Duke of Grief

Moro, Galore Mountains, Elven King's Court, and Orc Prairie-Arcane Empire opened up four more battlefields!

The maid frowned as she saw four more prominent red dots on the military map.

Even if the Moro and the Elven King's Court are very important areas for the Elven Clan and the Ogden Empire, but what does the Garroll Mountains and the Orc Prairie mean?

There are no important cities and regions there. There are only tribes on the orc prairie. Those who graze cattle and sheep need to move around on the prairie, and there are only one city-state in the Galore mountains. There is no way to fight a city-state or tribe alone. The great use may even anger the orcs and dwarves.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the Arcane Empire wants to contain the orc and dwarf gods in this way, but... Want to contain a **** by only a floating city?

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 so powerful, why did they hide and hide in front of them?

So, are they planning something again?

Although the action is obvious, they may have prepared everything before then, as long as the floating city is in place, they can start their plan.

...Can't wait any longer!

"Latina, help Seth, I doubt what the Arcane Empire is doing!"

The voice just fell, far away on the battlefield on the southern border of the Principality of Sorrowful Wind, a door opened again, and after the door, if there was a substantial river of gold surrounding it, a golden garden was held in front of the eyes of mortals. His eyes fell on it, and the unforgettable hatred filled his heart.

If it were not for the help of the goddess of wealth, that black dragon could not break the inner city barrier at all, and Orem would not die for it!

Holy Spirit once again set foot on this battlefield, looking at the monsters like waves coming in front of him, screaming, waving the weapon in his hand, and leading the army of the kingdom of God to the enemy.

The swordsman gripped the hilt with both hands, his arms were tight and twisted his waist and abdomen. The long sword in his hand swept across the ground, dragging out a stream of wind, and the blade tip rubbed against the steel ground and burst into flames, the sword light was bright, like the sea Chao Chao, a sword lifted.

The remaining keen tip of the sword almost wiped the tip of the black dragon's nose, and Cervantes' mouth slightly raised, as if he was mocking the swordsman in front of him.

——Do you only have this skill?

The swordsman's eyes widened suddenly, his hands suddenly abruptly released the hilt, his wrists were flipped over, and then he gripped again. In an instant, he turned from a pick-up trend to a chopping, and the atmosphere suddenly produced a bang.

A squeal of steel friction sounded, a crescent moon crumbled into the air, and a cloud of dust was chopped off. The tip of the sword hung three inches above the ground, but it fell empty.

Cervantes' posture did not change, but he retreated three positions out of thin air. At this time, he took a deep breath. The magic power rippling between the world and the air swirled with the airflow. He was sucked into the lungs by the black dragon, penetrated into the alveoli, and melted in. Blood rushed to the limbs.

The blood carrying the element of fire and magic power ran in the body, under the control of the dragon's consciousness, the electrical signal quickly transmitted in the neural network made it'ignite'.

The heart beats, and the boiling blood transports the heat to the lungs. When the alveoli and the blood vessels flowing through the lungs exchange gas, countless weak heat quickly piles up, and the little red light gathers in the lungs. Suddenly.

The raging fire was brewing in the black dragon's mouth. He grinned and clenched his teeth. The carbon dioxide had already poured into the nasal cavity, turning into two white gas jets from the nostrils, slowly dissipating.

At the same time, Cervantes' legs were staggered quickly, and he appeared in front of the swordsman in a blink of an eye. At this time, the swordsman raised his head, but felt as if he had fallen into a fiery hell.

The black iron army boots suddenly stepped on the blade, the swordsman only felt his arms sink, a fist wrapped in a gust of wind was constantly enlarged in front of his eyes, and he was too late to resist, the arcane glory in front of him flickered, the barrier shattered, and his face Ministry suffered severe pain.

The air screamed, and a ring of aerosol spread slowly on the right arm of the black dragon. The right foot stepped on the sword front suddenly twisted aside and stepped on the ground.

——Boom!

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

The dragon slowly opened his mouth, the intersecting sharp teeth separated, and the bright light swayed between the fangs, and the angle of the bent mouth twisted it into a cruel and cruel arc.

The two legends hiding in the side waiting for the time could no longer hide, suddenly ejected from the shadow of the house, the body seemed to fly on the ground, under heavy pressure, and suddenly pulled the weapon out of the sheath.

The two arcs staggered in the air, and the two legends who had been hiding around the waiting time suddenly found that the black dragon was missing in front of them.

The swordsman struggled to get up, his eyes were flushed with blood, and the figure of the black dragon was put into his eyes. He stuck his neck and shouted angrily: "Heaven!!!"

The two legends who passed by suddenly raised their heads, but their vision was filled with flames, the edges of the flames, the corners of a pair of dragon wings flashed, and the dragon roared.

"Roar!!!"

The overwhelming flame shaped like a fist slamming down on the ground, and the invisible fire slammed and spread like a stream of water, rushing over the steel ground.

The blood in his eyes quickly dissipated, the blood stasis and melted, the swordsman roared, threw his weapon into the sky, his fists clenched and thumped down on the ground, and the heavily injured body stood up sharply to catch the long sword that fell down. , Without any hesitation, charged angrily.

The swordsman himself also turned into a sharp blade, chopped off the air in front of him, stepped on the ground suddenly, and jumped up.

The glow of vitality circulates in the body, quickly repairing his body, and the wind element lingers outside, constantly pushing his body to the sky.

That black dragon... that **** black dragon!

Cervantes laughed indulgently, unaware that he had turned into a shadow and imprinted in the hearts of these legends, even if he knew it, he would not care.

——It would be better to say that only in this way can the image of his “evil dragon” be highlighted!

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

Dragging a strong wind against the drag of gravity, even the'planet' can't make him succumb.

"Cai-Wan-Ti-Si -"

The sharp voice of resentment poured out from the swordman's throat, and the black dragon suddenly felt a kind of'bondage'-from the atmosphere, from the shackles of the wind element.

The sky-blue radiance lingered around the swordsman's body, and a gust of wind was rolled up on the long sword behind him.

got windy!

Cervantes looked down, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his dark yellow eyes seemed to turn into a mess of chaos, all maliciousness and distortions were contained in it.

At this time, the burning flames on the ground were also broken, and the two legends started at the same time [Legendary Gesture ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~] Fly to the sky under the push of magical wonders.

The Black Dragon opened his arms.

"You guys are not qualified!"

His voice was so remote that it seemed to come from the sky above. The three people watching the black dragon felt as if they were watching ‘a god’.

The sword of the wind was swung, and the steel debris and debris on the ground were lifted and caught in it.

Incorporating countless dust and water vapor, wrapped in countless steel debris, the swordsman set off a hurricane that swept the world!

The hurricane cut towards Cervantes, and at the same time, Cervantes also felt a deeper level of bondage, which originated from the other two legends.

One can control the water vapor in the air, and one can block the space.

A sword is wrapped around a hurricane, a sword is like raindrops turned into steel, and a sword spans a distant space and is cut in the head.

——Excellent cooperation!

However, it is not enough to kill him!

The wings contracted suddenly, wrapping the body of the Black Dragon. Before his face completely disappeared before the eyes of the three legends, he still had a relaxed smile on his face, which was the reason for their anger.

The sword marks are continuously superimposed on the wings, and the remaining two legends come out clearly, but come first.

New scars kept appearing on the dragon wing, and the hot blood swayed through the air, dragged by the violent wind, and caught in the tornado, which added another strength to the swordsman.

The swordsman clenched his uncontrollable weapons with both hands, and roared and waved, and the curved hurricane ended!

The hurricane crashed to the ground, spreading out into the distance for some unknown feet, and the black dragon was not seen in the air.

The other two legends looked at each other, and the swordsman gasped and looked at the front incredulously.

……Won?

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