist effectively.

The temptation is over, and now it's war!

Pure magic converged outside the walls of the inner city of the Floating City, and through the openings in the outer city, they could see at a glance that a 'condensation of magical power' was gradually taking shape.

The round sphere was gradually dyed black from dark blue, and more and more terrifying power emanated from it, and just by looking at the appearance of the thing, you could smell the smell of danger.

But Cervantes was undaunted, and even grinned a hideous smile.

As he expected, if the Arcane Empire wanted to take this battlefield, it would need to invest most of its strength, because in any case, he was only a relatively powerful dragon, far from the level that his father could kill gods alone.

The Elemental Furnace in the Floating City was still running, and he had never thought of fighting against a Floating City with the strength of a single dragon, after all, he was not stupid.

Merely...... Latinia needs a 'beacon'!

The magic power has been condensed to a limit, and the magic condensation that needs catharsis urgently turned into a sphere like a black hole, and even began to collapse on its own, distorting the surrounding light, and the aura of destruction also overflowed.

And from the beginning of the magic condensation to now, it is only a few seconds.

The Grand Arcanist poured all the extra mana from the Elemental Furnace into that mana condensation, and now, the mana erupted!

Boom –

"Roar!!

The Floating City and the giant dragon both roared, and the pure black energy light pillar pierced the atmosphere in an instant, and the flame dragon breath brewing in the throat of the black dragon sprayed out, and before anyone could react, the two energy streams were already colliding in the air, and the burst of flames and thunder roared between the heavens and the earth, and the dazzling light even penetrated the heavy clouds.

The shockwave burst and pushed everything on the ground, both rock and dirt in the light.

The exploding air blew everyone on the battlefield away, even the three legends of the Arcane Empire, and only the Assassin escaped hiding in the shadow plane, but his eyes were already filled with fear.

He let out a scream in a trembling voice: "...... Monster!"

He didn't know what word to use other than 'monster' to describe the black dragon that could compete with a floating city backed by an elemental furnace!

The hot blood like lava accelerated in the black dragon's body, the heart was pounding, and the huge body absorbed a huge amount of magic power from the world, and with the extraction of magic power, the hurricane surrounded his body, and when a large amount of fire elements were absorbed, the temperature between heaven and earth began to drop.

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

The two streams of energy gradually ceased, but between them, the earth had become devastated, the sky was becoming more and more gloomy, thunder was shuttling through it, and the imbalance of the elements played a prelude to chaos.

The hoplite gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground with his hammer, and suddenly, he looked back, only to find that the fortress of the Duchy of Sorrow was not far from him.

He was stunned for a second or two, and then he had evil thoughts in his heart, and his heart was pounding, and he subconsciously clenched the handle of the hammer.

After a moment of silence, the hoplite licked his bloody lips and took a stiff step.

At the same time, the other two legends who were still able to stand up did the same, first cautiously stepping away and then running.

Confused thoughts fill their minds, and they may not even know what they are doing now......

The three legends were speeding on the barren land, and the knights stationed on the city wall glanced at the battlements, their eyes froze, their hearts trembled, and they roared in a low voice: "Machine gun squad, fire!"

The same pitch-black barrel suddenly popped out of the arrows of the black hole, and the Heavy looked at the three legends through the limited hole.

The machine gunners let out a roar in unison, twisted the crank of the pistol, and pulled the trigger at the same time, only to see the muzzle flame erupt suddenly, and the bullet cut through the sky, end to end, forming a long 'ray'.

Juggernaut's footsteps changed, and he deftly dodged the interception net made of bullets, and the warriors and hoplites did not dodge or dodge, and rushed forward in the face of the fire of the machine guns.

"You ......" A voice suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and the four legends who were charging towards the border fortress of the Wailing Wind Principality were numb at the same time, and they were almost frightened, "Where do you want to go?!"

The heat suddenly approached behind them, and the dazzling light of fire even passed over their bodies, illuminating their way ahead - the road that led to death!

The three Legends threw themselves to the side at the same time and rolled on the ground, the flames that grazed their bodies had already burned the clothes and armor on their backs, and the sweat had just seeped out of their bodies.

It turns out that the battle between the black dragon and them just now was just a 'joke', this is a real 'monster'!

The magic was once again condensed in the gap in the floating city, but Cervantes no longer had the strength to take the blow.

Sighing helplessly, he took out a sword-shaped badge out of nowhere and bounced it into the air.

The badge was bounced up, spun in the air and fell downward, and then, with a single punch, the black dragon smashes the badge and surging mana gushes out of it, forming a barrier in front of him.

With a grinning smile, he looked back at the three legends, let's solve those dragon-annoying flies first!