The elements of fire and magic dissolved in the blood, flowing to the limbs of Cervantes with every beat of the heart.

Every capillary and pore of his was filled with a powerful force that had been suppressed, and when he completely uninhibited it, the [Flame Aura] would spread out, enveloping the earth with a radius of one hundred and eighty feet.

Cervantes stepped along, his boots bursting through the flames that enveloped his body, and as soon as he stepped on it, the ground under his feet quickly dried up, and the water evaporated in an instant.

The half-human, half-dragon monster tore through the flames and reappeared in the eyes of the four legends of the Arcane Empire with a hideous smile.

Their eyes fluttered as they watched the monster's wings stretched out behind him, and the fire surging under his fluffing scales.

- [Legendary Posture: Steel Dragon]!

They all knew very well what the black dragon represented in front of them, and the shadow of death had already fallen on each of them.

But they had no choice!

The heavy warrior raised his hand and held it, and a powerful attraction appeared on his body, but Cervantes did not move at all, but the flames that kept pouring out of the black dragon's body were attracted to him, and under the influence of the black dragon's strong will, the surging flame flow suddenly turned into a vivid fire python.

"Damn!" he clenched his fists with an ugly face, and swung them down with great force, and those hideous and terrible fire pythons crashed into the ground, shattering.

Juggernaut and Warrior charged with their swords, their blades staggering in the air, tearing apart the stream of flames rushing towards them and slashing at the black dragon.

But on the way, the movements of the Sword Master switched again, and a straight stab appeared without warning.

The phantom from the parallel world once again attached to his body, the golden cross in his pupils expanded again, and the cold wind was affected by the distorted space, contradicting and conflicting with itself, and suddenly exploded around the Sword Master.

The slashing blade was pushed by the blast wind, and it suddenly slashed into the black dragon's body, splashing a series of fiery sparks.

Cervantes reached out and grabbed the sword in Juggernaut's hand, but he didn't dodge the other weapon, but it didn't matter much to him, because it didn't hurt him at all.

The wings behind him slammed into the air, and the warrior and the juggernaut were knocked away at the same time, and the assassin crept in, followed by the afterimage.

Under the protection of the power of the shadows, he avoided the scorching fire, stepped on the cracked earth, and quietly came to the black dragon's side, silently crouching, the Hidden Blade tied to his arm extracted the magic that swam in the air, and the faint light quietly bloomed, but lingered on the blade.

The power of the shadows rose like green smoke, enveloping the blades, and the Hidden Blade wrapped in a two-color glow was handed out.

Syllable!

The dragon's tail jerked, and a whip slammed into the Assassin's face, sending his body whirling in place, before slashing through the air, knocking him to the ground, sending out a mouthful of Assassin's blood.

Cervantes squeezed a trace of disdain out of his face, only to see the heavily armed warrior roar and rush towards him with earth-shattering steps.

Grabbing the handle of the hammer with both hands, the hoplite stabbed the hammer forward, slamming its head into the black dragon's hand.

The hoplite slammed down, the force of the explosion surging from his legs up to his waist and back, his tense arms trembling violently, and the force rushed forward.

Immediately, Cervantes's face changed slightly, and the heavily armored warrior actually grabbed the war hammer and pushed his body out.

The black dragon jumped backwards, his feet falling into the dry earth, and he couldn't stop taking a few steps backwards, and the boots left several deep marks on the ground.

After doing all this, the hoplite gasped and reached out to pull the Assassin off the ground, sending the Juggernaut and the warrior rushing out from either side of him.

One left and one right, one in front and one behind, but the dazzling sword light fell at the same time, and two and a half arcs appeared in the sea of fire like a cold waning moon, but the black dragon only waved its wings, driving its body to fly away from the place.

Cervantes raised his hand to summon, and the flames beside him roared, and the flames that spontaneously ignited swirled in the air, turning into a storm of flames.

No direct contact is required, just the rising temperature of the sea of fire can scorch their viscera, and the thinning of the air and magic is a challenge for the legends.

They are all trapped in this endless fire, and the 'man' who holds the key to this cage is their enemy, the black dragon!

The figure of the black dragon disappeared again, and with great strength and speed, it brutally smashed away the warrior and the juggernaut, and appeared in front of the heavily armed warrior.

The two fingers of his right hand stabbed out, tearing through the armor in an instant, and inserting it into the collarbone of the heavily armed warrior.

The fingers bent in the flesh, and before everyone knew it, they broke the left collarbone of the hoplite, and pulled out the belt.

The warrior and the sword master had already rushed behind the black dragon, and the two long swords slashed down on the head, and even the heavily armed warriors endured the severe pain and swung their fists straight at them.

The Assassin leapt from the shadow beneath his feet, sending a series of afterimages in the air.

The abdomen and back were attacked, but the black dragon just smiled disdainfully, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, the bursting flames knocked everyone away.

The four who flew out upside down flipped in the air and landed lightly, while the assassin dived directly into the shadows, otherwise he would definitely become the black dragon's primary target.

They looked up, only to see the black dragon throwing the broken bone in his hand into his mouth, closing his jaws and starting to chew.

The chewing sound of "gala" reached the ears of the legends of the Arcane Empire, and they were terrified, and a chill rose from the tail vertebrae to the heavenly spirit cover.

They only now realized one thing, the enemy they were facing now was a black dragon, an evil dragon - he could eat people!

Thinking of this, their scalps tingled for a while, but at this moment, several terrible screams suddenly came to their ears.

Is that...... Those soldiers under their command?!

"Demon Breakers, and Jammers. Cervantes licked his lips with a smile, "After the war with the All-Seeing Eye, we realized that we didn't actually have the power to deal with magic, so we studied this. After all, Serra had intended to give 'this power' to the commoners from the beginning, and only in this way could the commoners have the power to fight against the transcendentals, to resist the rule of the transcendents - that is, the power to break the game!

"Oh, by the way, what about your Golem Legion? I haven't blocked the space and just waited for this, why haven't you released it yet?"

The legends suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and their eyes widened, and they cast their gazes on the black dragon in disbelief.

He...... Still have room to spare?

Even if you fight with the four of them, you still have the strength to spare?!

Just as the warriors and juggernauts were shocked by this, the space behind them exploded, and the Floating City tore through the space, sending a portal to the battlefield.

The warrior's hair was ripped by the wind, and he watched as his superiors poured more of their military power into the battlefield.

The silent Iron Golem Legion was coming out of the portal, and it was clear that his superiors knew about it, but chose to devote more of their strength to the battlefield.

Now this principality is being restrained by the beast tide of the Northern Black Forest, if it can't be taken in the shortest possible time, the battlefield of the Duchy of Sorrow Wind may not be able to open up, not only can it not be opened, but it may also fall into a state of stalemate, and eventually affect the other two battlefields.

Even the Wailing Wind Principality's counterattack in the past is not an impossible thing to happen!

Wizdem started again, even if Lord 'Jacques' had fallen into a coma, but they had to take this place, as long as the battle damage was below '50,000', it was within their acceptable range.

The warrior gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the black dragon, but the black dragon did not pay attention to them at this time, but looked at the golem army that slowly walked out of the portal and whistled.

"My goal was not you from the beginning. Cervantes glanced at them with pity, made them angry, and paid no attention to them.

At this time, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his body gradually swelled, "My target is that floating city!"