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

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

Cervantes' tall body stood in the midst of the fire, and there were many fire elemental beings wandering around him without any intelligence.

The suit on his body was neat and tidy, not stained with any dust, and not far in front of him, a huge monster fell to the ground like a mountain, not knowing whether it would live or die.

What should have been a woodland was left with a lot of crooked charcoal-like material stuck in the ground, and the fire consumed everything, and the place was only dead silent.

The sea of fire continued to spread northward, even beyond the range of people's field of vision, and they tried to look into the distance and could not see where the end of the sea of fire was.

The fur on the monster's body was scorched by the flames, but it was not without too many obvious wounds, and the fatal wounds were not outside the body, but inside!

In addition to the mountain-like monster, there are also many monsters and monster corpses...... No, there is nothing left now, only ashes scattered in the wind.

The soldiers standing on the high wall couldn't help but hold their breath, and the adventurers who were standing under the high wall waiting for the hanging basket also froze in place, even if the hanging basket was placed next to them.

Because there was no need anymore, everything that could endanger their lives was swallowed up by that sea of fire, and the duke, who was like a flame king, had killed everything that could harm their lives, and they didn't need to worry.

The gates of this section of the Great Wall were closed, and the Black Forest could only be reached by hanging baskets, but the gates had only been closed twenty or thirty minutes ago.

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

If he remembered correctly, the armies of the Duchy of Sorrow regularly swept the herds and monsters near the border, and adventurers and mercenaries would enter the Black Forest to hunt these beasts and collect materials in exchange for money.

It stands to reason that there should be very few demonic beasts and monsters in the outer part of the Black Forest near the Principality of Sorrowful Wind.

But just now, there was nothing calling for them, they were just a bunch of wretched worms driven by the monster, but they were not much less numerous than the 'beast tide' that Cervantes had seen for the first time.

The Black Forest has changed so much in recent years that I am afraid that there will be no more 'beast tides' in the future - because the alien races living in the Black Forest have either been wiped out or have escaped from the Black Forest, and it is no longer a happy land that can meet their living conditions, but a cannibal death land.

And then......

Cervantes' gaze shifted from the charred ground to the massive monster, and he was certain that there were no conditions on the outskirts of the Black Forest to raise such a large animal.

In order to be large enough, you need not only enough nutrients, but also ensure that your body is not crushed by its own weight, which means that you must have magical blood flowing through your body.

Even dragons, too, need to stay in a 'rich demon' environment for a long time if they want to stay big enough, otherwise they can't meet the body's nutritional needs, and it is easy to cause fractures unless they actively reduce their size.

This is also the reason why there are very few dragons in the non-demon world and the low-demon world, because the body structure of the dragon cannot adapt to that kind of world at all.

In the past, the Black Forest periphery could not support such a large animal, but now it is possible.

The Black Forest is becoming more and more dangerous, and behind him, although the soldiers of the Duchy of Sorrow were able to deal with ordinary monsters and monsters in the past, but now, their strength is obviously unable to keep up with the development of the times.

The solid human bloodline makes it difficult for them to mutate like other animals, even if the people of the Duchy of Sorrow already have a bloodline different from ordinary humans, after all, they are still 'humans' after all!

Not only them, but all humans on the continent are the same, if the magic element continues to spread, the concentration of magic power in areas outside the Princeship of Sorrowful Wind will also rise, and the possibility of animals mutating into monsters and monsters will rise sharply, with the current strength of the army, it is impossible to resist at all.

But Cervantes didn't care about this, anyway, those places were not his territory, even if it was the Duchy of Sorrow, he didn't care much, let alone other places?

He was more worried about Sera, and if such a thing really happened, he was afraid that Serra would be troubled for a while.

The idea of developing a magic machine is really correct, in the future, the strength of human beings alone will definitely not be able to resist monsters and monsters, human beings themselves are relatively fragile, and there are no more outstanding advantages, but it is precisely because of their own shortcomings that it is easier to accept foreign things.

In order to survive, humans must use every strength, unlike elves who are born with natural spells, nor like orcs with brute strength, and not like dwarves like 'children of the earth'.

Humans have nothing, and they don't even have much advantage over the 'goblins' who have established kingdoms.

The things that support human beings to gain a foothold on this land and become the hegemon of the continent are 'wisdom', 'inheritance', and 'enlightenment'.

So even if humanity is too vulnerable, there will be some characters who can make dragons like Cervantes admire.

Cervantes raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Then, people felt that the sea of fire disappeared in front of them in an instant, and even those active fire elemental beings disappeared with it.

They didn't know what was happening, they only saw the black dragon duke raise his hand, and then the sea of fire that spread into the distance disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched earth to prove that they were not hallucinating just now, and that the sea of fire actually existed.

People were frightened by this hand, they had never imagined that the 'Legend' would be so powerful, and this Black Dragon Grand Duke would be so powerful!

With countless ashes under his feet, Cervantes turned and walked towards the Great Wall.

A gust of wind blew from behind, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust, which swirled in the air and drifted into the distance.

All the winds went around Cervantes, and blew against the walls, against the people, and into the sky, but he was not covered with a single trace of dust.

People were blown away by the wind, but they remembered it deeply in their minds before they closed their eyes.

However, Cervantes was not able to return to the branches of the Demon Tree.

He felt the agitation under his feet, as if something was tapping the earth like a drum.

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

Cervantes raised an eyebrow, that thing or something ignored the residual heat of the ground, and although he let the sea of fire dissipate, he could not eliminate the temperature.

The air was still scorching, and so was the earth, and now there was no moisture under the ground in this place, and even a large cracked earth could be seen when the ashes were swept away.

From beyond the Great Wall, it stretches all the way to the unscorched land of the Black Forest, and there are creatures that have been able to travel through this environment.

Sure enough, his guess was not wrong at all, and now the Black Forest has become more dangerous, and even the outskirts of the Black Forest, which are not too dangerous, have become dangerous places.

After looking in the direction of the Black Forest for a long time, Cervantes withdrew his gaze, there was nothing to see there.

After moving his somewhat stiff neck, the black dragon yawned and continued to walk towards the Great Wall.

But as soon as he jumped onto the branch of the magic tree, he saw that the ground had been torn open, and many creatures with black snake-like heads jumped out of the earth, spilling life back onto the land! (https:)

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