Duke of Grief

The summer wind rolled up the flames on the ground, and Mars was thrown into the sky by the wind.

With the blue sky and white clouds as the background, the flames rising from the sky are also a bit beautiful.

Cervantes stood tall in the flames of fire, surrounded by many fire elements without any wisdom.

The suit pen on his body was neat and clean, without a touch of dust, and not far away in front of him, a huge monster fell to the ground like a mountain, life and death unknown.

There should be only a lot of crooked carbon-like substances on the ground where the woodland was supposed to be. The fire swallowed everything up, and there was only silence in this place.

The sea of ​​fire continues to spread northward, even beyond the range of people's field of vision. They try to look far into the distance and can't see where the end of the sea of ​​fire is.

The fur on the monster was burnt by flames, but there were not too many obvious wounds. The fatal wound was not outside the body, but inside the body!

In addition to the mountain-like monster, there are a lot of monsters and corpses of Warcraft... No, now there is nothing left, only the ashes drift with the wind.

The soldiers standing on the high wall couldn't help holding their breath, and the adventurers standing under the high wall waiting for the gondola also stood still, even if the gondola had already been placed beside them.

Because it is no longer needed, all the things that are critical to their lives are swallowed by the sea of ​​fire. The Duke like a flaming king has killed everything that can hurt their lives, and they no longer need to worry.

The gates of this section of the Great Wall were tightly closed, and they could only reach the Black Forest through a gondola. However, the gate closure was only a matter of two or thirty minutes ago.

Unlike soldiers and adventurers who were full of shock and joy in their hearts, Cervantes looked at the things in front of him but frowned slightly.

If he remembers correctly, the army of the Principality of the Winds will regularly sweep the Warcraft group and monsters near the border, and adventurers and mercenaries will enter the Black Forest to hunt these beasts and collect materials in exchange for money.

It stands to reason that the Warcraft and Monsters in the outer part of the Black Forest near the Principality of Winds should have been few.

But just now, nothing called them. They were just a group of poor worms driven by the monster, but the number was not much less than the beast tide that Cervantes first saw.

The changes in the Black Forest in recent years are too great. I am afraid that there will be no more animal tides in the future-because the different races that live in the Black Forest have either been destroyed or escaped from the Black Forest. It is no longer a happy land that can satisfy their living conditions, but a dead place for people to eat.

then……

Cervantes' eyes shifted from the blackened ground to the huge monster. He could be sure that there was no condition to grow such a huge animal outside the Black Forest.

If you want to become large enough, you need not only enough nutrition, but also to ensure that your body will not be crushed by your own weight, that is to say, there must be magic blood flowing in the body.

Even the dragon is the same. If you want to keep your size large enough, you need to look forward to being in a rich environment. Otherwise, you will not be able to meet the nutritional needs of the body, and it is easy to cause a fracture, unless you take the initiative to reduce the size.

This is also the reason why there are few dragons in the world without magic and the world with low magic, because the body structure of the dragon cannot adapt to such a world at all.

In the past, there was no way to support such huge animals in the periphery of the Black Forest, but now it is possible.

The Black Forest has become more and more dangerous, and behind him, although the soldiers of the Principality of the Windy Winds were able to deal with ordinary monsters and Warcraft in the past, but now, their strength has obviously not kept up with the exhibition of the times.

The solid human bloodstream makes it difficult for them to mutate like other animals, even if the people in the Principality of Sad Wind have different bloodlines than ordinary humans, after all, they are still humans after all!

It’s not just them. All humans in Big 6 are the same. If the magic element continues to spread, the concentration of magic power outside the Principality of the Winds will increase, and the possibility of animals mutating into monsters and Warcraft rises sharply. With the current military strength, It is impossible to resist.

However, Cervantes did not care about this. Anyway, those places were not his territory. Even the Principality of Sorrowful Wind did not take much care of him, let alone other places?

He was more worried about Sarah. If something like this happened, maybe Sarah would have to worry about it for a while.

The idea of ​​exhibiting magic energy machinery is indeed correct. In the future, human power alone will certainly not be able to resist monsters and Warcraft. Humans themselves are relatively fragile and have no outstanding advantages, but it is precisely because of their own shortcomings. It is easier to accept foreign things.

In order to survive, humans must use every power, unlike the elves who are naturally capable of using natural spells, nor the brute force of the orcs, nor the children of the earth like the dwarves.

Humans have nothing, and even humans do not have much advantage over the goblins who have established a kingdom.

The things that support humanity's foothold in this land and become the overlord of the Big 6 are wisdom, inheritance, and consciousness.

So even if human beings are too fragile, there will be some people who can admire the giant dragons like Cervantes.

Cervantes raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Then, people felt the flower in front of them, and the sea of ​​fire disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the active fire elemental life disappeared.

They didn't know what had happened, they only saw the Black Dragon Duke raised his hand, and then the sea of ​​flames spreading towards the distance disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched earth to prove that they had not hallucinated just now. It really existed.

People were scared by this hand, they never imagined that the legend was so powerful, and the black dragon was so powerful!

Stepping on the ashes covered by countless ashes, Cervantes turned and walked towards the Great Wall.

A gust of wind blew from behind and rolled up a soot. The dust floated in the air and drifted into the distance.

All the winds bypassed Cervantes, and blew towards the city walls~www.NovelMTL.com~ and blew towards the people, and blew into the sky, but he was not contaminated with a little dust.

People couldn't open their eyes because of this gust of wind, but before closing their eyes, they remembered this scene deeply in their minds.

However, Cervantes was not able to return to the magic tree branch.

He felt agitating under his feet, as if something was using the earth as a drumhead, and he was constantly beating.

The agitation stopped behind him, and then left directly under him again, heading in the direction of the Black Forest.

Cervantes raised his eyebrows, and that thing or things ignored the residual temperature of the ground. Although he let the flames dissipate, he could not eliminate the temperature.

The air is still hot, as is the earth. Now there is no water under the ground in this place, and even a large cracked ground can be seen by sweeping the ash off the ground.

From outside the Great Wall, it has been able to extend to the land where the Black Forest has not been scorched, and just now there are creatures that can walk through this environment.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with his guess. The Black Forest is now more dangerous, and even the outer periphery of the Black Forest is not too dangerous.

Looking at the direction of the Black Forest for a long time, Cervantes withdrew his gaze, and there was nothing more beautiful there.

After a little stiff neck activity, the black dragon yawned and continued to walk towards the Great Wall.

But as soon as he jumped on the branch of the magic tree, he saw that the ground was broken, and many creatures like black snakes jumped out of the earth and sprinkled their vitality back to this earth!

Cervantes stared blankly at the group of happy earthworms. He seemed to feel a powerful natural divine power in the group of earthworms...

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