Cervantes didn't return to Wende City directly, and Sera didn't know what was going on here, so they didn't worry, but those adventurers in the Valley of Gold Coins, they all knew that something bad might have happened, and their battle just now was so loud that even the Valley of Gold Coins could feel it.

Adventurers are a bunch of unstable elements, and Cervantes wants them to make money for themselves, but he can't let them run.

Cervantes wasn't in bad shape, aside from the possible injuries to his hand and arm bones and arm muscles, and he couldn't understand why the tree could sense the monster's presence so far away, and he was terrified of it.

Because of this, Cervantes looked down on the tree more and more, originally thought that although the tree was very timid, its strength was quite good, but now that he looks at it, this courage is also very small.

As soon as he approached the Valley of Goldcoins, a chaotic and noisy beast roar poured into Cervantes' ears.

Smoke billowed ahead, the entrance to the northern part of the valley had been blocked by intertwined tree roots, and the soldiers stood on the high wooden fence as they loosened their bowstrings, and a rain of arrows rained down, nailing a group of monsters to the ground, but it was a drop in the bucket.

In front of the wooden wall, thick tree roots intertwined to form the first line of defense, and this line of defense was not impassable, as long as the monsters could pass through the passages specially opened by several magic trees, they would be able to pour into the valley of gold coins.

However, the soldiers led by the Gwen knights and the adventurers fighting for money blocked these passages, and behind them, although the clergy of the Church of Fortune were armed with maces and round shields, and wore chain mail, they were more likely to use holy power to heal the seriously injured, and those who were not seriously injured would be dragged to the rear for a little treatment by medical personnel, and then wait for the next time to join the battle.

The archers guarded several mages behind them, and the mages recited incantations skillfully, unaffected by the roars and roars of the monsters on the battlefield ahead.

They are different from the mages of the academy, before joining the [Ship of the Star Sea], many of them were wild mages who had no one to take in, and they took the wild path, if they didn't become adventurers to earn money for themselves, with their net worth, they would not be able to support them to continue studying spells.

The mages of the [Ship of the Stars] stand on the wall and release powerful spells copied from the library, and the mages and warlocks among the adventurers can only use a few small spells to check and fill in the gaps, so that the front line will not easily collapse.

The strong smell of blood permeated the air, representing the stench of putrid acid and the scorching stench of corpses, which made people feel sick, but this was a battlefield, and there was no room for the slightest mistake, otherwise it would be 'death'.

Death is fair to every life, and when it comes, no one can resist it and take it away.

Knight Gwen now has no leisure to guess what is going on in the north, how is the lord now, her voice is already hoarse, as the strongest combat force stationed in the Valley of Gold Coins, she has always been at the front of the battle line, fighting against the monsters that are constantly pouring up with the transcendent among the adventurers.

The aura has been fully unfolded, inspiring people's spirits, and when they are about to be exhausted, there is always a sudden surge of power to prevent them from dying.

Although she is a woman, the strength of the Gwen knight still makes the adventurers frequently look sideways, and the 'Spring Sword' banner is firmly planted behind this knight, which means that in the ten minutes since the beginning of the battle, this knight has not taken half a step back!

"Forward, forward, forward!"

Even at this time, the Gwen Knight still shouted in a hoarse voice: "Push forward, don't let the defense line go backwards!"

In this case, the battle line is as solid as a seawall dam, allowing monsters to continue to surge up like a tide, and when these waves crash on the defense line, they can't help the defense line for half a minute.

Knight Gwen stuck the end of his cross shield into the ground, and the armor on his body had already been soaked red with blood, and even a little corrosive liquid could not corrode the armor.

The glimmer of light on the enchanted sword was obscured by the blood, and the knight single-handedly withstood the monsters' onslaught with a cross shield and a sword.

However, she won't last long!

The high-intensity battle has lasted for more than ten minutes, and Knight Gwen has withstood most of the pressure, the banner behind him is hunting, and the aura has not been closed.

Various factors have taken a lot of energy out of Knight Gwynn, and if she were alone, she could continue to fight for hours, but not now......

"That's ......"

An archer noticed a black dot in the sky, and it was getting bigger.

Unlike the birds that flew rapidly over the valley, the 'thing' was so big that it was already a small black dot when it was still on the horizon, but now it was getting bigger and bigger, and if it got closer, wouldn't it be much smaller than the line of defense.

"Roar—"

At this moment, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, and at this moment, time seemed to stand still.

But then, time began to flow again, and Knight Gwen suddenly pulled out his cross shield stuck in the ground, cut down a monster in front of him, and kicked the corpse to the side, pointing his sword forward—

"Follow! I! rush !!"

If spirit and morale are a flame, then at this moment, the fireworks are soaring upwards and starting to burn!

The monster behind the beast tide looked up in horror, only to see a black dragon's huge body blocking the sunlight and suddenly falling with strong wind pressure.

Cervantes threw himself towards the ground, and as he was about to hit the ground, his wings flapped suddenly, and the air was slapped to the ground with a heavy pressure, destroying the monsters on the ground along with the trees.

Flesh and blood splattered, dirt flew and trees exploded.

The black dragon stopped falling, and its body suddenly stopped in the air a few feet above the ground, and the dragon power was released in all directions, and the monsters scattered in panic.

After falling to the ground, Cervantes raised his neck and stared in all directions, his cold gaze sweeping across the audience.

His keen hearing allowed him to hear the war cries of the people not far ahead, and the corners of his mouth curved in a cruel arc.

Flames were brewing in his chest, and the violent factor contained in his veins was urging, and the black dragon leaped forward, trampling several monsters under his feet with a thud and sweeping around.

The tail destroys the balance of the monsters, leaving their bodies, legs and feet off the ground, and the powerful force attached to the dragon's tail sweeps them away, crashing into other monsters and turning into corpses and dying together.

After a 180-degree rotation of his body, Cervantes faced the poor creatures who had been 'driven' by the other monsters behind him.

If they don't move on, they will be trampled under their feet until they die, but if they keep going, they will still be greeted by 'death'!

A few wisps of flame leaked out from between the black dragon's teeth, licking the air that had gradually become hot, and the trees around the black dragon were suddenly ignited, and the flames suddenly began to spread around.

"Gah!"

"Whew!"

The monster in front tried to stop, but was trampled under the feet by the monster behind it, and became a corpse and turned into meat sauce.

Monsters surged up like a tidal wave, quickly filling the empty space in the beast tide that had just appeared due to Cervantes' landing.

The black dragon opened its mouth cruelly, the aggressive fire was already impatient, and when a flicker of flames rushed out of the 'castle', the flame legion drove the light and heat to charge!

"Whoa!"

"Roar!"

The dragon's breath was spewed out by Cervantes, and the flames consumed all the monsters in front of them.

Screams, roars, and wails echoed in the air, and the black dragon suddenly stood up, its wings unfurling behind it.

He tilted his head sideways, looked at the soldiers who were constantly charging forward, and shouted with a cruel smile: "I'm back!"