Tong!

Cervantes heard the pulse of the earth, and as soon as the man in front of him landed, their armor shone brightly.

Feeling the powerful force pouring out of his body, Serrano's face finally improved.

His face changed for the better, but the face of the goddess of wealth became hideous.

'Gordon' is her holy city, this is her temple, how can that group of mages be able to mobilize Gordon's leylines, and also be able to provide energy to these warriors equipped with 'god-killing weapons' in her temple, all this is still happening right under her nose, how can this not make her feel angry?

How much did they do behind her back?

They did so much, she didn't even notice it, what was going on?

"The weight of the mountains......"

The face behind the hidden mask grinned, and Serrano whispered, "It's unfathomable!"

Cervantes raised his half-broken left arm to support Latina, who almost fell, but he didn't react at all, and his waist was still straight.

Ten times the gravity can crush ordinary people to death, and even the 'extraordinary' warriors may not be able to withstand such a strong gravity, but this gravity is nothing more than this for the black dragon!

"It's too weak, boy!"

Cervantes moved his neck, "Even if you gain more strength, can you only reach this level?"

Under ten times gravity, even the flames around the black dragon were affected, and Serrano was not angered by his words, because he knew very well that under ten times gravity, no matter how powerful this black dragon was, it would definitely be affected, that is to say, they would win!

Although the 'siege' made Serrano a little disdainful, it was his 'monarch's order', as a knight of the Francis family, Serrano didn't need to think too much, he just needed to think about how to win, and then go to win enough!

Quack!

Gad struggled to his feet from the ground, forcefully recovering his damaged internal organs, and after spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he gripped the handle of the hammer again.

As a warrior, he won't be defeated so easily - he can fight again!

Figoro's injuries weren't too serious, but the burned skin was difficult to recover, and it didn't matter if he didn't have a long sword, he still had a short ......

Come, go to war with the aim of 'capturing and imprisoning the gods alive'!

The black dragon took a deep breath, and the flames ignited as the blood boiled, and from now on, it was no longer bright red blood flowing in his body, but blazing fire!

Plop! Plop!

The sound of a heartbeat that could be heard clearly in the temple came from Cervantes' body, and the silent Gad could no longer wait, even if his body did not fully recover, he had to attack-

"Roar!"

The giant's roar echoed through the temple, and he raised the hammer as he ran, and the power given to him by the leylines was poured into the hammer, because he knew the horror of the black dragon in front of him, and he also knew that after this attack, he might never have a chance to attack again.

So, this blow poured him all -

It's his faith, his strength, his past, and his ......

Future!

Rumble!

The hammer fell, and the force passed through Cervantes' fists, arms, torso, legs, and finally to the ground.

Smash Cervantes below the calf into the ground!

"Seth, you-"

Embraced in the arms of Cervantes, the goddess of wealth exclaimed, "Are you crazy?!"

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha!"

The black dragon didn't answer, he laughed wildly, and an even more hideous smile appeared on the hideous dragon head.

Pushing the hammer away from the pain, Cervantes opened his swollen fingers and grabbed Gad's skull, which was immobilized by the shock.

"Is that all?!"

The black dragon's roar was deafening, and the outstretched fingers were folding, "If that's all......"

"Then go die!"

Cervantes' brain burst in his palm, and Rock's headless body fell to the ground.

Blood is fire, the body is the same as steel, and the iron fist comes out, so what's the matter!

Figoro pulled out the last sword on his body, even if it was only a short sword......

However, it is also enough!

"Blade ......"

Like the wind swirling around Cervantes's body, a powerful momentum erupted from Figoro's body, and two voices sounded at the same time, and the lingering aura turned into a storm with powerful leyline energy!

"-Storm!!"

The air-cutting blade sliced through the black dragon's scales, and despite the blood, Cervantes held Latinia in his arms.

"Roar!!

The storm is cutting through the black dragon's body, and the powerful recovery force is constantly repairing his torn body, constantly being destroyed, and then repaired!

"Is that all......"

The storm was over, and Cervantes spread his wings shaped like rags, his crazy eyes even more terrifying under the burning blood.

The black dragon grabbed the ankle of the giant whose neck had sprouted, and the feigned death giant instinctively sat up and threw a punch at Cervantes' head.

Bang!

The chapel was already crumbling, and Cervantes rose from the ground, grabbed Gad's body, and swung wildly, smashing it on Serrano, who was about to charge, not caring about the fist that had fallen on his head.

He had his eyes on the annoying 'Juggernaut', and Figoro was close to exhaustion at this point.

"Figoro !!"

Juggernaut looked up, a fist growing in his eyes, Serrano's roar did not change the outcome.

"Die!"

The black dragon roared and slammed his fist into Figoro's body, smashing the crumbling wall through the ground, and the ragdoll-like 'Juggernaut' fell to the floor tiles outside the temple, and a huge fist mark appeared on the armor on his chest, but fortunately, he did not die at the hands of Cervantes because of that punch.

In the shadow of the chandelier swaying, a cold light suddenly lit up, and the 'dormant thorn' was not afraid of the fire on the ground and the high temperature around the black dragon, seized the last opportunity that allowed him to seize it, and gathered the spirit and strength of the whole body to stab the 'perfect' thorn!

"Poof!"

The dagger pierced Cervantes' jaw and tongue, but stopped under the palate.

The assassin was choked by the throat of the black dragon, and the sharp pain constantly stimulated Cervantes's nerves, compared to the fragility of the warrior's head, how could the throat resist the great force of Cervantes?

Click!

The Assassin delivered the final blow of his life with his life, and the power of toxins and shadows raged in Cervantes' mouth, confusing the black dragon's nerves.

"Ahhhh!!!h

There's only one person left—

Serrano roared, and with a heavy shield, he launched a fierce charge!

Bite!

Cervantes pulled out the dagger in his chin and threw it on the ground like garbage.

Tong!

He only had time to swing his leg to his left when the burly knight slammed his huge, heavy body against the walls of the chapel, breaking through the back wall of the temple and into the back yard of the temple.

Before the grass and trees in the backyard could 'look' at the black dragon, they were ignited by the heat and aura around him, and in an instant, the plants and trees that should have entered a cycle of four seasons were turned into fodder for the flames.

Boom!

The black dragon's body was crushed to the ground by the surging gravity field, causing the ground in the temple's backyard to let out a cry of pain.

Cervantes, disorganized by the 'riot' of the power of shadows, kicked at the Heavy Shield Knight, who had just gasped for breath.

The body carved a wide and deep furrow in the ground, and the burning blood dripped to the ground, setting the land on fire!

The black dragon threw a punch forward, and the power of the fist passed through the heavy shield into Serrano's body, but Serrano did not react.

This is his last chance!

Kill him! Kill her!

There's no chance to 'capture alive', so let's kill it!

"Die!!"

Serrano's hoarse throat let out a roar of rage, and then, the heavy shield wrapped in ten times the gravity fell!

“...... Damn, it's you!!!"

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