"Aren't you crazy?"

The corners of Cervantes' mouth curled up with contempt, but his heart was quite solemn.

As the old man said before, every 'legend' is stubborn, and this stubbornness comes from their hearts, from their hearts.

This stubbornness often forms the core of their 'story', just as food hunters have an obsession with food, and this obsession is also the core of their 'legendary stance'.

Flames poured out from between the scales, blood ignited, and the shiny black dragon scales reflected in all directions.

As a steel cast, blood burns like fire!

- [Legendary Posture: Steel Dragon]!

"The plague is the punishment given by nature, and people must not rebel against it, disobey it, and disobey the fate given by nature. ”

The old man's face was solemn, and there seemed to be light in his cloudy eyes, "Life, old age, sickness, and death are all natural laws, and you have to obey!"

"Death is our dogma, and the plague is the means to do it, but whoever resists and disobeys, we will replace nature, and use the wrath of the plague to justify the majesty of 'nature'!"

"The majesty of nature, the status of the plague, cannot be challenged!"

The old man's wrinkled skin had long since been replaced by dry bark, and his eyes had become two hollows, in which a faint flame floated.

The slightly clumsy body has straightened up at some point, standing straight on the ground like a big tree.

His legs turned into roots and planted deep in the earth, absorbing the vast amount of magic in the earth.

Gray-green swarms of the plague's power fluttered up and down beside the old man's body, their wings fluttering and making disturbing sounds.

- [Legendary Stance: Plague Heart]!

Looking at him, the black dragon sneered: "Even if the plague will make people's corpses all over the field, families ruined, and wives separated?!"

"Even if there are corpses all over the field, families are ruined, and wives are separated!" the old man's tone was firm and could not be refuted.

"Stubbornness......" Cervantes shook his head and sighed.

The old man raised his hand, and the hot wind suddenly rose, and the blazing strong wind surrounded him, forming a barrier to protect himself.

- [Burning Wind]!

The black dragon was silent, watching the strong wind carrying the high temperature roll up beside the old man, and took a deep breath.

Now that he has decided to fight to the death for his obsession, and to defend his ideals and beliefs, then-

"I respect your choice!"

The contemptuous smile on the dragon's head faded, and the black dragon's wings stretched out, "So, this is asking you to die!"

Flames erupted from the cracks in the scales, and Cervantes bent his knees and rushed forward with infinite force.

The fist was resolutely swung out, the flames continued to erupt behind him, the wings flapped to give the body more thrust, and Cervantes's figure flashed, and the fist had already slammed into the strong wind barrier in front of the old man.

"Roar—"

The fist was blocked, but with a roar, the heat of the light shot out of the black dragon's mouth.

The fiery dragon's breath pierced through the wind barrier, and the old man's body was pierced, and his chest became a hollow through which Cervantes could even see a narrow, charred ravine behind the old man and the burning woods.

However, the strong wind barrier in front of him repaired itself, and brought a slight sense of tiredness to the black dragon.

Behind the barrier, the old man's body was slowly repairing, even though the wooden body had already ignited flames, but the old man just clapped his hands and easily extinguished those flames.

Seeing this, Cervantes took a deep breath.

The old man looked up and met the black dragon's eyes, and they both saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.

Standing in front of the barrier, letting the tiredness gradually invade the body, the black dragon made a starting gesture.

The old man chanted a spell behind the barrier, and the black dragon let out a slow breath.

The black dragon closed its eyes and silently channeled the 'qi' in its body, and when the dense qi lingered on its limbs again, the flames also wrapped its body.

In the midst of the raging flames, Cervantes slowly opened his eyes.

The arms vanished, and a gust of wind swept up behind the black dragon, shattering the barrier in front of him and the ground beneath his feet.

But at this time, the old man's spell had already been completed!

A singularity condensed on the top of the staff, and the black dragon punched out, and the old man raised the staff flat, facing the black dragon's fist.

When the old man raised the staff flat, the wind elemental quickly converged towards the top of the staff, and the unstable wind element was compressed into a pitch-black ball.

When the staff was pointed at Cervantes, the old man released his control over the wind element, and in an instant, the pitch-black wind element exploded!

The air suddenly distorted, and a huge amount of wind elemental began to erupt, and the strong wind was like an enchanted sword, and like a bomb, cutting and bombing the body of the black dragon.

The old man clenched the staff with both hands, facing it directly at the position of the black dragon, and the strong push back sensation even made his legs and feet turn into tree roots and he retreated back from the ground.

The raging wind was like a giant python, and the tornado that should have risen into the sky was rampage into the distance, and the body of the 'giant python' was hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, or even tens of thousands of feet!

- [Whirlwind]!

When the spell was over and the wind had dispersed, the trees in the straight line had vanished, the hillside and the mountain had turned into a ravine, and the underground water channel had broken through the weak strata and gushed upward.

But!

The black dragon is still standing on the ground!

Even if the body is already drenched in blood, even if the wounds have spread all over the body, even if the mind has become groggy in the bombardment just now-

He still stood above the earth, and, raising his head, looked at his enemy, the one who tried to spread death in his country, in his realm!

"Is it over?"

The flames were not extinguished, and Cervantes put down his arms that were already bloody in front of him, and his voice was hoarse: "Then, it's my turn!"

The black dragon clenched his fists, his body bowed, his wings raised high, and then the flames erupted again, kicking his legs to the ground, turning himself into a meteor.

"The plague will win in the end!"

Seeing this scene, the old man's eyes widened and he roared loudly to comfort his worried heart: "You will die eventually!"

"I-"

The wind tore Cervantes' voice apart, with a slight distortion, but then the voice resounded in the old man's ears, like thunder on the ground: "No !! allowed"

When Cervantes appeared, the swarm of plague swarms crashed into his body, exploding itself, sending the plague into the black dragon's body, but he ignored it and punched it out!

The flames swirled around his fist, scorching the old man's body, and before his eyes, the black dragon's face was hideous and grinning.

"Ah!!h

The old man crushed the staff in his hand, and a light flashed on his body, and then the earth under his feet rose and turned into waves, like a chariot, crashing towards the black dragon.

- [World Wave]!

After slamming his fist into the old man, Cervantes was knocked out of the way, but he slapped his wings in the air and landed somersaults, stopping in front of the wave.

Standing in front of the path of the waves, the black dragon stomped down, and endless flames poured into the ground, like a chariot, colliding with the speeding waves.

Boom –

The earth could not withstand such a powerful force, and exploded with a bang.

"Phew!"

The black dragon spat out a mouthful of black blood with a vicious face, and looked at the old man who had re-rooted.

"It's not up to you to decide!"

The old man clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and said categorically: "The power of nature is not something you can contend with!"

The magic of the earth was extracted from the roots of the tree and merged into the old man's body.

Cervantes stood still, his blood boiling again, burning all the viruses in his body and channeling his energy to recover from his injuries.

- [Hybrid Body]!

While gathering his magic, the old man whispered, "Because of your mistakes, the people who live in this country and this land will die!"

Hearing this, Cervantes laughed again.

"Didn't you say that?"

"I, not allowed!"