The warrior knew that his bones must have been damaged, he was not only a human, but his strength was too different from that black dragon, although for ordinary people, he was strong enough, but in the face of that black dragon, the gap was still too big.

With each step forward, his injuries healed a bit, and the strength of the 'Extraordinary' warrior's resilience was on full display in him.

But he never imagined that the black dragon would actually turn around and turn its back on him.

This was an 'insult' to him, to a warrior - the black dragon was insulting him!

The black dragon only made him angry with one movement, but it was exactly what he wanted.

Warriors, you don't need to be calm, you don't need to be afraid, you don't need to stop!

"Roar!!

Raising his already wounded left arm and holding a sunken steel shield, the warrior let out a roar of rage in the midst of the charge.

Throw away everything, boring worries, reason, fears, all that!

Anger ignites the will, and the warrior now only wants to fight, only wants to fight, only wants to defeat the enemy in front of him, and then return victorious.

During the month on the road, there was no shortage of exchanges between Cervantes and Latinia, including talking about 'what to do if he encounters a powerful enemy and he has no time to protect her'.

What the Black Dragon is doing now is the result of a consultation between them - if that happens, then Cervantes can gain divinity and divine power by killing that avatar of the Goddess of Wealth.

Rather than cheapen others, it's better for you to take control of the power. That's what the goddess of wealth said at the time.

Cervantes jerked around and threw a punch at the charging warrior.

"Idiot, that's an incarnation!

The fist twisted the air and exploded.

Flames erupted from the gaps between the scales, and the heat swept through, curling the hairs on the warrior's body.

"Ah!!h

With one foot on the earth, the shield in the warrior's hand hit directly, as for the question of whether the goddess of wealth is an incarnation, it has nothing to do with him, he only needs to focus on the front and the enemy now.

Boom!

The fist collided with the shield face, and in just a moment, the warrior's bones and muscles groaned, but he still withstood the black dragon's punch.

Woohoo!

The Ranger drew his bow and two arrows, and drew them to the fullest, until the bow let out a 'crunch' cry of pain, and he released the bowstring, and the two arrows turned into two streamers, which flew past the side of the Juggernaut and nailed to the black dragon's back.

At the moment when the arrow was inserted into the black dragon's back, the sword master arrived, and the long sword in his hand was already entwined with 'qi', and just lifting it brought up an endless wind.

"Whew!"

Not just the sound of the wind, but also the sound of the Juggernaut's breathing.

He doesn't have any brilliant moves, only the sword in his hand, only the slash!

- [Lift the Breath Slash]!

"Whew!"

Kerra!

As soon as the fist collided with the shield, Cervantes had already noticed the aura behind him, he sneered, his feet did not move, and his powerful tail flicked with the swing of his spine, and he slammed into the waist of the Juggernaut.

"Hmm-"

The sword master grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, but he could only watch as the back of the black dragon, which was supposed to be his target, was getting farther and farther away from him, and the sword could not land on the back of the black dragon.

The high temperature emitted from his body lingered around the black dragon, and even the warriors with strong bodies began to feel a little pain, but the warrior monks who followed did not.

The warrior monk who was enough to be called 'master' stepped down, and the flames that scorched the ground automatically retreated as if he had seen something terrible, opening a path for him in the sea of fire.

The hot wind stirred up by the black dragon and the warriors lifted the 'master's robe, and the glow of fire reflected on the top of his shiny head, and the silent warrior monk stepped down again, but he was already at Cervantes' side.

The black dragon's fist had already left the shield, he suddenly lowered his left wing, blocking the left wing in front of the warrior monk, and then he raised his right palm, and his body was slightly sideways, from the legs to the waist, and then from the waist to the shoulders, the muscles of the humanoid black dragon's whole body instantly tensed.

Bang!

This palm hit the shield, but what the warrior didn't expect was that this short, brittle explosive force penetrated the shield, and when the power was transmitted to his body, he heard the screams of bones and muscles all over his body, but in half a second, his heavy body was knocked away by this palm.

- [Inch Strength]!

Boom!

With the power of the warrior monk's fist, Cervantes moved his feet and left the place, and the moment he left, two arrows pierced the air and flames, and flew nowhere.

The warrior monk did not relax, and stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the black dragon.

Cervantes grinned.

Warrior monks, warrior monks!

- [Spirit Snake Potential]!

- [Spirit Snake Potential]!

The warrior monk and the black dragon, who was proficient in some of the warrior monk's skills, punched each other, and at the same time used the [Spirit Snake Potential].

Both sides did not peck back, but swung their fists out, turning into a fist shadow in the sky.

- [Wind Combo]!

- [Wind Combo]!

"Suck-"

After using a dragon scale, the mage's mouth was filled with strange ice energy, and he took a deep breath as he imitated the dragon.

Cervantes's left leg suddenly bounced up and collided with the monk's right leg in the air, and the battle between them was not over, but the black dragon stopped the monk's continuous attack.

The five toes on the black dragon's left foot suddenly contracted and grabbed the warrior monk's calf, which made the warrior monk's face change.

The left foot stepped down suddenly, crushing the ankle of the monk's right leg, making the monk almost bite his teeth, and then the lumbar spine turned, the head turned, and the tail flung out—

Bang!

Cervantes quietly let go of his toes and let his tail slap against the monk's head, knocking him flying, and at the same time, taking a deep breath!

The mage's chest began to swell at a rate visible to the naked eye, and after the frost spilled from his mouth, extinguishing the flames in front of him, he let out a dragon's roar—

"Roar!!

"Roar!!

The fire elemental was drawn from the burning blood and continuously filled the chest cavity and throat, and the blazing fire was leaked, and the next moment, the fiery dragon breath was spat out by Cervantes.

The scales of the silver dragon turned into the power of the mage, and the moment the black dragon spat out the flames, the mage's 'dragon breath' also erupted from his mouth.

- [Silver Dragon: Dragon's Breath]!

When the frost was sprayed by the mage, the cold began to attack, and the water vapor condensed into water droplets invaded the sea of flames and invaded the territory of the high temperature.

The Flame Dragon's Breath collided with the Ice Dragon's Breath in the air, but the imposter was an imposter after all, how could it be able to compete with the breath of Cervantes, who was a 'legend'?

But in an instant, the mage was defeated.

The flames instantly engulfed the frost that was beyond its strength, and then rushed towards the mage like a rampage.

But the mage suddenly took a step forward, and then the flames on the ground rolled back, forming a shield that protected the mage behind the shield.

- [Flame Shield]!

Without the slightest hesitation, Cervantes kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, spread his wings, and rushed through with the help of aerodynamic forces and the force of the rebound.

Boom –

The black dragon's charge opened a path in the sea of fire with the wind pressure alone, but just as he was about to rush in front of the flame shield, a transparent wall suddenly appeared in front of him.

- [Force Field Wall]!

Without a moment's hesitation, Cervantes threw a punch that shattered the invisible wall, and although the momentum fell, he didn't stop, and threw another punch at the flame shield.

To his surprise, the flame shield in front of him suddenly opened, and the mage standing behind the flame shield pulled his folded hands apart—

Then, the wind blows!

He summoned the power of the storm in front of him, and drew a clear wind flow in front of him!

- [River of Wind]!

Cervantes felt his fist blocked, as if it had suddenly hit a very tough rubber.

He didn't stop!

He still didn't stop!

However, because the fist was blocked, the ring on the middle finger of the mage's right hand flashed, and a powerful magical force erupted.

In the blink of an eye, the mage disappeared in place, appearing farther into the woods.

"Hah!" the mage let out a hearty laugh.

A sword light lit up, and the wanderer who had been silent for a long time suddenly made a move!

'I've already been taught once, how could I be knocked down a second time by the same move?'

Cervantes suddenly grinned and shouted to the sky, "Latinia—"

"Lend me your power!"

The goddess of wealth, who was far away in the Sorrowful Wind Realm, suddenly turned her head to look into the distance where Cervantes was, and smiled.

"Okay!"